Picassa
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((As you enter her room, you see dozens of paintings thrown around the room, both old and new. A lithe, tall, female form is in the corner, mumbling as she creates her latest piece.))
Yessss...That'sssss gooood... I notice you, and I stop. My creative pursuit has been disturbed and interrupted by an unexpected guest. I am tempted to show you the "death painting"