Everyone's got // open+monthly marking // nine different names

[london r.]

When she was younger, London had drawn a lot. the Gas station had been littered with coloring pages and how to draw books, so it had been easy to learn, not that art was something all that hard to accomplish anyway, since it was open to interpretation. The girl hadn't drawn much in quite some time though, not since she'd left that old building a couple months ago. She supposed drew diagrams of the stars and the night sky, but it was nothing like the art she had once made. And so as the smell of paint hit her nostrils, the clouded leopard could not help but smile. It would be fun to leave her mark on the wall, kind of like the graffiti she and her brothers had made on the gas station's exterior, except a little different. There would be no spray paint here, and none of the same laughter ringing through the warm summer air. None of the same familiar faces. Instead it was cold, and although there might be laughter, it wasn't the same. And even though these were faces were ones she had gotten used to after more than a month, it wasn't the same familiarity as it had been with her brothers.

No, this would be great, exciting, and just as fun. After all, there were more people to share the joy with. And perhaps she would even see her first ever friend here. Maybe they could paint something together to symbolize the friendship they'd formed or something. Some orange and yellow symbol of the beginning of their normal life. Yes, that sounded like it would be fun. "This is a great idea." the girl would muse, a radiant smile upon her features. Now just to find the other albino, she couldn't wait to tell him about her idea. Hopefully he would like it as much as she did, though she saw no reason why not. Did Killua even know how to draw? The thought of the former assassin with a coloring book seemed rather amusing, though she supposed it wasn't impossible.