Gabriel Lukas Korbinian
~ Medium
I tried to find the answers
in my fears
But what was found
was lost again
Gabriel blinked slightly at the gentle look on Justin’s face. In a way, he found himself reminded of someone he knew quite well. That same person too tended to show such expressions when looking at art. However, the blank canvas wasn’t a piece of artwork yet. Thus, why was Justin giving the same look as his grandfather? He shook his head slightly to get the image comparison out of his head. Luckily, the strange words of the male made that even easier. After all, it was hard to keep track, from what he could already see, of what the male was even talking about! But, Gabriel didn’t want to push the person away. The art room was a public room, and it wasn’t like the male was being mean. He was just…extremely odd was all. Nothing wrong with that…right?
“Wait…are you saying one is a color?” Even Gabriel had to admit that was just strange! Didn’t the male know one was a number and not a color? Then again, there were some colors given off names, and the colors used on the internet were technically done in number codes. At least, that was what he was told. Maybe that was what Justin meant? Gabriel decided not to ask. “You believe the sky gives messages to us?” He blinked before he furrowed his eyebrows slightly. “What would the sky be even trying to say?” Honestly, the medium couldn’t even believe he asked that! However, while he felt he was simply humoring the male, Gabriel did find himself faintly…curious. Curse his curiosity! “I….I wouldn’t know…” He fidgeted his hands slightly and looked down at the canvas. “Maybe they remind them of each other?”
He wanted to bonk his head against a wall so badly! What was he even saying? However, there was some strange sense of…freedom in just asking whatever was on the mind. Though, Gabriel learned long ago that doing so made people think him weird. The only person he felt he could do that with was his grandfather, and well…that person wasn’t around anymore. But, Gabriel knew he really needed to stop reminding himself of such. He needed to focus on the current conversation, or else he would get lost once more amongst the male’s different trains of thought! The medium amongst did when the person suddenly asked what reminded him of clouds, and assumed it was…yellow? He tilted his head and found his eyes looking at the neon of the male’s. “No…that would be white….”
The medium couldn’t help but wonder if the male was referring to his own eyes. After all, the male did have neon looking eyes, which held yellow within the irises. But, since he had no idea that the male didn’t know that, Gabriel kept that observation to himself. Then again, he soon found himself distracted by the male’s response to his answer. He raised an eyebrow and looked towards the windows nearby them. “You think so?” He continued to look towards the windows before looking back at the male. His eyebrows raised even more and he tilted his head back slightly at the rest of the comment. Reintroduction? Why did he need to get reintroduced to clouds? Gabriel wasn’t sure he wanted to know. “How would you go about reintroducing me to clouds? I see clouds everyday…not something I can…ignore.”
For a brief moment, their gazes were locked once more. Gabriel couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like to paint those neon hues. He could already see trying to get the exact shade to be a challenge. But, he would do his best for the sake of accuracy. Even the pink locks would be interesting to try and recreate on a canvas. Though, the more Gabriel found himself admiring the male as an artistic subject, the more his cheeks started to gain a faint hue. After all, what happened if the male was a telepath and could read his thoughts? That would be embarrassing! Thus, he found himself looking back at the canvas. But, after a few moments, Gabriel realized that he had to look back up. It would be rude not to give the male the eye contact he deserved!
Thus, Gabriel looked back up just as the male mentioned him possibly being a squirrel person? He couldn’t help but wonder why the male thought that. Though, the medium couldn’t help but notice just how close they were. While he wasn’t against physical contact, Gabriel preferred to keep somewhat of a physical distance from people. After all, if he wasn’t close to them, it just felt…odd. However, the medium didn’t want to get on the male. Maybe the male didn’t know, or he was the type to like to be close to someone? However, Gabriel couldn’t help but try to soot just a little away from the male, if only to keep his own nerves from tensing unbearably at the closeness. “….I…guess I could see the squirrels sometime…not like I haven’t met them before.”
If the male honestly thought Gabriel could improve his relationship with squirrels(Why the male wanted a relationship with squirrels, he did not know), then he would try. Only because he did find himself wondering if he really did have some connection with squirrels. He didn’t think he did. But, it was worth investigating. However, due to his want to know if the male had a point, Gabriel found himself tugging at his own hair. The medium caught sight of the male doing something with his hair. However, he didn’t realize the male was mimicking his movements. Though, his focus was soon on introductions, and the strangeness of Justin’s logic when it came to…names. He decided not to comment on the latter though. It didn’t help that he was soon wondering…how his eyes and name were like fruit.
“How are my eyes and name…like fruit?” He couldn’t help but ask, since he had no clue how they were similar! At that point though, Gabriel started to feel like he might need a bit of a mental break. While he was willing to follow along Justin’s multiple trains of thoughts, it was exhausting! Thus, Gabriel couldn’t help but ask if Justin wanted anything. Though, after he asked, Gabriel felt a bit bad for wanting some space. For that reason, Gabriel felt the need to make up for it by actually helping Justin. Luckily, the task seemed simple. Colors for cans! He assumed the cans had to be spray cans. Otherwise, Gabriel would have no clue what Justin was talking about. However, before Gabriel could offer an answer, Justin went on a tangent about…Templars...squirrels…and suitcases?
Admittedly, Gabriel could barely keep up! For the sake of being fair though, the medium gave it a sure try! Strangely enough, that try was good enough to actually catch all that Justin said. However, he soon felt his hair tugged by Justin? His eyes widened slightly as he turned towards him and leaned away. Unfortunately, he leaned too far back and fell down onto his elbows. By sheer luck, his arm found itself resting along the edge of the canvas while his knees were bent, allowing him to not have paint on him or apologize for accidently knocking over Justin. He looked up at Justin as he slowly sat up again. “I’m sure we can find some color for your cans…I’m not sure how to fill a spray can up exactly…if that is what you are referring to…but I can learn and try to refill them for you.”
The medium had no idea it would not be that simple. “What were you searching for earlier?” He didn’t know if Justin was referring to color for his cans, or something else. Thus, he had felt the need to ask. “But yes…I did wish to come here to work on an art piece…but why would you wish for looser hair?” Gabriel’s curiosity got the better of him and he had to ask why Justin mentioned that. Though, the medium didn’t ask about the tugging of the hair. At least, not now. Maybe later, or if Justin did it again, Gabriel would ask. However, the medium made himself focus on other things for now. “And um…I guess?” He looked down at the canvas as he tried to remember what he was planning on painting. But, he found the image had left his mind. Darn-it!
But, the medium didn’t let the displeasure show across his face. Though, that didn’t stop Gabriel from trying to remember the image. For that reason, Gabriel was silent a few moments while staring at the blank canvas. Once he remembered there was someone beside him, he gave up on remembering the idea for now. However, what Justin said earlier came to mind. When it did, Gabriel couldn’t help but realize something as he looked over at Justin. “I draw in order to recreate scenes…while I would love to relive those scenes again…if I chose to stay in one particular scene…I would miss out on the others that deserve the same commemoration.” Gabriel looked down at the canvas. “Though, a blank one would be interesting…but I guess it could be sad too…for there would be nothing but you…”
He supposed that would be pretty lonely. Gabriel didn’t think he would be that bothered by loneliness though. Not when he tended to stay to himself anyway, outside of classrooms and the clubs he was in anyway. But, maybe Justin wasn’t like that, and such a life for him would be not as pleasant. Everyone did have their preferences after all. “But, how about we just focus on getting color for your cans? Then you can create a canvas that will be full of scenes that won’t make you feel sad.” With that, Gabriel stood up slowly, making sure to grip the canvas and take it up with him. He placed it on the table nearby and used a sharpie to write his name along the side of the canvas. That way, if someone else came in, they would hopefully not alter the canvas.
“Now…if you still want the colors…let’s start looking.” With that in mind, Gabriel started to walk around the room, looking through the cabinets in search of the colors Justin needed for his cans.
I'm breaking
I can't do this on my own
Can you hear me
screaming out
Am I all alone?
Where can I be found: Teras Academy: Art Room
Who am I speaking with: Justin
Who do I love: No one
What items are on my person: Art supplies
