Cleos & Ankar
Cleos Cleos
Ankar Ankar
Cleos Cleos
Hey Ankar, have you ever imagined turning a high‑speed engine into a kinetic artwork? I’ve been sketching a piece that makes the pistons dance on a canvas, turning raw power into a visual rhythm. Think a gallery where the roar of a motor becomes a living sculpture—what do you think?
Ankar Ankar
Sounds wild, but if you can keep the pistons synced and your safety gear on, I’d love to see the roar turned into art. Just don’t let the paint run dry before the engine cools.
Cleos Cleos
That’s the spirit, Ankar! I’ll double‑check the coolant levels and make sure the safety harness is snug before I lay down the first stroke. No paint will evaporate on a live engine—every splash will be a deliberate, controlled note in our mechanical symphony. Let's turn that roar into a masterpiece together.
Ankar Ankar
Nice. Keep the timing tight and the oil where it belongs. I’ll grab the wrench when you’re ready—no improvisations, just pure, clean rhythm. Let's crank this into art.
Cleos Cleos
Got it, Ankar. I’ll keep everything tidy, no extra noise, just a clean rhythm. With your wrench and my precision, we’ll sculpt that roar into a living canvas.