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A museum...that was the newest attraction this place had to offer, then. Prelati couldn’t say it interested her terribly. Not only had she and her life partners lived through the much-lauded High Renaissance and seen the rise and fall of every European art period since, but...well, things had changed since her arrival. Something was missing. Someone was missing. And it crushed her deeply as it did Cagliostro, of course. She just chose to hide it where her partner had made no such attempt to mask her frustration and sorrow.
But this was not simply a place of spectacle. It was a place of creation, where the residents could come and make their own art to display in the museum. Perhaps it was the sort of outlet she needed at a time like this...if not to get her negative feelings out, then to put her positive ones out on display.
She worked in complete silence, the only noise from her immediate area being the swift etchings of pencil on canvas. Not even the rubbing of an eraser to dismiss a stray mark- erasure would be unnecessary if this piece would be completed as she believed it would be, of course, but she found she was hardly making any stray marks. Had she been a genius at this trade and never notice it? Could her works have eclipsed Da Vinci’s before pretentious art historians even got to agonize over his most mediocre masterpiece’s facial expression? Or...was it simply the effects of the “optimized” tools this place had provided them with, ensuring that her artistic vision would be preserved in its most perfect state?
It didn’t matter to her. What mattered was turning to Cagliostro, who stood some feet away, and displaying the work. It was a portrait of Saint-Germain, dressed in a beautiful Baroque gown, hair drawn back into the style she wore when her Faust Robe was active. So well was her image captured that it was as if she stood modeling before her...even though this city had long since taken her from them.
“Here we go. If you wanted to paint over this, that would be fine- she would probably appreciate knowing we worked together on it.”