BASTIEN
While Bastien didn't really like to think of his Sanctuary as disbanded or gone, more...morphed into it's next form, he had to admit it was no longer a guild. The studio remained open for any who wished to use it, the spirit still there, but there simply weren't enough people coming through the Grounds nowadays for it to stay the way it had once been. When he'd heard Amun's offer, he had begrudgingly agreed to make a joint effort of sorts.
Of course, he wouldn't be relinquishing his own studio Sanctuary, but Bastien liked to think this space might be a second area for them to create in.
A little surprised to see Samuel (he'd imagined the little man had been hiding in shadows for the last months, didn't think he had a creative bone in his body), he listened to Amun introduce the space and nodded. "I will paint the outside. By the time I am done, you won't recognise it!" As he was, famously, an artiste, Bastien intended to do a little more than just plain white over the stones outside.
First though, he had to sort the already-there peeling paint. With a scraper and a can-do attitude, he began to scratch away the disrepair.
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Bastien repairs the outside!
Of course, he wouldn't be relinquishing his own studio Sanctuary, but Bastien liked to think this space might be a second area for them to create in.
A little surprised to see Samuel (he'd imagined the little man had been hiding in shadows for the last months, didn't think he had a creative bone in his body), he listened to Amun introduce the space and nodded. "I will paint the outside. By the time I am done, you won't recognise it!" As he was, famously, an artiste, Bastien intended to do a little more than just plain white over the stones outside.
First though, he had to sort the already-there peeling paint. With a scraper and a can-do attitude, he began to scratch away the disrepair.
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Bastien repairs the outside!
Still my heart is heavy
With the hate of some other man's beliefs
With the hate of some other man's beliefs
