Raffaello is sitting on a rooftop balcony at the naval base's administrative building. She has the canvas out and brushes with all sorts of paints present. Raffaello looked around, her fingers holding her chin gently as her hair gently fluttered in the breeze.

"Inspo... Inspo... Maybe the beauty of the sea? Nah, that's too generic... The wind flowing through my hair? Nah, already done that..."

Raffaello kept on think for inspiration, looking at random things and hoping to get an idea.

"If only commander was here... They always gives me inspo... They're my frickin favourite inspo for drawing... Ahh, I'm being sidetracked again...! Inspo, I need inspoooo!"

Raffaello continued to use her full brain power, yet not getting anything notable.