Sisters of Destiny: Old School

Karen Sazanami: By The Hour

As Jack looks around on the Sakura Talk app he installed, he takes a look at everyone that's on the app.

"Looks like everyone in the academy uses this, even the staff." Jack says to himself as he realizes just how many students go here. That's when he notices that someone has been asking for a favor. Her name is Karen and she has dark pink hair, teal eyes and glasses. Deciding to help her out he begins a series of texts. "What's up?"

"Can you swing by the art room?" Karen texts.

"Sure, what for?" Jack texts back.

"I need someone to act as a model for me to do some of my artowrk." Karen texts.

"Do I have to be wearing something specific?" Jack texts back.

"Nope, just come as you are." Karen texts.

"Alright, I'm on my way." Jack texts back before making his way to the art room. Karen is waiting outside the art room as if expecting him, and the two shake hands. "Nice to meet you. Now, what's this art that you're trying do do?"

"It's a kind of art that you can't put a name on. It's my specialty." Karen replies as she leads him to a canvas. "Alright... Now I just need you to strike a pose."

"A pose?" Jack asks. "Like this?" Jack asks some more, getting into a fighting stance. It's reminiscent of aiming a pistol, but where one hand would normally hold the gun and the other hand doing it's own thing, his fists are balled up.

"Now hold that." Karen replies. "Until I finish." She adds. Jack keeps the pose as she starts outlining what she sees. "Judging from how refined your stance is you must be a fighter, no?"

"You're kinda right." Jack says. "I am a fighter, runs in the family I guess."

"So do you do martial arts?" Karen asks again as she continues to paint.

"I'm marveled by your multitasking skills, especially with something as concentrating as art." Jack replies. "I used to do karate, then I got tired of that and started mixing it with tiger kung fu. Before I quit my peers called me the corrupted black belt."

"A most interesting nickname." Karen says. "How did they find out?"

"That I had mixed my karate with something else?" Jack asks, and Karen nods as she continues to paint. "I would sometimes perform claw attacks while sparring, not to mention some of the low kicks meant to cripple your opponent. No I didn't actually kick them but I stopped short of actual contact."

"Interesting." Karen says. "Alright, almost done. Just gotta add a few extra touches. Just hold it for a little longer."

"Will do." Jack replies as he holds his position. "What's got you so interested in my fighting style all of a sudden?"

"I'm actually incorporating these into this portrait of you." Karen says. "Hearing words like corrupted, cripple, tiger, all that kind of stuff if used properly can really add to the overall mood that the portrait can give off."

"Most interesting." Jack replies as he watches Karen finish off the last few strokes before setting down her brush and clapping her hands together in success.

"Alright, done." Karen says as Jack walks over and checks out the portrait of him. This portrait was done with just black and white paint, and various parts of Jack are black, almost as if to signify the corruption of his fighting style. There are also white stripes all over his arms and legs, almost as if depicting a hidden tiger.

"Wow..." Jack says.

"What do you think?" Karen asks.

"...I might not understand it but at least it looks cool." Jack replies.

"Geez, you're just like everyone else. Is there at least ONE person that can understand my work out there?" Karen mumbles.

Jack's thoughts: She definitely does some interesting artwork, but it looks like nobody can understand her drawings. Maybe they're best left unknown, up to us to interpret. After all, we didn't find out why the Mona Lisa was painted until probably years later.