[Voice]

[planet_rin]

Paint.

[Kneejerk reaction to memory recovery! Had to get it out there.]

[At this point Rin takes several seconds to sort that thought out.]

Need to paint. Very important. Need part-time job to pay for supplies. Part-time jobs don't pay up front.

Somebody lend me some painting supplies. And some paint. I'll give back the supplies when I can afford my own, but if I use paint, I can't give it back. It doesn't come back off the canvas, which is kind of the point.


[[1% spent on painting technique.]]

Comments

[rainbowbrush]

I got it.

[And she begins mixing paints. At one point, she nearly stops and asks Rin how close the color is... but then thinks better of it and adds a bit more orange, some more white, and... just a touch of yellow.

She won't say she wants Rin's approval, but the way she looks up at her like an eager puppy probably makes it fairly obvious.]

[planet_rin]

[Rin leans over comically close to peer at the color mix, looking almost like she's going to lose balance and topple facefirst into it. She doesn't.]

Maybe...

No, this is good.

[Painting continues. Rin's picture is starting to come together a bit, although it doesn't really seem to be of anything.]

[rainbowbrush]

[Relm beams, but then quickly goes back to her own painting, using liberal amounts of the color she just mixed. Her own painting appears to be of a very realistic sunrise over Sirocco; it almost seems to shine with the sun's light.]

[planet_rin]

[Rin isn't much of a conversationalist when she's working. Aside from occasional incoherent descriptions of paint colors (a color like a traffic light that can't decide how fast it wants you to go), she works in silence.]

[The two paintings are in remarkable contrast. Relm's painting shines with supernatural realism, whereas Rin's is a work of stark lines connecting barely-identifiable shapes. It is a picture of being metaphorically lost at sea.]

[rainbowbrush]

[Relm, however, loves to talk. She chatters on idly as she paints, talking about nothing in particular, and not even really seeming to realize that Rin isn't responding for a while. Then, when her painting is nearly done, she pauses for breath as she contemplates any additional touches of paint.]

[planet_rin]

[Relm is also much faster! Between Rin's slow, deliberate care given to every brush stroke and her periodic breaks to sqint intensely at it from as close as a couple inches away, her painting is still very much a WIP by the time Relm's wrapping up.]