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Sketch 2

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[When the feed clicks on, all that is visible is Relm's paint-splattered face, grinning broadly.]

Hey! I remembered a lot of important stuff! The most important, too! I'm a Pictomancer! And y'know what? I'm the only one! I knew I was awesome! This just proves it!

I'm a mage, too. I remembered a bunch of super neat magic and I can do pretty much anything. My magic is really really powerful, too, much better than that stupid Palom's. His is all fake, anyway. Not like mine. I'm a real mage. How else could I be the only Pictomancer ever?

So who wants to see what I can do, huh, huuuuh~?

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Of course I can!

What d'you want me to draw, Mister Muscles?

...How about a bat?

[Look even tough guys miss their families once in a while.]

Kay!

[She's not going to draw just any bat, though. That's boring. Within moments of her taking out her sketchpad, a very large bat - about the size of Relm herself - is flapping around the room.]

[THUNDEROUS ONE-MAN APPLAUSE]

Amazing! I've never seen anything like it!

'Course! I told you, I'm the only Pictomancer ever!

Pictomancer... That has a pretty good ring to it!

Say, would you like to be my sidekick?

Would I! You mean it, for real?!

Of course!

A hero never goes back on his word! ...Or her word, I suppose!

Yay! You're the best, Mister Muscles!

Ha ha ha! You should know, my real name's Joachim.

...Of course, when I've got the mask on, it's Grand Papillon!

Grand... whaaaat? You have some really weird names!

It'd be even stranger if Mister Muscles was my real name!

Nuh-uh. That name is perfect for you.

[What has he gotten himself into.]

It is pretty good, I'll admit. But you can't beat GRAND PAPILLON for sheer showmanship!

[It's too late now. You are doomed, Joachim.]

That sounds so dumb! You need a better name!

It sounds heroic, that's what it sounds like!

No it doesn't.

What does it even mean?

In the tongue of my adopted people, it means "Great Butterfly"!

[He's saying this with pride and joy. This is the face of a man who gives no fucks at all.]

[And Relm cracks up. Just. Lots of giggling, here.]

B-butterfly?!

Well... I like butterflies.

[Yuma may have had a hand in it back in the day. But he's smart enough to realize that telling Relm that little girls have a record of monkeying about with his costume choices is a bad, bad plan.]