Creative Inspirations | Monday, period one

[sharp_as_knives]

This week, class had been advised to bring anything they wanted to create with - guitars, chalk, pencil - with them to Portalocity. Hannibal himself had brought a portable - somewhat, anyway; it ran on batteries and had a case - theremin with him. He was wearing (designer, expensive, plaid) jeans and a light sweater along with (expensive, designer, not-plaid) hiking boots.

"Welcome, everybody. This week will be slightly different - we'll be spending the entire class time at our destination, and indulging our creativity there."

//We'll be hitting up an old power station in Perth,// Jono intoned, a backpack over one shoulder and a mischievous glint in his eye. //It's been sitting abandoned for quite some time now, but it's quite the destination for people looking to explore old abandoned tunnels, get into things they generally shouldn't be getting into, and to paint on the walls.//

The bag, of course, was full of spray paint. Because Jono was an excellent role model.

"There are also bound to be some very interesting acoustics, for those of you who may be musically inclined," Hannibal added. "And if you'd like to explore, the tunnels apparently lead down to the sea. Please be careful, but enjoy yourself." He brought out another bag, this one with several hard hats in it. "We are required to wear these while within the structure. Everybody please take one." Not that they could force the students to wear them when they weren't in sight, but that wasn't his concern.

//Paint, explore, sing at the top of your lungs, whatever you see fit. Don't get yourselves hurt - bring a light with you into the tunnels if you do end up going that way - and we'd rather not have to go hunting for you at the end of the class period, but besides that, go nuts.//

And with that, they ushered the students through the portal, Jono opening up the bag of spray paint and flashlights for students to help themselves to once they were on the other side.

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Sign in!

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With spray paint!

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[rebelseekspizza]

Dante

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[candycrushlove]

Maria DeLuca

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[wildandbrave]

Cosette Fauchelevent

Listen to the lecture!

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Wonder what you're in for this time! Or how much your teachers had to bribe to get you in here unharassed.

Explore! Create!

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There are above ground (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fJGj5bXKVuc) levels and below-ground tunnels (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4MudNSuvRVQ). (And many more vids on Youtube if you're so inclined.)

Graffiti! Play music somewhere with cool acoustics! Build things with the rubble!

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[rebelseekspizza]

Yeah, no, totally going for the graffiti.

And after half an hour of spray-painting rude things on the walls, Dante might have even been moved, for just a second, to paint something real.

It wasn't like someone could trace the images of twisting malice to him.

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Assuming your teachers weren't watching, that was.

Not that Hannibal was watching everybody all the time, but given the colors of paint and the sounds of footsteps in various places, it wasn't hard to determine after the fact.

An interesting picture; Hannibal made note of it.

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[candycrushlove]

Maria did not bring her guitar because she didn't want to risk anything happening to it.

However, she was happily singing softly as she made spray paint designs along the walls -- covering up curse words and other things with flowers and musical notes.

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Hannibal watched briefly as she passed by, smiling and nodding. "Enjoying the change?"

Explore! Create!

[candycrushlove]

Maria turned her head to smile at him and nodded. "This is amazing, sir."

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"Beauty may come where you wouldn't think to see it," Hannibal said. "Or hear it." He flicked his hands in the air around the theremin, running up the scale before settling back into the tune he'd been working on. "Or taste it." He smirked. "I am a big believer in the beauty in all things."

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[candycrushlove]

These were all reasons that Dr. Lecter was one of her absolute favorite teachers. He was an artist and he enjoyed playing with the instruments just like she did.

"I love finding beauty where most people don't think to look."

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[wildandbrave]

Cosette, naturally, was determined to see if she could find her way out to the sea through the tunnels, because that was what happened when you told her it was a possibility.

That youthful soprano singing a mix of arias and more folksy songs down along the tunnels? That would be her.

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Every now and again, a phrase of Cosette's would catch Hannibal's ear, and if she were paying attention, she might hear the theremin provide a complementary background to her tune.

Talk to the teachers!

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Once they ping in!

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Hannibal...would probably spend some time painting later. But before he got his hands dirty, he wanted to try a bit of music in the large main entrance. All the hallways and empty windows would probably make for some interesting echoes.

He set up his theremin and played a bit, just aimless composition. It probably made everybody's experience a bit more eerie.

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[furnaceface]

As the students were dispersing to go do their exploring, Jono was making his way over to Hannibal, a hard-hat that he'd spray-painted black well before class sitting atop his head, and his hands behind his back. Yes, there was absolutely a mischievous glint in his eye.

//Couldn't help but notice that none of these hats were particularly complementary to your style,// he mused. //So I took it upon myself to remedy that for you.//

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Hannibal gave him a wary but amused look. "Oh?"

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[furnaceface]

//It took a bit of work, you know,// Jono mused, producing a hard-hat from behind his back that had been meticulously coated in duct-tape so that all the lines properly matched up, //to get one that was actually your style. But miraculously, I managed.//

He was a little shit sometimes, but hey, it was love.

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[furnaceface]

Jono... surprisingly didn't bring his guitar today. Mostly because it would've been a pain to carry around along with the bag of spray paint, really. Which was fine, because while he was shite at drawing and the like, he actually wasn't so bad at certain sorts of graffiti.

Particularly not the sort that he used to do all of the time as a calling card of sorts with his team.

So if he spent a good part of the class period just poking around at the other graffiti already on the walls, and then decided to cover up some of the more crude nonsense with the New Warriors insignia...

Look, he resented them far less than the X.

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"Nostalgic?" Hannibal asked.

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[furnaceface]

//Maybe a touch,// Jono allowed, picking up another paint can and giving it a shake. //I'm not much of a painter, but this one... I guess it just sort of happens when I'm holding the spray paint, these days, after all. It was about this time a few years ago the New Warriors... our incarnation of the New Warriors... suffered their first casualties. And now we've disbanded, have been for years.//

He shook his head a little.

//They were all rather good people.//

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Hannibal came to stand next to him, looking at the graffiti but with his arm brushing Jono's. "Who else was there, apart from Ms Lee?"

OOC!

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