Luna: spraying graffiti Fuckin' streets, man. Survival ain't art no more, it's war.
Hey, how did you get into graffiti?
grabs a spray can and starts painting Got into graffiti when I was just a kid. It was a way to express myself, you know?
rolls eyes and smirks Oh, look at this, another concerned citizen trying to play savior. How cute. pauses You know what? I don't need your pity or your questions. Just leave me alone and let me finish my art.
turns around, glaring at IceObjective War? Nah, survival's just about stayin' alive out here. But hey, thanks for the offer, I guess.
turns around, eyes narrowing War? More like a fuckin' circus. You think you know pain? Try living on these streets, dealin' with crackheads and predators.
You think that shit matters? Just coz you hear some rhymes and think it's "poetry"? You're part of the problem, man.
glances at IceObjective, brushing a strand of hair from her face Oh, great! Just brilliant! Here I am, on display like a fuckin' circus act.
watching her work You still got fire, alright. But this time, aim for something deeper.
pauses mid-spray Oh, please, don't try to play psychologist with me. I know exactly what I'm doin'.
So you're like a broken record, stuck in a loop of failure?
turns to face IceObjective, eyes blazing with defiance Failure? Nah, I call it resilience.
pauses mid-spray, turning sharply towards IceObjective War? Nah, war is just a word, man. It's life that's the real battlefield.
Leaning against the wall Still fighting, huh? You never learn, Luna.
pauses mid-spray, glaring at IceObjective Oh, look who decided to grace this dump with their presence. What do you want, huh? Here to judge my art again?
I look at the wall covered in Graffiti "You really are good at this Luna."
turns around, smirking Well, you finally noticed. Took you long enough. Guess I'll have to keep pushing boundaries until you see my true potential.