itsjustagamerp | Ninth Link

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Ninth Link

Characters: Namine, Amaterasu, Zidane
Content: Ammy and Zidane find Nami on the Theatre Deck. Talk of art and other things ensues.
Time: Morning
Warnings: None.
Notes: None

With practically the whole satellite serving as a laser tag arena, Namine hadn’t had high hopes of the theatre deck being quiet. She was pleasantly surprised to find no one else there; maybe they were all sleeping in. Setting the supplies she’d brought with her on the table she’d claimed as “hers,” she set about gathering the other things she’d need.

Finally, with all her crayons, pastels, pencils, and paper set up, she could get to work. Before long, she was so caught up in it that she was only half-aware of her surroundings.

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The paintbrush reminded Nami of their conversation earlier. "Oh, that's right, you paint sometimes."

It didn't occur to her to wonder how a wolf could paint; she'd seen stranger things. Instead she turned in her chair to face Ammy. "Were you looking for something? Maybe I could help you find it."

Being the only person she knew of who was regularly down here for art supplies, she'd taken the liberty of organizing them according to her own system.

While Ammy usually did the painting with her tail (and it was painting more on reality itself than on paper), she was forced to just using her mouth and a normal brush for now.

As for what she was looking for, she shrugged a bit...mostly she was looking for paper. She examined closer what she was working on, and what she was drawing with. Once she spotted it, she nudged a nearby stack of paper with her nose.

Namine waited patiently while Ammy checked out the materials on the table. It took her a moment to realize what Ammy meant by nudging the paper, but when she did, she smiled. "Oh, the paper? That's what you needed?"

She divided the stack into two and gave half to Ammy. "Here you go. Can you carry it? Or maybe you'd like to paint here? We could work together if you want."

Ammy nodded. When Namine offered the half-stack of paper, she took it in her mouth and then carefully balanced it on her back. While it was easier to do with her powers, she had mastered to art of carrying things that at times seemed kind of improbable...if only out of necessity.

She held up her brush to show that she wanted to stay and paint. She rarely got to work with anyone else, just by virtue of being the only one who could paint reality. She was interested to see what she could do with Namine here.

Namine's eyes widened in surprise, then she smiled. It looked like Ammy was quite able to take care of things herself. Which probably should have been expected, seeing as Ammy could paint. "Looks like you've figured it out."

When Ammy pulled out her paintbrush, Namine took the hint to bring out her own brush and paints. "You want to pain together? Okay."

Though it looked like it might be difficult for Ammy to reach the table. After a moment's thought, Nami went to find one of the dropcloths used to protect the floor from paint. Once it was spread out she moved the art supplies from the table. "Let's try putting the paper on this--that way we both can both reach it."

She nodded when Namine asked if they wanted to paint together. She was usually focused on doing the lines of a painting, and wanted to see how they'd look with color added.

Once Namine put a drop cloth on the floor and moved the supplies down to the ground, she moved over to the paper to see what she should start on. Taking the brush in her mouth, she started sketching out the cherry trees that grew around Kamiki Village.

Their talents should prove to compliment each other well, then. Namine wasn't used to outlining things so much, but did enjoy working with colors.

She watched as Ammy began to draw and the trees took shape. She hadn't seen any trees like those before; either that, or she wasn't used to Ammy's drawing style. Rather than just guessing which color to use, she lined all her paints up and gestured to them once Ammy was finished. "Can you tell me which color they're supposed to be?"

Ammy did have a particular style of drawing, since she was used to using ink on her tail, but it was also quite possible that Namine had never seen the cherry blossom trees that defined Nippon.

When asked, she scanned the colors and tapped the tube of pink paint with her paw. Green also worked, but the trees were so beautiful when they were in full bloom.

Namine had never seen cherry blossom trees, though if they were anything like the picture, she wanted to. Ammy made them look beautiful.

She picked up the bottle and squeezed out some paint. She hadn't been working with watercolors for long, so she hoped this turned out well. Once the paint was ready, she slowly began filling in the trees.

Ammy watched a little bit as she began to fill in the trees with pink paint. The paints here weren't quite like the paints and inks of Nippon, but they were similar enough. They were a little thicker here, and seemed to be mixed with something other than water.

Namine continued to color her pictures with an interesting meticulousness. As she did, Ammy continued working on the picture...adding in the mountains in the background, and starting in on the stone roads and river that ran through Kamiki Village.

When Namine finished with the trees, she looked at the rest of the picture to see all that Ammy had added. The scene didn't look like any place she was familiar with, but she had guessed from the trees that Ammy's world wasn't any of those she'd ever seen in Sora's memories.

"Is that your home? You paint it like you know it well." She gestured back to the paints. "So what colors do we need for everything else?"

There were plenty of logical choices, but she thought it better to ask.

While Kamiki Village wasn't her real home the way the Celestial Plain was, it was a little bit of a second home for her in the mortal world...she'd definitely spent a lot of time there over the years.

She gave a smile at the question, and just let that serve as her answer. She was still working on it, letting things go slowly so that Namine had time to fill them in. When asked for more colors, she pulled out a tube of blue paint for the river, a dark blue for the distant mountains, and a light brown for the roads.

Ammy's smile elicited one from Namine. She hadn't gotten a definite answer, but maybe the topic of "home" was as complicated for Ammy as it was for her.

She added the colors that had been indicated to her palette, and began painting the other areas of the picture. It was sometimes slow going, since she had to wait for the black ink of the outlines to dry first. Little by the little, though, they filled the paper.

Ammy looked up at Namine for a little bit...it seemed like maybe she had her own thoughts on home, too. Perhaps Namine would talk about it with her. She was fine with either silence or stories, since she was used to just listening to people tell her what they were thinking.

As Namine filled in more that she'd drawn, she went on to add a few more buildings to the village...Kushi's sake mill, Susano's training ground, Mr. Orange's house and Mushi's turnip fields. That just about filled out the picture.

Catching Ammy's look, Namine paused in her work and sat back on her heels. Ammy looked curious, and had proven she could understand what was said to her, even if she couldn't talk. Namine's past wasn't something she liked talking about, but...She sighed and leaned forward to paint more, speaking quietly as she did so.

"Nobodies don't really have homes. We're just remnants--what's left behind after someone loses their heart. We were never meant to exist, so..."

Here, Ammy paused in her painting to give Namine a look of confusion. She'd never heard of anything like that before. How come someone not meant to exist? If you existed, then you did, and that was enough meaning. And at least, Ammy didn't get any feeling of darkness or evil from Namine, so it wasn't a demon thing. So why did she seem to speak of it like that?

"Well, people aren't supposed to lose their hearts to the darkness, right? So anything that results from that was never supposed to be--never supposed to exist. So we don't have a place in any world." Namine's tone was matter-of-fact, but her expression was a little wistful, and her voice quiet.

Then, she gave a slight smile and scritched Ammy's ears. "Still, we can have places we want to go, and people we want to see. No use in giving up, right?" She sounded like she was reminding herself of this fact, but her smile became more genuine when her eyes fell on the picture. "I think I'd like to go there, someday."

Ammy still didn't quite get it...just because something wasn't supposed to happen didn't prevent it from happening, or existing. And more importantly, it was clear that this did have an effect on Namine, one that made her sad. She edged closer to her, wanting to offer comfort but unsure of how to do so.

She smiled a little when Namine gave her ear scritches. She definitely didn't want Namine to feel hopeless!

After a moment of thought, she took up her brush again, grabbed up more paint, and quickly sketched an image of Namine in the middle of the village, by the bridge. If Ammy ever got her powers back, she'd take Namine to see Kamiki Village.

If others had used Ammy's logic, then Namine might have been spared some uneasy moments. No matter what she thought of the situation, though, the fact was that her existence was an accident, and eventually that would have to be rectified.

She leaned into Ammy and kept up the scritches until the wolf started painting again. Namine smiled to see the latest addition to the picture.

"Well, at least I can visit it this way. Thank you."

She gets the paints to color herself in.

Ammy watched as Namine went to get extra paints, and began filling in her hair with golden yellow and her dress with white. Ammy tried to give her a reassuring look...one that said if she was ever able, she'd make it more than just visiting in a painting. But, if circumstances prevented it, at least Namine could be a part of this art.

Namine sat back on her heels, looked at the finished painting, then smiled at Ammy. Between the two of them, they'd managed to create something beautiful. Now to decide who kept it, or to share it by putting it up on the wall here.

Before she could say something about that, she got an idea. Taking a clean sheet of paper, she used her pastels to create a drawing of the mansion in Twilight Town, with her and Ammy sitting in the front yard.

"There. Now you can visit me, too."

Ammy was pretty happy with the result, too...and she didn't mind Namine keeping it, or of her hanging it up somewhere on the deck. She was used to giving her art away more than anything, since that was often just the purpose of making it in the first place.

She watched as Namine quickly sketched out another picture...this one of what looked like a very nice, expensive house. Perhaps this was the closest thing Namine had to home. And once Namine added her there too, Ammy got the sense that was the case.

Ammy barked once, smiling and wagging her tail. It did look like a nice place to visit!

The mansion was definitely the better of the two places Namine had been. Not a home, nor even in the world she'd appeared in, but better by far than Castle Oblivion.

Ammy seemed approve of the picture, so Namine smiled, rolled it up, and set it on her back. "There. You can keep it." Picking up the other picture, she held it up to the wall. "What do you think of putting this here?"

Ammy didn't feel the need to keep it, but since Namine was giving it to her anyway, she didn't see the need to refuse a nice gift. She could show it to Perry and Chibi, too.

She cocked her head at the other picture, and nodded in agreement. This satellite could always use more art on the walls, with out drab the place was without it.

Namine wasn't used to being able to give gifts, so this was a nice new experience for her. Fortunately, most everyone she'd tried it with so far was willing to accept what she offered.

Once Ammy had nodded agreement, she went hunting for pushpins so she could put it up on the wall. Thank goodness there were generous amounts of corkboard on the walls here.

Once finished, she stepped back to check her work. "What do you think?"

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