Naptime!

You were both made in the image of Gustave Lafleur, a man neither of you have ever met. If merciful, you never will. But Painters are hardly merciful.

While he is radiant, perfect and loving with Gustave's own name, you are different. An Axon made in the pale shades of the original's real sins. And somehow, still loving. Still for there for each other's counterpart.

Dorian would LOVE to do it personally, but there are stupid reasons bc Tevinter and Rook has never been known to play by Tevinter rules so next best thing ig

They both Paint Gustave Lafleur, their son's lover. Their versions ever different, ever similar.

Aline Paints a man for her son to love, fully and truly.

Renoir Paints a man who loved, perhaps too much.

They both Paint Gustave Lafleur, their son's lover. Their versions ever different, ever similar.

Aline Paints a man for her son to love, fully and truly.

Renoir Paints a man who loved, perhaps too much.

Clea is fighting a solitary war of sorts. What with Aline throwing herself into Verso's Canvas, Renoir chasing after her, and Alicia being far more corpse-like than human.

Instead of any Painters being by her side, seeking a righteous vengeance, Clea finds herself plotting beside her dead brother's lover.

There's thievery, there's burglary, and then there's what these two are doing!

Renata wishes they didn't stoop to stealing from her, but somehow this feels like rubbing salt in the wound.