Smiling at the eccentric trio she held out three of her cards. "Please do give me a call. I love a challenge and working off someone else's vision is just that."
She wondered about asking them questions about Nachton but from their comments they were not locals, so she refrained. "If you dont mind me asking, what has brought you all to Nachton?"
Noticing a well dressed gentleman behind the group she smiled welcomingly at him before turning her attention back to the trio. They were so fun, not pretentious or snooty. What a relief from those stuffy 'movers & shakers' who thought more of themselves than anyone else.
Ramsey's Gallery of Fine Art
The two story ice blue victorian replica sat on the artsy end of the strip. Amid a few antique shops, one Asian artifact gallery and several other art galleries. The whole structure was the art gallery. Inside there were two main downstairs rooms, painted in tastefull creamy gray and lit appropriatly, at the artwork. There was one sweeping staircase that led upstairs to three private showing rooms and an office. Each floor had restrooms, 3 stalls each, done with a pale blue and cream floral paper and cream beadboard.
In the downstairs there was the sunset room, with soft periwinkle fainting couches and even a few arm chairs. The other downstairs room displayed the sunrises with benches of pale pine with soft natural toned silk cusions. There were small tables in both rooms, in the pale pine, discretely placed about with glass tops for people to place their drinks upon.
The stairwell held a reception area, coat closet and fine silk wall coverings in an ancient smokey gray. There was a pine bench and blue armchair as well as some sculpture set on the blocks placed about or attached to the wall for smaller pieces.
Up the stairs lead to a small hallway in the same silken gray that lead to six doors in a small landing area. The bathrooms were clearly marked but the other rooms had doors flung wide open for the event. One housed the darker paintings on its eggplant toned walls. The dark grey striped room held barely a dozen moonscapes. The last showing room held scenes from Nachton on its creamy walls with beadboard base. The office was just that, desk, chairs and a few tables.
Plants were strewn about and hanging from ceilings but never obscuring the paintings. The light pine floors gleamed with polish but the stairs had a pale gray carpet runner.
There was a black velvet rope cordoning off the gallery but the sign outside proudly announced the Galla Black Tie event of the Opening of the Showing of Nyra McGurn at 7:30pm.
Nyra
19 years ago
Xerxes Asha
19 years ago
Xerxes looked quietly on as the group spoke amoung themselves. When he noticed the artist smile at him, he took it as his queue to introduce himself and took a small, soft step foward.
He extended his hand and allowed a kind smile to light his face, "Hello, my name is Xerxes and I am most interested in your art work. It seems am not the only one," he nodded towards the three crowded nearby.
"I had hoped to have you do a few pieces for my home, but it seems as though I may be waiting awhile," he said with a polite chuckle.
Xerxes sighed and gestured to the gallery around him, "Quite the reception, I am sure you are proud."
He extended his hand and allowed a kind smile to light his face, "Hello, my name is Xerxes and I am most interested in your art work. It seems am not the only one," he nodded towards the three crowded nearby.
"I had hoped to have you do a few pieces for my home, but it seems as though I may be waiting awhile," he said with a polite chuckle.
Xerxes sighed and gestured to the gallery around him, "Quite the reception, I am sure you are proud."
Nyra
19 years ago
Shaking the gentleman's hand, Nyra was glad that she had her business cards and photos handy.
"Pleasure to meet you Xerxes." She said as she shook his hand. "If you dont mind waiting in line I can assuradly get to your special order in a reasonable time frame."
Nyra looked around swiftly at the throng in the gallery. "I am happy that there appear to be people here to enjoy the art. Its the overabundance of social networking and ladder climbing that disturbs me at these things. I suppose if one only invited serious art aficionados, the party would be quite a bit smaller."
Belatedly realizing that she could very well be insulting the man, she offered a small apologetic smile.
"Pleasure to meet you Xerxes." She said as she shook his hand. "If you dont mind waiting in line I can assuradly get to your special order in a reasonable time frame."
Nyra looked around swiftly at the throng in the gallery. "I am happy that there appear to be people here to enjoy the art. Its the overabundance of social networking and ladder climbing that disturbs me at these things. I suppose if one only invited serious art aficionados, the party would be quite a bit smaller."
Belatedly realizing that she could very well be insulting the man, she offered a small apologetic smile.
Xerxes Asha
19 years ago
Xerxes' expression became grave and serious. He did in fact look insulted. However, he never really was good at keeping a straight face when trying to joke and soon broke into warm laughter.
"Ahhh, true indeed. But," he said with a raised eyebrow and lowered his voice to a whisper, "some of those stuffy art folk are just as bad as the Barbie and Ken dolls you see now, don't you think?"
He turned to the others who had been talking to the woman before him, Nyra he thought he had overheard her called.
"My apologies ladies and gentleman," he said and bowed slightly, "I didn't mean to interrupt. Please forgive me."
"Ahhh, true indeed. But," he said with a raised eyebrow and lowered his voice to a whisper, "some of those stuffy art folk are just as bad as the Barbie and Ken dolls you see now, don't you think?"
He turned to the others who had been talking to the woman before him, Nyra he thought he had overheard her called.
"My apologies ladies and gentleman," he said and bowed slightly, "I didn't mean to interrupt. Please forgive me."
Nyra
19 years ago
"Oh how silly of me, I am Nyra McGurn. These three lovely people and I are discussing commissions as well. Though silly me, talking about art before getting names for everyone. My apologies."
Her smile was still bright despite the embarassment of not knowing names. Blushing slightly she handed a card to Xerxes. As the trio had her photo's he would just have to wait in line. They seemed so wistfull over far away places she wondered why they lived here instead of there. Hopefully she would get a chance to know them better if they requested a com piece.
Her smile was still bright despite the embarassment of not knowing names. Blushing slightly she handed a card to Xerxes. As the trio had her photo's he would just have to wait in line. They seemed so wistfull over far away places she wondered why they lived here instead of there. Hopefully she would get a chance to know them better if they requested a com piece.
Jan
19 years ago
Jan looked at his sister and shook his head.
"She's right that's Amsterdam." Laughing, he said. "Oh, I'm sure we could find some way of getting in trouble in Austria without the use of legal or illegal drugs."
He looked up and over at the Middle Eastern man that Nyra greeted and then back to the artist.
"I think we all forgot ourselves in the course of our more interesting conversation. I'm Jan and this is my sister, Nova, the art climber and this is my friend, Amberelle." He gestured to the ladies standing near him.
Answering her question, he smiled.
"I came to Nachton with my father. He had business opportunities here." Simon -was- his father in a way, certainly as much or more than Nova was his sister and business opportunities would be the best way to describe Tacharan's efforts to claim the right of clanhood.
"She's right that's Amsterdam." Laughing, he said. "Oh, I'm sure we could find some way of getting in trouble in Austria without the use of legal or illegal drugs."
He looked up and over at the Middle Eastern man that Nyra greeted and then back to the artist.
"I think we all forgot ourselves in the course of our more interesting conversation. I'm Jan and this is my sister, Nova, the art climber and this is my friend, Amberelle." He gestured to the ladies standing near him.
Answering her question, he smiled.
"I came to Nachton with my father. He had business opportunities here." Simon -was- his father in a way, certainly as much or more than Nova was his sister and business opportunities would be the best way to describe Tacharan's efforts to claim the right of clanhood.
Amberelle DeEspionne
19 years ago
Amby had been glancing up from the art book, studying the newcomer as he introduced himself in between flipping pages slowly. He oozed a sexy, confident aura. 'Definately a timeless quality about him, and very handsome too. Yummy. Haven't seen him around, and the others don't know him.. Maybe a human?' Pondering that for a moment she wasn't sure. Too bad she hadn't studied him moving as he came in, could have been easier to tell. She mentally shrugged it off as unimportant right now.
Jan made introductions and she blushed faintly, embarassed she had forgotten her manners. At least Nyra didn't seem offended at their oversight. Closing the book gently, she smiled at Nyra then the dark skinned gentleman.
Please, pardon my lapse in manners. As for me, I've just moved to Nachton recently. I came to stay with some cousins and get to know the East coast part of our family.
Jan made introductions and she blushed faintly, embarassed she had forgotten her manners. At least Nyra didn't seem offended at their oversight. Closing the book gently, she smiled at Nyra then the dark skinned gentleman.
Please, pardon my lapse in manners. As for me, I've just moved to Nachton recently. I came to stay with some cousins and get to know the East coast part of our family.
Nova
19 years ago
Nova grinned at Amberelle and Jan, shaking her head.
Wow, I'm really flunking geography today. Maybe we shouldn't race; I might get lost on the straight shot. And who says I would look for trouble? Maybe I just want to see the place.
She felt a prickle at the back of her neck, a vague sense of being watched. Hard to say for sure, still being young with perception, but she took a short look around and saw some guy hanging out near them. She considered saying something along the lines of 'What are you looking at?' but he stepped up on his own.
Nova went back to looking at the pictures over Amberelle's shoulder, half listening to the conversation. All this 'begging your pardon' and 'oh, forgive my manners' stuff was pretty much lost on her, and she felt it best to let the people who cared about that crap deal with that stuff. If some guy wanted to join them, she was fine with that; they could always lose him if he turned out to be a tremendous dork or something. She looked up and beamed at Jan's introduction of her, though, as though 'the art climber' were a rank of nobility. She nodded to her brother and gave this Xerxes fellow another once over before answering.
Yeah, I pretty much followed the work here as well.
Wow, I'm really flunking geography today. Maybe we shouldn't race; I might get lost on the straight shot. And who says I would look for trouble? Maybe I just want to see the place.
She felt a prickle at the back of her neck, a vague sense of being watched. Hard to say for sure, still being young with perception, but she took a short look around and saw some guy hanging out near them. She considered saying something along the lines of 'What are you looking at?' but he stepped up on his own.
Nova went back to looking at the pictures over Amberelle's shoulder, half listening to the conversation. All this 'begging your pardon' and 'oh, forgive my manners' stuff was pretty much lost on her, and she felt it best to let the people who cared about that crap deal with that stuff. If some guy wanted to join them, she was fine with that; they could always lose him if he turned out to be a tremendous dork or something. She looked up and beamed at Jan's introduction of her, though, as though 'the art climber' were a rank of nobility. She nodded to her brother and gave this Xerxes fellow another once over before answering.
Yeah, I pretty much followed the work here as well.
Xerxes Asha
19 years ago
Xerxes smiled at each of the art enthusiasts as they were introduced, takinga moment to study each.
The young man had the look of someone who knew a lot more then one would expect. He also looked as though he knew more then you wanted him to. 'My kinda kid,' Xerxes thought. He inwardly chuckled, as well, for his presence here made it abundantly clear what race he belonged to. At least to those that knew.
The woman introduced as Nova looked as though she too had a michievious streak, though, Xerxes admitted to himself, she seemed to clean up well enough.
He noticed the blonde haired woman glancing his way occassionally and tried to hide his smile. He couldn't help but find her attractive, no matter how hard he tried not to.
As Xerxes hadn't much to say he quietly listened to the conversation.
The young man had the look of someone who knew a lot more then one would expect. He also looked as though he knew more then you wanted him to. 'My kinda kid,' Xerxes thought. He inwardly chuckled, as well, for his presence here made it abundantly clear what race he belonged to. At least to those that knew.
The woman introduced as Nova looked as though she too had a michievious streak, though, Xerxes admitted to himself, she seemed to clean up well enough.
He noticed the blonde haired woman glancing his way occassionally and tried to hide his smile. He couldn't help but find her attractive, no matter how hard he tried not to.
As Xerxes hadn't much to say he quietly listened to the conversation.
Amberelle DeEspionne
19 years ago
Done glancing through the artist's photo album for the moment, she glanced over her shoulder at Nova and gestured towards it, offering to let the redhead take it. She looked over at Xerxes and smiled warmly.
If you are interested in Ms McGurn's services, you really should look through her previous works here. There are some truely magnifique pieces.
Turning back to the woman who she decided reminded her of sunshine, from the warmth she seemed to eminate to those around her, Amberelle tilted her head and looked at Nyra thoughtfully. So tell us Nyra, if you are from the West Coast, what brings you all the way across the States to Nachton?
If you are interested in Ms McGurn's services, you really should look through her previous works here. There are some truely magnifique pieces.
Turning back to the woman who she decided reminded her of sunshine, from the warmth she seemed to eminate to those around her, Amberelle tilted her head and looked at Nyra thoughtfully. So tell us Nyra, if you are from the West Coast, what brings you all the way across the States to Nachton?
Nyra
19 years ago
Happy to be making some friends Nyra smiled brightly. "Well actually I was approached by Mr. Bertrand, the manager to do a show here. Apparently someone, or a large group of someones, really enjoys my work. Which from his expression right now, I would say he was correct."
She watched the manager practically bounce down the stairs with invoices clutched in his hand. He was beaming as he approached the group. It was all she could do to restrain a giggle at the older portly man's demeanor.
She watched the manager practically bounce down the stairs with invoices clutched in his hand. He was beaming as he approached the group. It was all she could do to restrain a giggle at the older portly man's demeanor.
Bertrand
19 years ago
Having been approached by three other customers had made his evening. He had already finished the sales of several paintings which put a spring into his step. Finding the flamboyant youths near his artist made him smile jovially.
Upon joining the group he handed the invoices, along with a brochure for the galleries other works and information on how the piece would be moved to their desired location. Now he just needed payment to hand over the bill of sale.
"Here you two go, I just need some personal information as well as the delivery location with the payment and your artwork can be home with you by tomorrow."
He smiled and nodded to the well dressed man he did not know. Introductions could wait though, till after the current business was completed. He hoped these two did not back out now, he already disappointed someone by hanging a sold sign on the piece Mr. Yager picked out.
Upon joining the group he handed the invoices, along with a brochure for the galleries other works and information on how the piece would be moved to their desired location. Now he just needed payment to hand over the bill of sale.
"Here you two go, I just need some personal information as well as the delivery location with the payment and your artwork can be home with you by tomorrow."
He smiled and nodded to the well dressed man he did not know. Introductions could wait though, till after the current business was completed. He hoped these two did not back out now, he already disappointed someone by hanging a sold sign on the piece Mr. Yager picked out.
Jan
19 years ago
Jan smiled at the manager's return with news that the painting he was looking at was still available to be bought. He took the offered paperwork and began to fill it out quietly. He looked up at Nova and said.
"Are you sure there isn't something you'd like to take home? Or maybe your office...its depressingly...sterile in there."
Of course she was a scientist and labs weren't known for their decor but Jan would find working in the bright white room with it shiny steel instruments and various glass works and equipment to be a huge damper on his mood. A nice painting to be able to look up at would be nice. He figured that he would put the one he bought in his room where he could gaze at it from his desk while he waited for the music and the lyrics to come.
"So how do you like the city so far?" He asked Nyra and handed his finished paperwork back to Bertrand.
"Are you sure there isn't something you'd like to take home? Or maybe your office...its depressingly...sterile in there."
Of course she was a scientist and labs weren't known for their decor but Jan would find working in the bright white room with it shiny steel instruments and various glass works and equipment to be a huge damper on his mood. A nice painting to be able to look up at would be nice. He figured that he would put the one he bought in his room where he could gaze at it from his desk while he waited for the music and the lyrics to come.
"So how do you like the city so far?" He asked Nyra and handed his finished paperwork back to Bertrand.
Nova
19 years ago
Nova took the book and paged through it, raising her eyebrows occasionally. At Amberelle's suggestion, she looked up at Xerxes and tipped the book forward, inviting him to look with her.
It hadn't occurred to her to purchase a painting for herself, and she considered it for only a moment before shaking her head.
Maybe next time; I'll just come over and visit you when I get the urge to see a painting. And my office isn't depressing, it's functional. Anything I put in there is liable to get messed up anyways. She looked to the rest of the group, explaining with a totally serious expression. I work with hazmats. She tilted her head to one side. Say...that's a good teeshirt idea.
While a little decoration probably wouldn't hurt her office, she found herself quite incapable of keeping nice things...nice. Jan's place was a much better home for a painting than the quarters she hardly ever slept in or the office where something could happen to it.
It hadn't occurred to her to purchase a painting for herself, and she considered it for only a moment before shaking her head.
Maybe next time; I'll just come over and visit you when I get the urge to see a painting. And my office isn't depressing, it's functional. Anything I put in there is liable to get messed up anyways. She looked to the rest of the group, explaining with a totally serious expression. I work with hazmats. She tilted her head to one side. Say...that's a good teeshirt idea.
While a little decoration probably wouldn't hurt her office, she found herself quite incapable of keeping nice things...nice. Jan's place was a much better home for a painting than the quarters she hardly ever slept in or the office where something could happen to it.
Xerxes Asha
19 years ago
Xerxes shuffled a bit aside when the manager of the building came bursting down the stairs, grinning excitedly. Yes, this woman was talented, maybe with a bit of time she would make her name strong enough to withstand the horrors of antiquity and time. Xerxes had met more then a few artists, some of them had since been forgotten, while others had their paintings hanging in the Louvre.
He noted Nova look towards him and he stepped around beside her, brushing past Amberelle on the way. He smiled an apology at her and peered at the album. As Nova flipped the pages he scanned each image. He wasn't a huge art buff, he didn't appreciate art for some of the reasons others thought was important. If a piece or style appealed to him, he bought it; he cared little for the name attached to the work. Though great artists make great work, Xerxes was all too understanding of the fact that artwork was a medium. A medium between the artist and the focus, the artist and the audience and the art and one's soul. It wasn't about the signature hidden on the back on in the corner.
After a few slowly turned pages Xerxes looked up between the bits of conversation flitting by and complimented Nyra, "I have lived a long time and I haven't seen many pieces that compare to this. You are quite talented - I hope that many can come to appreciate your work."
He doubted his comment would seem all too straightfoward but guaged the reactions of those around him carefully. Every word had been intentional and he knew that by people's reactions he could learn. Learn he would.
He noted Nova look towards him and he stepped around beside her, brushing past Amberelle on the way. He smiled an apology at her and peered at the album. As Nova flipped the pages he scanned each image. He wasn't a huge art buff, he didn't appreciate art for some of the reasons others thought was important. If a piece or style appealed to him, he bought it; he cared little for the name attached to the work. Though great artists make great work, Xerxes was all too understanding of the fact that artwork was a medium. A medium between the artist and the focus, the artist and the audience and the art and one's soul. It wasn't about the signature hidden on the back on in the corner.
After a few slowly turned pages Xerxes looked up between the bits of conversation flitting by and complimented Nyra, "I have lived a long time and I haven't seen many pieces that compare to this. You are quite talented - I hope that many can come to appreciate your work."
He doubted his comment would seem all too straightfoward but guaged the reactions of those around him carefully. Every word had been intentional and he knew that by people's reactions he could learn. Learn he would.
Amberelle DeEspionne
19 years ago
Nova took the photo album from her as the beaming manager made his way over to the group. 'See it wiggle, see it jiggle... Oh, behave!' she scolded herself and tried not to giggle out loud. Instead, Amby just grinned at Bertrand as she took the offered paperwork and began to fill it out. She was pleased that both of her choices had been available and could be delivered so quickly.
She smiled faintly as Xerxes brushed past her. 'Smells nice. Good looking from up close too. Definately yummy.' Acknowledging his appology with a small nod and a flutter of eyelashes, she grinned inwardly. Playing a 'cat and mouse' type of flirting was always fun. Well.. anything 'cat and mouse' appealed to her feline nature, the blonde admited to herself. Maybe she could see if Jan wanted to play some more, and have two 'mice' to pounce on. A small shiver passed over her at that thought. 'Mon Dieu I need to get laid, everything's starting to be sex to me.. hehe.'
Handing the completed papers back to the older man, she turned to Nyra. You have many people here who admired your work, that doesn't suprise me. Now, you can add me to the list after tonight. I'm not an art specialist by any means but I can appreciate the beauty you convey in these works. A hand moved delicately to indicate the gallery around them.
Hearing Nova's reply to Jan's suggestion for her office, Amberelle raised her eyebrows and turned some to see her better. Mock studying her for a moment, she shook her head slowly. You're a scientist? Now I'm not sure I want to race you, goodness knows what you've done to your car..! I can see why your brother asked about the flux capacitor, it's probably true.
Grinning at the Tacharan to let her know she was teasing, she winked. If Nova wanted to race they could certainly do it some night soon. Maybe not on a straight away then, better to add some spice and challenge to it. It had been awhile since she'd had a chance to really push herself and the Aston. This was something she could really look forward to now.
A faint 'hmm' and she narrowed her golden eyes at Xerxes. Perhaps the air around him was more from age than breeding like she'd assumed. With a faint smirk, she shook her head and scoffed at his statement. Surely you're just teasing now Xerxes, you can't have lived that long. You certainly don't look it.
She smiled faintly as Xerxes brushed past her. 'Smells nice. Good looking from up close too. Definately yummy.' Acknowledging his appology with a small nod and a flutter of eyelashes, she grinned inwardly. Playing a 'cat and mouse' type of flirting was always fun. Well.. anything 'cat and mouse' appealed to her feline nature, the blonde admited to herself. Maybe she could see if Jan wanted to play some more, and have two 'mice' to pounce on. A small shiver passed over her at that thought. 'Mon Dieu I need to get laid, everything's starting to be sex to me.. hehe.'
Handing the completed papers back to the older man, she turned to Nyra. You have many people here who admired your work, that doesn't suprise me. Now, you can add me to the list after tonight. I'm not an art specialist by any means but I can appreciate the beauty you convey in these works. A hand moved delicately to indicate the gallery around them.
Hearing Nova's reply to Jan's suggestion for her office, Amberelle raised her eyebrows and turned some to see her better. Mock studying her for a moment, she shook her head slowly. You're a scientist? Now I'm not sure I want to race you, goodness knows what you've done to your car..! I can see why your brother asked about the flux capacitor, it's probably true.
Grinning at the Tacharan to let her know she was teasing, she winked. If Nova wanted to race they could certainly do it some night soon. Maybe not on a straight away then, better to add some spice and challenge to it. It had been awhile since she'd had a chance to really push herself and the Aston. This was something she could really look forward to now.
A faint 'hmm' and she narrowed her golden eyes at Xerxes. Perhaps the air around him was more from age than breeding like she'd assumed. With a faint smirk, she shook her head and scoffed at his statement. Surely you're just teasing now Xerxes, you can't have lived that long. You certainly don't look it.
Nova
19 years ago
Nova chuckled at Amberelle's play at wariness, shaking her head in denial.
Not that kind of scientist; I'm a biochemist. Pretty much started out at the same place as everyone else when it came to fixing up my car. It's more of a pleasant way to decompress from work than a compliment to it, though naturally some of the approaches are the same.
It was nearly impossible to stop thinking like a scientist; though she did everything she could to shake things up outside of work, even in her hobbies she tended to the orderly thinking and meticulous care of her profession. That was how it had been with her car; she had done all the research, made her charts and graphed out each alteration, studied the results, experimented...but once she had a running machine it was all about the thrills.
She kept her eyes on the album when Xerxes made his off-handed remark, biting the inside of her cheek and warning herself not to look up at Jan, who had no doubt picked up on the comment as well. She did give a little shake of her head, though. 'Hi, Captain Subtle.' If she risked a glance up she might laugh, and then have to explain herself. While she could probably write off her amusement as that of an older woman chuckling at a younger man's declaration of age, it probably wasn't particularly wise to get into it.
Funny how she looked like the oldest person in their little circle, at least partly due to the premature gray she had acquired as a human and never bothered to get rid of...but it was quite possible she was, in fact, the youngest of the vampires.
She officially decided she quite liked Amberelle when she took it upon herself to tease Xerxes just a little, and finally looked up, smirking at Jan before turning to Amberelle.
Maybe he's -really- well preserved. She looked over at Xerxes, grinning. Or maybe it's botox. I hear it works wonders for aging.
Not that kind of scientist; I'm a biochemist. Pretty much started out at the same place as everyone else when it came to fixing up my car. It's more of a pleasant way to decompress from work than a compliment to it, though naturally some of the approaches are the same.
It was nearly impossible to stop thinking like a scientist; though she did everything she could to shake things up outside of work, even in her hobbies she tended to the orderly thinking and meticulous care of her profession. That was how it had been with her car; she had done all the research, made her charts and graphed out each alteration, studied the results, experimented...but once she had a running machine it was all about the thrills.
She kept her eyes on the album when Xerxes made his off-handed remark, biting the inside of her cheek and warning herself not to look up at Jan, who had no doubt picked up on the comment as well. She did give a little shake of her head, though. 'Hi, Captain Subtle.' If she risked a glance up she might laugh, and then have to explain herself. While she could probably write off her amusement as that of an older woman chuckling at a younger man's declaration of age, it probably wasn't particularly wise to get into it.
Funny how she looked like the oldest person in their little circle, at least partly due to the premature gray she had acquired as a human and never bothered to get rid of...but it was quite possible she was, in fact, the youngest of the vampires.
She officially decided she quite liked Amberelle when she took it upon herself to tease Xerxes just a little, and finally looked up, smirking at Jan before turning to Amberelle.
Maybe he's -really- well preserved. She looked over at Xerxes, grinning. Or maybe it's botox. I hear it works wonders for aging.
Nyra
19 years ago
Nyra giggled at the banter but was honored by the compliment. "Thank you kind sir! I shall take that as a very high compliment."
Glancing at Jan she answered his question about Nachton. "Its a wonderful town, quite different from home, but wonderful in its own right. Most people seem quite friendly and stores are open late, which must be a city thing. Despite the differences I am enjoying it a lot."
Smiling at Bertrand she tried not to laugh at his enthusiasm. He was like a puppy, overexcitable and bouncing all over as soon as he saw his favorite toys. The manager was very nice and friendly to artists and important people. Perhaps this would teach him not to judge people, especially those he didnt think would buy art from him.
Glancing at Jan she answered his question about Nachton. "Its a wonderful town, quite different from home, but wonderful in its own right. Most people seem quite friendly and stores are open late, which must be a city thing. Despite the differences I am enjoying it a lot."
Smiling at Bertrand she tried not to laugh at his enthusiasm. He was like a puppy, overexcitable and bouncing all over as soon as he saw his favorite toys. The manager was very nice and friendly to artists and important people. Perhaps this would teach him not to judge people, especially those he didnt think would buy art from him.
Xerxes Asha
19 years ago
Xerxes raised a questioning eyebrow as the topic of Nova's profession became one of hot debate. He certainly could see her as a scientist, but, he hadn't really seen her personality traits yet. He wondered slightly at Amberelle's surprise.
He smiled kindly towards the blonde, "You are too kind, mademoiselle. Though I am a bit older then I look. And, sometimes, I even act as old as I am. Though," winking, "most of the time I am just a kid."
He drew close to Nova and whispered as though he had some dark secret. He played the role well, darting his eyes around and glaring suspiciously at onlookers, "No, it is a family secret. Embalming fluid, but I have to warn you, it stains and is rather unpleasant to administer. Oh, yeah, it also smells pretty foul."
Within seconds he had resumed his normal stance, calm and collected. Though, he had a hard time not laughing at th situation. His grin was ear to ear as Nyra thanked him and he said honestly, "Oh, don't venerate me so! You are the one with the talent, I just am someone wanting to help to pay your bills. I am most interested in your work and would love someting special done. I know how hard it is to realize someone else's imagination, but I am sure you will outdo even that. Perhaps a couple paintings, I am sure we can work on teh details when you arn't so busy being flattered and fawned upon."
He nodded in agreement at her comments about the city and silently mused, 'if she only knew.'
He smiled kindly towards the blonde, "You are too kind, mademoiselle. Though I am a bit older then I look. And, sometimes, I even act as old as I am. Though," winking, "most of the time I am just a kid."
He drew close to Nova and whispered as though he had some dark secret. He played the role well, darting his eyes around and glaring suspiciously at onlookers, "No, it is a family secret. Embalming fluid, but I have to warn you, it stains and is rather unpleasant to administer. Oh, yeah, it also smells pretty foul."
Within seconds he had resumed his normal stance, calm and collected. Though, he had a hard time not laughing at th situation. His grin was ear to ear as Nyra thanked him and he said honestly, "Oh, don't venerate me so! You are the one with the talent, I just am someone wanting to help to pay your bills. I am most interested in your work and would love someting special done. I know how hard it is to realize someone else's imagination, but I am sure you will outdo even that. Perhaps a couple paintings, I am sure we can work on teh details when you arn't so busy being flattered and fawned upon."
He nodded in agreement at her comments about the city and silently mused, 'if she only knew.'
Jan
19 years ago
Jan smiled at Nyra's comments about the city. He nodded.
"Yeah, its a town tradition, part of the history, something about travelers being welcomed at all hours because the city was on a crossroads. So they kept things open.. now its done as part of a tourist attraction and partly because it draws a crowd of people that like that sort of thing. Personally, being a nightclub goer myself, I'm the kind to sleep late and stay out all night but then I hear that's typical for my age."
He shrugged, speaking of age... Jan rolled his eyes at Nova at the "I've lived a long time" comment when Xerxes turned away to answer Amberelle. Resisting the urge to snort and say.. "Oh, really? How'd you manage that being so obvious?" The guy looked like he was in his twenties most people that age were still hoping to be a teenager forever, lamenting the fact that they were now expected to be responsible and dreading the upcoming thirties.. they weren't walking about giving the "back in the day.." speeches. So one would guess he was a vampire, what else were you supposed to think? Jan guessed he was a young one.. not that it mattered much. They did say fortune favored fools...so maybe he was older than a hundred but Jan would still bet on a young vampire who thought he was something special for having lived slightly longer than a normal human life span, there was always that cocky phase. Jan remembered it well, getting smacked about for being stupid by those older than him knocked some sense into him eventually.
He listened to Nova give him hell about it and refrained from comment, no use in ganging up the the guy. Smiling at Nyra and then looking at the others, he said.
"Think we should let her talk shop with Mr. Aisha, was it? We've taken up a bunch of your time already. People will start to wonder at the greedy attention mongers hogging all the artist's attention. "
Jan waved and stepped back some.
"It was good meeting you, Nyra, and good luck here in Nachton, hopefully we'll be coming to more of these showings in the future."
Looking at Nova, he asked.
"You ready to cause trouble elsewhere?" turning to Amberelle, Jan added. "You're more than welcome to join us."
Nodding towards the door, he gave a wave to Bertrand and a smile and headed outside.
((OOC: out after comments.. figured we were quite the crowd and it was probably time we moved on so someone else can come up and chat. ))
"Yeah, its a town tradition, part of the history, something about travelers being welcomed at all hours because the city was on a crossroads. So they kept things open.. now its done as part of a tourist attraction and partly because it draws a crowd of people that like that sort of thing. Personally, being a nightclub goer myself, I'm the kind to sleep late and stay out all night but then I hear that's typical for my age."
He shrugged, speaking of age... Jan rolled his eyes at Nova at the "I've lived a long time" comment when Xerxes turned away to answer Amberelle. Resisting the urge to snort and say.. "Oh, really? How'd you manage that being so obvious?" The guy looked like he was in his twenties most people that age were still hoping to be a teenager forever, lamenting the fact that they were now expected to be responsible and dreading the upcoming thirties.. they weren't walking about giving the "back in the day.." speeches. So one would guess he was a vampire, what else were you supposed to think? Jan guessed he was a young one.. not that it mattered much. They did say fortune favored fools...so maybe he was older than a hundred but Jan would still bet on a young vampire who thought he was something special for having lived slightly longer than a normal human life span, there was always that cocky phase. Jan remembered it well, getting smacked about for being stupid by those older than him knocked some sense into him eventually.
He listened to Nova give him hell about it and refrained from comment, no use in ganging up the the guy. Smiling at Nyra and then looking at the others, he said.
"Think we should let her talk shop with Mr. Aisha, was it? We've taken up a bunch of your time already. People will start to wonder at the greedy attention mongers hogging all the artist's attention. "
Jan waved and stepped back some.
"It was good meeting you, Nyra, and good luck here in Nachton, hopefully we'll be coming to more of these showings in the future."
Looking at Nova, he asked.
"You ready to cause trouble elsewhere?" turning to Amberelle, Jan added. "You're more than welcome to join us."
Nodding towards the door, he gave a wave to Bertrand and a smile and headed outside.
((OOC: out after comments.. figured we were quite the crowd and it was probably time we moved on so someone else can come up and chat. ))