Paint with all the // open+weekly task // colors of the wind

[jacob w.c.]

WHAT A PRIVILEGE IT IS TO LOVE — Atbash had told him to find a way to decorate the new territory. That was good. That was a way to distract himself again. So, he dragged out a bunch of paint supplies and found a large blank canvas. It was most of the paper he had left from the city in large bunches but this would be worth it. Besides, there was nothing stopping him from going back if he needed more. Was there? No, it was better to just avoid that topic entirely right now. He wasn't in any condition to even consider going out. It wasn't safe and that was the end of it. Then again, maybe he wasn't safe here either anymore. No, no, no. He'd promised himself he'd be done with it, so he was. Before his mind was allowed anymore time to drift back to the subject, he spoke, "Hey everyone! So this is for my weekly task n' I was thinkin' tha' since we can't really do cave paintin's anymore, maybe we could put up a mural ta' celebrate the first time we all came 'ere. I know it wasn' under the best ah' circumstances but most everyone's safe now and those that aren't are well on their way ta' recoverin'. I 'ave a bunch ah' these paintin' supplies out so feel free ta' put anythin' ya' want on 'ere," the husky called with a wide smile. This was good. He was doing two of his favorite things, painting and interacting with his clanmates. This was good. —A GREAT HONOR TO HOLD YOU UP

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Izuku had just been wandering aimlessly again today -- he generally tried to stay pretty close to the camp but he failed every time. Today he did, though, and so Izuku's ears twitch as he hears Jacob's call. Putting up ... murals? So like the cave paintings, but just ... this. It's a long few moments until Izuku actually moves to approach, though, and so rounds around to just blink at Jacob and the set-up. Murals? What were those? He didn't run into unfamiliar words often, which was somewhat shocking considering that English definitely wasn't his native language. And also he'd only been learning it for a few years now.
"Murals? Are those like ... the paintings we did?" Izuku asks, a little puzzled as he steps closer still. He'd assume they're similar to the cave paintings considering that Jacob mentioned it, but Izuku couldn't be sure. Still, while he waited for a reply, Izuku approaches the paints and tilts his head. What color would he use? Were they free to do whatever with this one? Izuku isn't particularly creative, so he's not quite sure what he'd draw if they just had free reign. He mostly did ink doodles, anyways.

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[ATBASH CIPHER.]

ATBASH CIPHER

how could you just walk away and leave me here?

Jacob seemed to be a lot more comfortable with the task she gave him, and that was really reassuring. Atbash wasn't sure what was up with the leader lately, but some distractions would do him good. Hopefully. Atbash was waiting for Jacob to get to his task and made her way over as quickly as she could when he started talking about his idea. Oh, murals! Those sounded cool. "I think so." Atbash answered Izuku. "Like, we just use the murals in place of the cave walls." Was that how this was going to work? Atbash looked over at Jacob with her head tilted, as if making sure her assumption was correct.

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[jacob w.c.]

WHAT A PRIVILEGE IT IS TO LOVE — Jacob gave Izuku a light smile and nodded. "Yeah! Jus' like tha'. They're basically jus' real big paintin's n' I thought it'd be fun if we all made one for the new territory ta' brighten it up a li'l," he answered happily. This was good. He wasn't thinking about it at all. Oh, no, there he went again. Thankfully, Atbash soon arrived and her voice saved him from whatever dark pit his mind would've liked to crawl into. He nodded to confirm her thoughts before gesturing to all the colors and glitters and general art supplies he had brought out. "Ya' can feel free ta' use anythin' ya' see. If ya' need somethin' else tha' ain't 'ere, jus' lemme know n' I'll try ta' find it," he explained before approaching the materials himself and dipping a brush lightly in some soft lavender paint before beginning his own picture. —A GREAT HONOR TO HOLD YOU UP

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