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nexus_crossings2020-04-09 04:49 pm
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how long has it been
It has been quite a few months since Hunter was last seen around the Nexus. His Starfleet studies have kept the tattooed man quite busy in that time. And with exams now out of the way, he needed to get back to a place that felt like home. To see the friends that he missed. And of course, distract himself from still being somewhat separated from his boyfriend.
Hunter sets up an artist pedestal, and places a white canvas on it.
"I have had an interesting time in the past while... learning about peacekeeping and diplomacy efforts. And having the chance to interact with other species from other worlds."
"It makes me realize the opportunity that the Nexus gives us... to learn from other worlds and cultures and species. And to give and get advice from those who visit this place."
"Who have you met that meant the most to you?" Hunter asks his question. "Also... I am accepting commissions again. So if you have someone in mind that you want a drawing off... let me know."
Hunter sets up an artist pedestal, and places a white canvas on it.
"I have had an interesting time in the past while... learning about peacekeeping and diplomacy efforts. And having the chance to interact with other species from other worlds."
"It makes me realize the opportunity that the Nexus gives us... to learn from other worlds and cultures and species. And to give and get advice from those who visit this place."
"Who have you met that meant the most to you?" Hunter asks his question. "Also... I am accepting commissions again. So if you have someone in mind that you want a drawing off... let me know."
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"Definitely anytime you want to hang out with another artist, I would be happy to be there for you. In fact, you are more than welcome to come to my studio too, if you wanted."
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He's making light, but it was a matter of time before his liver imploded, and he knows that now. But this is too dark a topic for a nice day. "I would love to see your studio! The angel has a room set up in his apartment for me, but I'd like a little more space, myself. Even if I'm not out all the time."
Realizing that's a statement that might require some clarification, he adds: "What I mean is, my body is an angelic vessel. I share it with an angel named Balthazar. He's taking a back seat right now but if you see me again and it doesn't seem like me, it's him."
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Hunter listens to the explanation about the angel. And nods. Of course he believes the statement. His own life revolved around a connection with a witch.
"Will he remember this conversation?"