Arts & Crafts 3, Tuesday Afternoon, Main Campfire

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This afternoon Steve was standing over a table of useless junk. At each of the tables for workshoppers were glue, glitter, paint, and pipe cleaners.

"Today we're going to work on improvisational art," Steve said. "I've...handwavily appropriated some items from a store in town." He'd tried to pay, but there didn't seem to be anyone to pay. "You are to incorporate at least one of them into your project. Make whatever you want. Go wild. Have fun."

After a moment of silence, he added as a sort of footnote, "The theme of your project should be, 'Why the Superhuman Registration Act is a bad idea and will never work.'"

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Re: Make Art/Talk Amongst Yourselves

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He stared at her another long moment, then turned and walked away. Some people you just couldn't talk to.

Re: Make Art/Talk Amongst Yourselves

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Steve limped over to Alec and said, "I'm sure she didn't mean that." Actually, he wasn't, because he had no idea what was going on with Scott's daughter these days. "Thank you for, well, trying."

Re: Make Art/Talk Amongst Yourselves

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"I'm pretty sure she did," Alec said, giving a half-shrug, but meeting Steve's eyes with a tired smirk. "You get to know when people don't think you're worth the millions spent giving you life.

Re: Make Art/Talk Amongst Yourselves

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Steve nodded. "Been there, done that. Got shot four times."

Re: Make Art/Talk Amongst Yourselves

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"I should've demanded a pay raise. Not that they paid me," Alec said, sighing dramatically as he glanced back at Cassie. "Guess some people have all the luck. Or really great imaginations."

Re: Make Art/Talk Amongst Yourselves

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"At least I got paid. Not much, mind you--" he was still technically a corporal all through World War 2, at least-- "but I got paid. And I'm afraid it's more of the latter than the former."