[SE] Capturing a Likeness

Bastien watched with interest as Ronin selected not the expected reds and yellows for his picture, but blues and darker hues, colours one might choose for a lake scene at night. He smiled, liking the creativity on show already. He had always liked those who wished to subvert expectations, and almost wished he had come up with the idea himself, but his own painting had charm, of course. "Always, caro. I may be Ascended but I see no reason to deny myself pleasures. The sun maybe is too much for me when she is fully in the sky, but hidden I find I can make do." He began to paint soft, purple clouds around his sun, partially taking inspiration from the sky before him and partially inventing. He laughed at the idea of being presented a head - if he had been, he would have tried to make something from it, as grisly as the idea was. "So you are now taking innocent farm boys and making them murder, hm? What kind of operation is it you're running in that deceptively warm hall? Do you think your daughter shall be firing arrows before she is walking?" Bastien Start by admitting from cradle to tomb Isn't that long a stay Life is a cabaret, old chum It's only a cabaret, old chum