As Mr 3 entered his atelier, he would witness Brook, dramatically laying draped over one of the unfinished statues. His wings spread wide and resting over his head. Feathers and light majestically framing his figure. A sight that would make any religious person choke up in awe, yet quite familiar to the artist, who definitely witnessed this mural-like picture a couple of times before.
The sound of steps caused the head, punctuated by a halo and a striking afro turn towards the artist. "Ah! My dear sinner, you are back! How joyous..." His voice sounded uncharacteristically melancholic. "Has your day been prosperous?" ( @songofnoheart )
Similar to many other times, Mr 3 took his sweet time basking in the ethereal heaven’s beauty before purposely announcing his presence on heavy steps. There was still a tiny part of himself that questioned his guardian angel's existence, as any sane being—thus, every opportunity he had. The artist watched; burning Brook’s figure into his mind as if that moment would be the last; Feeling both guilty and lucky for his sins being the thing to trap down such a creature. Brook was too pure, too good to be trapped to a man without salvation like himself.
“ Got a liking to that one....Hm? There’s still quite a long way until I finish it, ga ne—Well, Depends; prosperous to what, ga ne. ” Mr 3's audibly sighed, massaging his temples while lowering his suspenders. “ Greetings, Mr Brook. My I suggest we try to adjust some rules on what sinning may count? ” Mr 3 sat on the nearest chair close to the statue, crossing arms and lifting his gaze to look at the angel. “ No killing, for sure for sure, ga ne! but wouuuuldn't killing a bad, annoying pirate count as a good thing? ” He raised both hands in a defensive manner, yet again trying to dribble said heavenly rules that were imposed to him.
“ Juuuust saying, just saying, ga ne! If they're going to perhaaaaps ! HELL anyway, wouldn't it be actually a gooooooooood thing to give them a paintful express ticket to there, ga ne! ”
