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The Lost Light Rebellion 4: Total Fucking Chaos Edition CameronCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41541214[View All]

#IC #Canon: TLL #Ask/Invite


>The serenity of the pristine new set was instantly shattered, it's host charging onstage with a berserker shriek, a gleaming golden battleaxe clutched in both hands as he immediately set to work dismembering his polished desk with wild attacks. A marathon of destruction followed as he mangled the furniture with every variety of tool at his disposal.

>After several minutes of this, almost the entire set reduced to rubble, he collapsed into his chair. Instantly, the holodeck shimmered, and the debris vanished, replaced by brand new, identical furniture.

>For several long moments, Joel stares into the middle distance, before standing up and sauntering over to a microphone by the front of the stage.

Hey, hey everyone!

>He shouted to a blatantly fake audience consisting of the same five people in vaguely different outfits, with the sole example of the hulking Pax Cultura, looking fairly awkward in the face of Joel's chaos.

Welcome to the first episode of the show, it's a great thing to finally get this started, and I'm hoping it only gets better.

>Behind him, a bookshelf glitches, turning into a wireframe before turning itself inside out and beginning to rattle ominously.

We've had a pretty crazy time lately, pretty crazy time. We've got Logan and some weird chick going and rescuing some new guys from some asshole, those lesbian rocks joined up, that's pretty neat. They've got a kid who turns into a murderous monster, I like that one. You've got those two Saiyans on a quest for a healing flower or some shit, that other Saiyan getting in a fight to rescue her girlfriend from her asshole mom's hired thug. Oh! It's that wrestler! I almost forgot! That's cool.

>The bookshelf returns to it's wooden texture, flashing through a dozen other textures on the way, before violently exploding, the shards vanishing as safety protocols finally kick in.

You've got that one asshole and his robot wife investigating a ghost ship. I hope he dies, that'd make me happy. Bolone's brother showed up, too. He's an asshole but a cool one. But the important bit is we're on vacation! We're here in the Galactic Protectorate, and we're having a fantastic time, by which I mean Emily's been dragging me around museums for a solid three weeks now. But the race is tomorrow! See me at the Moreau Open in my custom Thorson Kestrel!

>He coughs, shifting.

Oh yeah, we're supposed to have a co-host. He'll be around later, scout's honor. I think he's still hiding.

>Abruptly, the door explodes inward violently as Leena makes her entrance.



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>...Man, Emily was cute when was giggling like that. Admiration for that charm aside, Asterio got up from her set.

Well I guess we should find somewhere private to do my work huh? I don't imaging you'd want to do that kind of art piece in public right?

>Even with how bold some of the crew could be on this ship, it was better to make sure!

Emily Nash!RpQzSCoUtsCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41562342

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>Emily nodded her agreement with that idea.

"Yeah, one of the things I absolutely don't do is strip or bang in public."

>Oh, so they were headed out so soon? Emily stood as well, but kept a hand on the table.

"Sooooooooooo, your place or mine?~"

>While Emily was fantastic at keeping up the flirty facade on the outside, what was going on inside was a little less dignified.

<"Oh my god oh my god holy crap this is actually happening! I thought I wasn't her type, I never thought she'd agree to anything like this yesyesyesyesYES!"

>Honestly, Emily wouldn't be surprised if Asterio could hear her heart pounding from where she stood.

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My room's got some paint and other supplies tucked away in the closet, so i'd have to make the trip there anyway. Two birds, one stone right?

>She was blissfully unaware of how excited Emily was internally, but she'd find out soon enough.

>Asterio offered her arm to Emily.

My golf cart's parked outside so we don't even need to walk there!

Arsene!2/0gPatch.Country code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41562370

I get sappy sometimes.

>Arsene pouted

But I guess that means we both want to see a side of each other more often~

>rubbing against Elliot, the harpy hummed

Mmm~ Think we should head back soon or stay like this for a bit longer?

Elliot Granger!RpQzSCoUtsCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41562375

"Yeah I'm... actually getting kind of sleepy."

>Was it the cuddling position? The sandwich calories? The oxytocin flowing through him?

"Not sure if we should head back for the ship or find somewhere to sleep here. I'd love to show you some maneuvers the Viper can do, but maybe not while I can feel a nap coming on."

Emily Nash!RpQzSCoUtsCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41562377

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>Asterio may have offered her arm, but Emily tried for a hand hold. But if Asterio didn't pick up on that, that was alright.

"Alright... "

>Emily began, her voice noticeably smaller than last she'd spoken.

"Then I guess it's decided."


>This was actually happening.

>Asterio was taking Emily back to her quarters, hand in hand (or arm in arm).
>Asterio was going to paint her like one of those Gallian girls.
>And she'd opened up her dating prospects too!

>Any second now, she was going to wake up in her quarters, see it was time for her shift, and say "god dammit!" before getting into her scrubs. Wasn't she?

Arsene!2/0gPatch.Country code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41562378

Hm... I'm feeling a bit sleepy from all the food.

>he said, feeling like spreading his wings. Can't do it too much indoors, with the wingspan of his.

How about we stay at an inn for the night? Then in the morning you can show me some good tricks~

Elliot Granger!RpQzSCoUtsCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41562383

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"Y'sure? That might be expensive."

>Elliot hadn't ever really had to stay at a station's hotels before, so he had no idea what the pricing was like. Nor what he could expect for accommodations.

>But with how much travel Arsene did, maybe he had some kind of company card he could use?

"But I would like to be rested before I even try a Pugachev. Let alone the scrambled egg."

>Plus, if he did the scrambled egg right after a big meal; just killing the main thrust, letting momentum carry him. and going sicko mode with the maneuvering thrusters, that wasn't going to result in anything either of them would enjoy.

Asterio!aLEJudith.Country code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41562399

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>While Emily was wondering if this was a really good dream, Asterio has taken the both of them to her 'chariot' as she liked to call it. A large four seat golf cart that was made wider to compensate for Asterio's frame. Though even with this modification it still looked like she was driving a tiny clown car. Taking her hand now, she assist Emily into the front passenger seat before getting in on her own side. While there was plenty of room for Emily at first half of it vanished, taken up by artistic beef.

>She heard the hint of nervousness in Emily's voice, which she found really cute. Then again, as she'd thought before, Emily was just cute in general. She was a bit anxious herself actually... how long had it been she'd been... with someone? No, best not to think about, she'd still have it she was sure.

>turning the key, the engine rumbled to life, and the music player began to flood Asterio's ears with the sweet something sound... of Eurobeat.

Manuel - Gas Gas Gas

Hang on tight hun, we'll be there in a jiffy~

>A grin slowly creeped onto her face as she shifted into gear and steeped on the gas... or rather floored it. Tired screeched before getting traction and rocketing down the massive halls of the ship. Her blood was signing in her veins as she masterfully drifted around sharp corners at high speeds, weaving around people and other vehicles, she had become one with machine and all was right with the world...
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Emily Nash!RpQzSCoUtsCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41562412

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>Oh my god Asterio actually took her hand! If this was just a nice dream, at least it wasn't half-assing things.

>And then the Eurobeat started. Oh shit.

>It was one thing when she rode with Elliot. At least that was a closed cabin with seat belts!


>Regardless of whether there were seatbelts (which Emily DEFINITELY buckled), she clang to whatever was in reach for dear life. One hand white-knuckling whatever it could grasp on her seat, and her other arm around Asterio's waist. Hard enough to be more uncomfortable than flirty. Emily could worry about flirty after she'd made it through this ride without any broken bones.

>But much to Emily's relief, if not her surprise, the golf cart comes to a stop. Better yet, it's where they're supposed to be, and none of her bones are broken.

>With a sigh of both relief and exasperation, Emily lets go of the things she'd been holding on to.

"God... You and Elliot would really get along."
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Asterio!aLEJudith.Country code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41562565

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>While Emily might have been distracted by the incredibly amount of terror she was feeling, Asterio was as having the time of her life. It'd be the first time anyone would see the calm and subdued minotaur childishly giddy like she was now as the cart ground to a halt at her room. It took a few moments for her to wind down from her rush and feel Emily's arm finally slip off of her and the stressed expression on her face.

Oh! I'm sorry Emily! I didn't mean to give you a fright like that! Being behind the wheel... does stuff to me.

>A real understatement to be sure, but she was legitimately for letting herself get out of hand like that.

Emily Nash!RpQzSCoUtsCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41562575

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"Like I said. You really ought to hang out with Elliot. Driving does stuff to him too..."

>Emily said, each sentence coming out against Emily catching her breath. But she found little success.

"But at least Elliot's Lazerhawk has seatbelts, geez..."

>While Asterio presumably got her quarters door open, Emily remembered the other reason that her heart was racing.

>But, with some satisfaction, Emily remembered that her heart was speeding up for all the right reasons as she took a quick look over the layout of Asterio's quarters.

Arsene!2/0gPatch.Country code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41562577

That's true... I have a lotta spending money though, won't mind spending more at a nice bed and breakfast.

>standing up, ready to head out, Arsene looked a bit confused by Elliot's statement.

What's a Pugachev?

>for a second he thought that he was talking about breakfast with the scrambled egg mention.

>but quickly he realized what it was.

If it's a trick, maybe I can replicate it.

>he said, with his wings out.

Elliot Granger!RpQzSCoUtsCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41562579

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>Wow. Arsene was willing to shell out for a bed and breakfast. He really was into him, wasn't he? But the aviation question immediately changed Elliot's focus. Because of course it did.

>In lieu of a verbal explanation, Elliot instead made a gesture with his hand: tucking his thumb under his palm and speading his index and pinkie fingers away from the other two to represent wings.

>Then he made his hand "fly" in the pattern of pic related.

"That's a Pugachev. So unless you were under thrust somehow..."

>An apologetic look set onto Elliot's face before he smiled again.

"Ah, you'll find a way. I'm sure of it."

Asterio!aLEJudith.Country code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41562659

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>Upon entering Asterio's quarters, the first thing Emily would see was the sizable apple tree in the middle of her circular room. Shelves lined with various potted plants, creates filled with various half-finished armaments both modern and archaic, and hardy looking steel framed bed with stacks of car magazines on the night stand.

Hahaha... I'll get around to putting seat belts on my cart, I promise... Welcome to my place! Kasumi calls it the Left Boob for some reason but too me it's just home!

Have an apple, take a seat on the bed, I'll try and be quick about finding my art supplies!

>...Where did some put them anyway? were they in one of the boxes? Or maybe tucked away in her forge? ...best to try to the boxes first. Asterio bends over and her upper half sinks into an open create of junk parts and other odds n' ends.

>... at least it was a nice view?

Emily Nash!RpQzSCoUtsCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41562675

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>Emily was quite used to how spacious Lost Light quarters were. So it was no surprise to her that an apple tree could grow in one. The real source of her surprise was the fact that someone had actually gone ahead and done it.
>Really, there was a lot to take in on top of the things she was still trying to remind herself were actually happening.

>So much, in fact, that the rather pleasant view Asterio had just afforded her barely even registered with Emily. In fact, Emily barely even noticed that she was leaving a trail of clothing between the entrance, the apple tree and Asterio's bed. So once Asterio turned around, seeing Emily already down to her panties may have come as a surprise.

Arsene!2/0gPatch.Country code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41562812

Hmmm... Let's see...

>Arsene looked around. There weren't many people in the restaurant right now so he had no risk of smacking his wings into anyone.

You just do this?

>Arsene jumped in the air and held his wings out,then immediately pulled himself back to try and replicate Elliot's hand motion...

>only to fall flat on his ass.

Oof! Darn... Maybe if I had more room I could do it. I work better in open spaces.

Elliot Granger!RpQzSCoUtsCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41562835

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"Well I mean, you did just turn your entire body into an air brake for a second."

>Elliot says, scratching the back of his head.

"In atmo, you can potentially use that maneuver to force an enemy craft to overshoot you. In vacuum, it's more like popping a wheelie."

>Oh, right. He should probably offer Arsene a hand up. Shouldn't he?

"It's uh... It's about as useful as a wheelie too. In vacuum, I mean."

Arsene!2/0gPatch.Country code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41562902

Ooooh, so it's pretty handy?

>he said, getting back up.Didn't look like he needed Elliot's help but it was the thought that counted.

>Arsene looked like he was ready to head out. Didn't stop him from continuing the conversation though

And by wheeling you mean the things people do on bikes, right?

Asterio!aLEJudith.Country code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41562927

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No.... no.. ah! There we are! Found them!

>The top half emerged from the create with paint, brushes, canvas, and an easel. All of which were in workable condition, excellent! Now to set up and... oh...

>Asterio has turned away from the container and saw the trail of clothes Emily left behind on her way to the bed...

Ahahaha, got started without me I see!

>Fortunately for once, she had less attire to discard and so quickly caught up to Emily in states of undress. Putting the easel down and setting the canvas upon it.

Alright hun, just make yourself comfortable. I'll let you decide how to pose and we'll get stated~

Elliot Granger!RpQzSCoUtsCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41562929

>Elliot began, following wherever Arsene was walking. He knew this port better, after all.
>Besides. Walking would help distract him from reading into why Arsene didn't accept his hand...

"It would be more useful if dogfights still happened at closer ranges. Back during the last war, being within half a mile of each other would have been considered 'close range'. Fights in vaccum seem to happen way closer, though."

>Hoo boy, Elliot could probably go on for a bit if you let him.

Emily Nash!RpQzSCoUtsCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41562955

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>While most of that wasn't anything Emily hadn't already seen in the past, it was still an absolutely gorgeous sight.
>Especially compared to her, now that Emily thought about it...

"Just uh... r-right on the bed? Or..."

>Emily let out a long breath. She should have anticipated feeling this way, standing bare in front of someone like Asterio. After all, she'd finished off undressing some time while Asterio was setting her canvas down.

"You know, now that I'm actually here, I'm... I'm a lot more embarrassed than I thought I'd be."

>And that would definitely show in the way Emily subconciously tried to guard herself with her arms. But it should be noted that she seemed more worried about covering her stomach region than anything else.

Asterio!aLEJudith.Country code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41563041

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Oh? It's okay to be nervous you know?

>Setting her brushes and whatnot aside, Asterio sat next to Emily and put an arm around her. She did eye that she was covering her stomach region though, perhaps that was the issue.

Or are you getting that antsy feeling about letting others see you?

Emily Nash!RpQzSCoUtsCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41563061

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>Asterio probably meant that gesture to be comforting and reassuring. And it was! The only problem was that it wasn't the only emotion that it stirred up in Emily.
>Oh my god all that skin-to-skin contact! The sheer oxytocin rush... Asterio had to have noticed how much warmer Emily was than normal.
>Before she could stop herself, Emily leaned into the gesture.

"It's.. uh..."

>Come on Em, focus!

"Body image, mostly? Also the... idea..."


"I don't know how to feel about people seeing this painting"

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>Asterio listened to Emily's concerns, nodding along with her while she explained. She did note how much warmer she'd gotten, though her mind was on comforting the other girl at the moment. She gently pulls Emily in closer to her, letting her lean into her body as she runs a hand through the smaller girl's hair. She then looked down at Emily with a comforting smile.

We don't have to show anybody if you don't want to, it can be just something between the two of us.

For us alone.

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>Oh, this was just too much.
>Emily couldn't help but to just melt into Asterio's strong, yet gentle and reassuring embrace. It was right there, and there was no sense in resisting letting herself enjoy this.


>Emily says, just about whispering it. Not even looking up.

"That works for me. Now..."

>With that, Emily let herself pull back out of the embrace.

"Just... got to figure out a pose. Any ideas of your own?"
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Asterio!aLEJudith.Country code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41563388

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Well leeeet's see what we got in my handy dandy pose reference book!

>She leans over to the nightstand and pulls open the drawer to produce said book, flipping through the pages to find something Emily would be comfortable with.

Hmmmm... well there's a few here that won't show anything, strategic placement of the arms and legs, or drape some cloth on you. I like this where they're holding their leg in front of them, it looks cute.

Emily Nash!RpQzSCoUtsCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41563401

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>Emily started unconcsiously shaking her head at the suggestion of covering her in a cloth.

"No, that's cheating. Not really a nude anymore like that..."

>But, in the meantime, she tried to see over Asterio's shoulder. See if any of the pose ideas caught her eye.

"Ooh! That is cute!"

>Cute enough that Emily forgot the other thing she was going to say.

"If it's only us seeing this, I'm not super bothered by showing anything. But I do like this pose a lot."
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Asterio!aLEJudith.Country code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41563495

>Spying the pose that Emily was talking about, Asterio smiles brightly.

Oooh that is a cute one! That'll be fine to paint for sure!

>She gets up from the bed and walks back to her canvas, read and eager to get painting.

Emily Nash!RpQzSCoUtsCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41563509

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>At the same time, Emily struck the pose. Hands over one ankle, one foot planted on Asterio's bed, head cocked to the side and a smile.
>And there wasn't even the awkwardness of putting on an artificial smile for the camera either. She could just let the smile that had been on her face since she arrived at Asterio's quarters shine.

>The mile-a-minute excitement of "this is happening this is happening this is happening!", while no less jubilant, slowed down to a calmer "This is happening, and it's just as exciting as I'd hoped!". All that was left for Emily to do now was watch Asterio paint. See if she could figure out what she was doing just by expressions and the movements of her arms.

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>Seeing how natural Emily looked made the already quick style of Asterio's painting flow that much quicker. She couldn't help but smile either during the process as well. The time passed in relative quiet as Asterio focused on her work, slowing down here and there to give proper attention to detail when it was needed. Her expressions changed often however to match her nearly hectic strokes. Bouncing from pleased, to tight concentration, to ponderous and back again in rapid succession.
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Nash (nvm fuck a tripcode)Country code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41563750

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>There was a sort of comfort in seeing how much effort Asterio was putting into this painting. If nothing else, it meant that Asterio could stand to not only look at her, but study her in detail. Even better to see how enthusiastic she was.

>So, once she saw Asterio was out of one of the bouts of intense concentration, Emily took it as her chance to speak up.

"Come to think of it, I think I might be okay with expanding the pool of people who can see this. But uh... only a little bit..."

Asterio!aLEJudith.Country code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41563782

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>Asterio didn't stop painting as she responded.

Ooooh? Anyone in particular in mind?

>She was half temped to tease her and ask if it was anyone she fancied. But she thought better of it, if Emily wanted that nugget of information exposed, she'd do it without prompting from her.

Emily Nash!RpQzSCoUtsCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41563821

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>While Asterio wasn't about to hear about Emily having a crush, her response was probably just as juicy to hear.

"Well, more two categories of people. People who probably won't meet me and have no frame of reference for who I am, and people who I've already..."

>While the blush on Emily's face had never fully vanished ever since Asterio suggested painting her. It got more intense; deeper along her cheekbones. For the first time, Emily broke pose to turn her head away.

"Well... y'know..."

Asterio!aLEJudith.Country code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41563825

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>The first one was bold but unstandable, maybe they could talk to Joel about getting a special spread in one of those fancy calendars of his or something like that. That second category though... Oooooooh.... Ooooooooooooh~ Spicy! How exciting! This wasn't just any tasteful and fancy nude she was painting for Emily, this was a "slide into the dms and coyly post nudes" tasteful and fancy nude! THE BEST KIND!!

<"Emily, I underestimated you! Underneath that sweet and caring medical professional is a WOMAN OF CULTURE!!!"

>It was a rare thing for Asterio's Minotaur blood to run anything other then tepid, contrary to her heritage, but in this new knowledge had certainly caused a reaction in her as it now ran as hot as glowing irons... something she'd been feeling the lack of for a while. Creating something for a grand purpose like this? This is why she became a craftsmen in the first place! A tasteful nude to show a lover, a grand blade fight for a king, ONE IN THE SAME!!

ORRRRAAAA!! Yes! Perfect! Inspirational! Awesome! I can feel the heat! The brush and I are one! I am the hammer and anvil! This canvas my blaaaaaaaade!!

>To say Asterio was now putting her all and then some into this work would be the understatement of the year...

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>Well then.
>There were a few reactions that Emily imagined to what she'd said. Shock and surprise, "Oooooh, spill girl spill!", confusion...
>This wasn't on the list.

>All she could do for another minute as Asterio kicked into MAXIMUM OVERDRIVE was just stare on in quiet bafflement (and also awe), trying her best to keep the same gentle smile she'd had when Asterio had started painting.

>Did she understand what Emily was getting at with that? Should she try and elaborate? She did look awfully focused.

>Once she noticed a little lull in Asterio's intensity, she spoke up again.

"I mean, that's really just Firmelda."
"At least, right now it is..."

<"Please don't get all judgey..."

<"I mean, this is Asterio. She probably won't, but still..."
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>Asterio's burst of hot zeal would be quenched, though not die out, when Emily mentioned Firmelda's name. Not because of any negative feelings, she had none at all, but rather what the undead woman had gone through recently, Meum's lose was hard on everyone, but hardest on her. She was the closest thing Firmelda has to significant other...

That's good, she needs to be around people now more the ever.

>She was isolating herself too much even with the time that'd past.

How... has she been? Has she gotten any better?

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>Oh, right. Touchy subject...
>Emily wasn't sure if Asterio even heard what she'd muttered, and now she didn't really care. Her attention was on something more important. Halfway back into her nursing mindset, even.

"She's... not neglecting her stitches anymore. That was a huge relief."

>And Emily didn't even have to have a heart to heart with Firmelda about how allowing herself to die of heartbreak wouldn't help anything.

"I think I've even caught her smiling once or twice. She's on the road to recovery. I'm sure of it!"

>A smile appeared on Emily's face. A real one. Not just the gentle smile she'd been putting on for the painting either.

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>That's good to hear. She was getting better, and that's what mattered. Hell, Asterio was even helping the process... Kinda? Well, Firmleda wouldn't mind having something like this of Emily.

Then I better finishes this up and make it something she'll like having too!

>It was back to painting again! She was almost finished, just a few more touched and she'd be done.

So you said Firmelda was the only one at the moment... buuuuuut who else were you thinking about? What about that guy... Bolone's bother Nero's his name right? He seems to fancy you~

>Asterio heard alright. Asterio is more perceptive then people think, having a public chatroom to look through made it even easier though~

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"So, you're making prints of this too?"
>Asterio made it sound like she was making one painting, and then only showing it to a very select group of people.
>Buuuuuuuut, then she switched to a more exciting topic.

"I mean, yeah. Nero's pretty cute in that goth twink kind of way. And I do want to put that offer on the table, but... he's kind of hard to get a hold of."

>Emily's eyes drifted back to the floor.

"Plus, with the bad blood between him and his brother, I don't know if he'd be okay with being written down in my little red book of stress relief..."

>Would he feel too much like he was falling down his brother's path? Would she, in turn, remind him too much of his brother?

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Well, not prints exactly. Kasumi's been looking at that Angel tech we managed to bring back from the Ghost Ship, her and I have managed to figure out how some of it works, namely some sort of duplication machine! ...That only seems to work on fictional novels, old video games, and art, but that just mean I can make perfect copies of this portrait, canvas, oil paints, and all, rather then simple prints!

>It was odd that it was so specific... maybe they'd find some additional settings eventually?

>Goth... Twink? as in Twinkie? Was this what other people meant when someone was a snack? She was more of a KitKat person herself personally...

Hmmm that does make it tricky to sit down with him and ask if he'd be okay with it...

>...Could get Kasumi's help finding him, hog tie him and get deliver him to Emily... or would that be too much?

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>Emily immediately bristled at the idea of making copies, no matter what method. Asterio almost made it sound like she was going to turn this into her attempt at a world famous painting. Which certainly wasn't a prospect that Emily liked the sound of.

"You're not going to make more than like, one copy of this, are you?"

>As much as she'd love to keep talking about Nero, and how best to talk him into her little circle, anxiety was a much more pressing emotion.

"I really don't like the idea of this even being seen outside of like, you and people I've... y'know... been with."

>Yeah, she mentioned total strangers before, but that was just when she was under the impression of only one copy existing. People that Asterio obviously already knew and could be trusted.

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>Emily's protest about making multiple copies was understandable.

Ahaha, sorry, I guess I got a little ahead of myself huh? Well, I'm almost done with this, I'm excited to see what you'll think of it!

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"It's alright."

>Emily said, with a sigh.

"I just really don't like the idea of the Jeeks getting their hands on this. Or... just some random horndog asshole or something. I'm way too exclusive of a club for that."

>Emily couldn't help but feel a little shitty about putting a damper on Asterio's excitement like that. Just for the principle of it (plus it was a huge confidence booster that Asterio could get excited about painting her like this).

>Maybe it was best to move on, then. Asterio got the message.

"So... Just the finishing touches now?"

>There it was. The usual dread that comes with seeing a depiction of yourself for the first time. But this time, with a little excitement too.

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>The minotuar nods gleefully, already happy with how her art turned out.

Yep! juuuuust a few more strokes...There were go! Come take a look!

>The painting was quite well done. Capturing Emily's appearance with great detail, a lot of work went into capturing her warm gentle smile especially. It wasn't the work of a master artist, but was clear Asterio's talent for making things would extend to painting with more practice as well.

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"Oh! A... Alright!"

>Emily stretched her legs and back before she stood up. The leg she'd had curled around was starting to get pins and needles.

>Even then, Emily felt a tremble in her legs that wasn't usually there. Everything about this situation made her about as vulnerable as was possible without any kind of threat present. But that was okay, because she was vulnerable with Asterio. Possibly the most soothing presence on the entire ship.

>That little, breathy nervous laugh Emily had been doing since coming to Asterio's quarters? It came out of her again.

"A-Am I really blushing that hard right now?"
>She said, one hand going to cover her mouth.

>But that wasn't to say Emily didn't like what she saw. It may have looked like the work of a student in the middle of their painting 101 course in community college, but it looked like the work of a community college student who really, really cared about both the painting and its subject. That was the wonderful thing about painting, really. If your painter loved you, they'd let you see the most beautiful version of yourself.

>If Asterio looked, she'd be able to see the side of a warm smile on Emily's face, where her hand wasn't covering.

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Yeah you are, it's really cute.

>Asterio puts an arm around Emily once again pulling her into a half cuddle while she smiles along with you.

You make an excellent muse by the way. I'd love to paint you more.

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>And then Emily's heart was back to racing.
>First, the praise. Being called cute by Asterio, especially in a context like this, would be more than enough on its own.
>But then Asterio embraced her again, and Emily simply melted into the touch. Even with how close they'd been since the word go, it felt like a long drink of water after a day walking in a desert. If space and comfort permitted, she might have even climbed into her lap to make it easier for both of them.

"And I'd love to be painted more..."

>Emily said, close to Asterio's ear and low enough that only she'd be able to hear Emily (despite being alone in the room).

>Then a little laugh; quiet enough that Asterio would feel it more than hear it.

"That phrasing makes it sound like I'm going to be the canvas."

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>speaking in a similarly hushed tone, she remarked half jokingly.

Well, I doooo have some body paint laying around the Captain acquired when she liberated an imperial supply ship of it's cargo...

>she let the statement hang in the air for a moment before letting out a soft chuckle that made her whole body shake lightly.

You know, in case you wanna take that phrase to it's logical conclusion~
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"Like, camo facepaints? If not..."

>Emily couldn't help but laugh, as her mind conjured the image of one comically buff man clad in nothing but an intimidating black gas mask and helmet tenderly painting the body of another comically buff man clad in nothing but an intimidating black gas mask and helmet.

<"Sorry buddy. Next time, try not fighting for the guys who want to turn us into a lab rat race."

"Y'know what? I'm calling your bluff."

>Emily said, standing up and returning to the bed, this time lying down with her hands behind her head.

"You've painted me like one of your Gallian girls, now it's time to paint me like one of your Gallian canvases."

>She punctuated that remark with a wink.
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