Posted Nov. 15, 2021, 12:55 p.m. by Frigga (Thera-pet) (Jennifer Ward)
Posted by Crewman Octavia Raain (Medical Student) in Painting Mess (Open)
With her easel under arm and the fresh paint sent she’d replicated ‘Tai (pronounced Tay) strolled through the corridors wearing a bright striped mix of colour jumper, shorts and a messy painting apron which itself looked like a work of art (if you called an endless explosion of paint smears and splatters.) She was on her way to the arboretum to do some painting. She’d grown fond of it since being joined and found she was actually pretty good, that among other new talents she’d not had before. Her previous hosts interest seemed to flow easily through her young mind.Finding the doors to her destination Octavia entered looking for a fresh set of foliage to paint, she preferred painting vast backdrops however being on a star ship limited her to small and not so impressive rooms,so she had to improvise. Tai often found inspiration from the plants here and then created a fictional location sometimes a valley, mountain range or just a vast jungle. Either way she enjoyed painting and found it was an amazing way to unwind.
Setting up her easel she found a beautiful assortment of Denobulan Lillies which could be used to make a numbing gel that cooled the skin and great for burns. Lost in her world she began to apply paint to paper.
- Octavia Raain
Frigga had been very busy, just the way she liked it. She’d been following GALEN’s whistles back and forth across the ship all day. She got to meet a lot, in her opinion, new people, and spend time with some people she liked a lot. That was nothing compared to spending time with her favorite people. However, today her mommy and the steak keeper were busy, and Frigga liked to be busy too. She liked it a lot more than when she used to have to sit in the quarters she had with Mommy and wait for her. Of course she liked Ogawa a whole lot better than the Hathaway, and even though Giliv had grass and fresh air, mommy was scared there so she didn’t mind floating around in the tin can. And the arboretum more than made up for it.
Whilst she painted Octavia always frowned and bit the bottom of her lip, with every few strokes she’d step back and asses her work before mixing a new colour or shade to add to the canvas. She was completely lost in her work, not realising how much time passed nor the paint which didn’t make it onto the canvas rather onto her clothes and face. She herself looked just as painted as the canvas in front of her.
- Octavia Raain
Frigga had been helping with a physical therapy session for a brand new patient who was learning to use a fake leg. Frigga thought that was amazing! It was lots of fun for her, she got to wear this large metal frame and the person…Phillis she thought the doctor said, held onto the frame and Frigga got to help her walk. When they were done the doctor took the frame off and told Frigga to go play. She bounded around between shrubs and flowers and the occasional bush that was big enough to be a tree. Until she sniffed something that made her nose crinkle and she snorted. Then a wiff of someone familiar. Frigga bounded over and the next time Octavia would look up Frigga would be staring at her from behind the shrub she was painting, head thrust through, body behind, head tipped to the side, tongue lolling out as she panted.
Frigga
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