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[Oh look. It's a Tsukasa. How nice! Tsukasa's curled up under a tree, with a little portable desk, some pens, and some pencils, along with a few erasers. The little not!Wavemaster is sketching, though if one were to look over her shoulder or at the sketches that have been discarded, something... doesn't look quite right. The scenery is detailed, sure, but the people, when they appear in the drawings, look... off. Faces are either blank, or just look plain frightening.]

[... She might have a few that aren't so disturbing, but you'll have to ask, specifically.]