The Zero Gravity Art Gallery

[velocette]

[VIDEO:]

[Actually, no gravity isn't so bad. The Motorcycle Boy is drifting through the hallways, blowing smoke rings to fly through, and chasing food that refuses to stay on his plate.]

It's almost like swimming, in a way. You could pay thousands of dollars back home--enough money to feed two families for months--just to ride a jet in a parabola and get a few seconds' worth of this experience.

[ACTION:]

[As you drift around the Barge, you might notice a few images stuck to the ceilings and walls of the hallways. There's no indication who made them but if you've seen Piper around with his camera well, you might guess although you've probably never spoken.]











[And connected to that photograph of Vergil:]






[ooc: More coming soon! There were way more people signing up than I thought I'd get, so instead of one big art post I'm going to be splitting it up.]

Comments

Re: Voice; Locked.

[velocette]

You're not the only one.

What sort of direction were you headed at home?

[doomed_copper]

['Direction'? Ha. She keeps her answer simple.]

...Not a very good one.

[velocette]

That sounds familiar.

But why?

[doomed_copper]

[She wasn't about to reveal all sorts when she didn't even know this person yet, sight unseen, so she leaves it vague, but explanatory enough.]

Choices I made whilst on the job. But apparently they weren't bad enough to land me on the wrong side here.

[velocette]

I probably could have ended up an inmate, too. The Admiral is inconsistent with his rules that way. Luckily, people are inconsistent creatures.

[He's studying her now; he'd spent enough time with the painting that it's a little jarring to see the real person moving.]

Do you have an inmate?

[doomed_copper]

[At this, she emits a dry, almost bitter laugh-]

...How lucky for us, indeed.

[Azure eyes flick up to meet his; she'd turned the video feed on a while back, mostly certain he wasn't a threat--at least, from what she could gather.]

Temporarily, yes. Yourself?