*Pit made his way across Neo York City and decided to stop by this one apartment complex that was known to house Blank Slates. Pit walks into the building wearing the helmet, completely concealing his face. He had walked into the building and took the elevator up to the top floor. He got out of the elevator and walked through the corridor until he had found the apartment that belonged to a blank slate that had one a creation competition. Pit had been doing his research and had a few of his angels scouting the young slate. His name was Kellian. He was more skilled with creation than nullification and as such he was seen as a perfect canidate. Pit knocked on the door and waited a few seconds before deciding to materialize a hair pin and screw driver and decided to pick the lock. Pit walked inside quietly, closed the door, and found Kellian on his couch asleep. The TV had drowned out the sound of his entry. Pit smirked at his fortunes and decided to work fast. Pit reached into one of his equipment pouches and found a needle filled with sleep medication and injected Kellian. Pit then places his hand on Kellian's hand and began to focus. Pit closed his eyes inside of the helmet and saw a very large blank canvas. Pit began to paint. He materialized a spray can and went to work... making sure to ignore the voice in his head. It screamed for more color. It dared Pit to unleash a waterfall of color, but Pit knew better. After about 20 minutes Pit opened his eyes and fell to the ground as Kellian awoke, completely aware of his newfound humanity. Pit looked up at Kellian and smiled before his eyes grew even more purple. Pit struggled to his feet and nodded at Kellian before leaving an Angel Card on the table and leaving*
