Lucifer Force
"I get that a lot actually... And you're half right - kinda - about the military I mean... My dad's in the service - Air Force. So I grew up in and around it, so I guess it kinda rubbed off." He shrugged a little and chuckled. "But yeah, I paint - or rather, I'm going to school for painting. I usually do abstract or surreal art - but traditional stuff isn't beyond my scope."
As Carnelian - at least in Leucite's opinon - lost his mind over the fact that Leucite had offered to paint him and Euclase, it left left him - well, at a loss for words for a moment.
Finally, after he pretended to think about it a bit, Leucite finally answered the red-head.
"All I need from you, Carnelian, is for you to have my back - and the backs of all the other Negaverse officers, and be dedicated to our cause." He pointed out over the city. "I offered this to you because we are comrades in arms, brothers in battle against a threat. I may not know you well - but I know you are one of us, senshi or no." He smiled at the other man. "I don't want your money - I'm not worried about the cost. All I want is your loyalty. To me, the cause - it doesn't matter either way."
Offering his hand to the other man he grinned. "How about this. When y'all are ready to have the portrait done you get in touch with me, I will give you my civilian phone number. I will paint you a portrait grand enough to grace your home. I need no compensation - knowing that it helps one of my comrades is recompense enough."
"So what do you say? Shake on it? I promise to not try and break your hand this time."
