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phantasmalrift2018-08-27 08:06 pm
giltfoil) wrote in phantasmalrift2018-08-27 08:06 pm
We'll make our own party, with...art?
Who: Ravus Nox Fleuret and you
What: High-level avoidance strategies: wait until targets are out of the house before coming out of your room.
Where: Keystone Station common areas.
When: During the Fire Festival.
Warnings: None immediate, but watch tag headers!
[As the fire festival takes place on the beach, Ravus is not to be found there - but someone coming back to the Station proper for reasons of their own might well find him in the kitchen, making himself a sandwich with whatever odds and ends are available, or in the common areas.
[There he has settled down on a couch facing a table, with what appears to be a pad of thick paper and a paintbox. Judging by the glass of water and dimensions of the paintbrushes, it is likely watercolor paints. Ravus, in true artistic fashion, also has a bottle of wine; in slightly less-artistic fashion, he bothered to find a glass.
[Currently he is wielding a pencil and eraser, and as the afternoon grows by the latter comes into play more and more, and with greater and greater intensity. He doesn't bother suppressing his annoyance, so passersby can track his progress (or lack thereof) by the cries of frustration.]
>Approach him openly?
>Spy on his drawings?
What: High-level avoidance strategies: wait until targets are out of the house before coming out of your room.
Where: Keystone Station common areas.
When: During the Fire Festival.
Warnings: None immediate, but watch tag headers!
[As the fire festival takes place on the beach, Ravus is not to be found there - but someone coming back to the Station proper for reasons of their own might well find him in the kitchen, making himself a sandwich with whatever odds and ends are available, or in the common areas.
[There he has settled down on a couch facing a table, with what appears to be a pad of thick paper and a paintbox. Judging by the glass of water and dimensions of the paintbrushes, it is likely watercolor paints. Ravus, in true artistic fashion, also has a bottle of wine; in slightly less-artistic fashion, he bothered to find a glass.
[Currently he is wielding a pencil and eraser, and as the afternoon grows by the latter comes into play more and more, and with greater and greater intensity. He doesn't bother suppressing his annoyance, so passersby can track his progress (or lack thereof) by the cries of frustration.]
>Approach him openly?
>Spy on his drawings?