The garden turned out to be more of a distraction than Iris originally planned for. There was a beauty there, one she'd seen countless times of course, but never like she did now. Her training to separate the colors and what was actually real had opened her eyes to a lot. Right now? She could see the natural color of the flowers as they blended with the various shades around them. It'd pulled her attention, consumed it.
Her canvas was a lot cleaner than her spray paint. After.. Well, numerous encounters and people reminding her that she was essentially tagging and that was illegal, she'd opted to start using other mediums to paint or draw. She sat on the ground as the cloth covered slab floated in front of her. She hadn't intended it, but she didn't have an easel and well, what better time to also practice?
Blue paint was still covering her arms, cheeks, robe, hair. She had little care for her personal appearance or keeping clean as she painted. The only objective that mattered was getting what she saw on paper (or brick walls as was the usual case). So much so she didn't notice
Briana Sal-Soren
arrive, or even hear her fellow padawan address her. There was a noticeable silence filled only with the sound of a brush against dried paint before the girl blinked some seconds later.
She leaned back, her bright and oddly colored eyes falling on the Corellian as if she just heard everything that was said.
"Oh. Hello." A soft smile formed on her lips before she turned her attention back to the canvas. She'd only
gotten the blues on it so far, but the rest would have to wait. Reaching out a hand she plucked the canvas from where it floated before setting it on the ground. Right, no getting distracted. Iris would stand then, turning to more properly face Briana.
"I'm glad you could make it."