✧Zatanna Zatara✧ (
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[OPEN] The Joy of Painting
Characters: Zatanna Zatara | Midii Une | Aya + OPEN
Date: mid-october
Location: Earth Sector
Situation: Pottery Painting!
Warnings/Rating: things might get a little messy....
ZATANNA
[The 19-year-old Mistress of Magic...was not much of an artist. Although, in her defense, she had never claimed to be. Performance was quite different from paintbrushes, and while her sleight of hand was superb, well...]
[Still, she managed about as well as anyone who's last art project involved allowing a former boyfriend to smear her in body paint so she would turn visible again (long story): after about a half hour, she came away with a few simple, yet seasonally appropriate designs on the bowls she's gathered.]
[She also looked quite proud of herself as she held up one of them.]
Maybe I should use these when I decorate the Welcome Center.
MIDII
[A month shy of her 16th birthday, and Midii had already found herself a present. A teapot. Simple, personal, and something she knew she would get a lot of use out of.]
[It was said the custom was meant to be a social event, and yet she still sat a bit aways from the rest of the group. Several small cups of paint scattered around her. A few drops of every color, in fact, and a small, thin brush she'd used to paint dozens of little hearts all over its surface.]
[One for each friend or otherwise familiar face she'd lost. Not just in Keelai, but...before.]
I wonder...if I should make any cups to match.
AYA
[For her contribution for this most interesting cultural tradition, Aya painted...a green turtle. Because of course she did. She was dressed no differently than ever, unaffected by the cooling temperatures, with the only subtle alteration in her appearance being a...small streak of green on the side of her helmet. Darker than the shade of her construct skin.]
I do hope I have completed the process accurately.
While I have knitted articles of clothing before, I have seldom done anything of this nature in the past.
Date: mid-october
Location: Earth Sector
Situation: Pottery Painting!
Warnings/Rating: things might get a little messy....
ZATANNA
[The 19-year-old Mistress of Magic...was not much of an artist. Although, in her defense, she had never claimed to be. Performance was quite different from paintbrushes, and while her sleight of hand was superb, well...]
[Still, she managed about as well as anyone who's last art project involved allowing a former boyfriend to smear her in body paint so she would turn visible again (long story): after about a half hour, she came away with a few simple, yet seasonally appropriate designs on the bowls she's gathered.]
[She also looked quite proud of herself as she held up one of them.]
Maybe I should use these when I decorate the Welcome Center.
MIDII
[A month shy of her 16th birthday, and Midii had already found herself a present. A teapot. Simple, personal, and something she knew she would get a lot of use out of.]
[It was said the custom was meant to be a social event, and yet she still sat a bit aways from the rest of the group. Several small cups of paint scattered around her. A few drops of every color, in fact, and a small, thin brush she'd used to paint dozens of little hearts all over its surface.]
[One for each friend or otherwise familiar face she'd lost. Not just in Keelai, but...before.]
I wonder...if I should make any cups to match.
AYA
[For her contribution for this most interesting cultural tradition, Aya painted...a green turtle. Because of course she did. She was dressed no differently than ever, unaffected by the cooling temperatures, with the only subtle alteration in her appearance being a...small streak of green on the side of her helmet. Darker than the shade of her construct skin.]
I do hope I have completed the process accurately.
While I have knitted articles of clothing before, I have seldom done anything of this nature in the past.
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And I thought my standards were exacting.
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I would want to remember them, certainly. But that is because their memories do not cause me pain. Thinking of them brings only happiness.
[And the rest were...presences she would not mind remembering, either, but whose erasure would not cause any pain. Although, on that note...]
Please...there is one thing I am still uncertain of. [Well, one MAIN thing.] How is it...memories can still cause pain if you do not remember them? Surely, the lack of reason to feel sad would negate its effects.
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[ When she thought of those departed, she felt nothing negative about them not being here, even if they were not from her world? Well, it wasn't the first confirmation Bakura had that Aya was strange. Even the thief, who was generously described as 'emotionally prickly' on good days, would have allowed that there were certainly former citizens of Keeliai that he missed. ]
I doubt I could explain it to you.
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I would like to try. To comprehend
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I will...try.
[Her uncertain tone was proof enough of her honesty. She didn't fully understand, but she would try.]