[hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=c4df9b]Priscilla Harker[/color][/b][/i][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=c4df9b][b]Location:[/b][/color] Main Deck(Open Air Lounge)
[b][color=c4df9b]Skills:[/color][/b] Great Observation, Painting(Mainly sketching) 
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	Priscilla quickly found herself a nice seat to take in the Lounge and started drawing. At first she was just drawing a few random lines, searching for the inspiration, but then it was as if a switch was turned inside her head. Flashes of the view and the possible angles, the lights and shades of the image that was before her eyes all mixed together to form something truly spectacular inside her head.

	It was at that very moment that her entire focus was drawn into the thing she was drawing. There were no other passengers, there were no other things to pull her attention away. She was seeing and paying attention to nothing else but her pencil and the paper she was drawing upon. All her attention gathered into each stroke of the pencil as she was performing the act of creating something spectacular of her very own. A small masterpiece she could show as her own accomplishment. 

	Despite the fact she only had a pencil to work on, it also provided benefits beside the negatives. The sharpness and the contrast between the places of dark shadow and light were way more focused on. The reflections of the light upon the dark water in the very night. The outlines off the shore and everything around it. It was all forming together and she loved every moment of drawing it!