Welcome to Gaia! ::

half domed room. The top of the dome seems to be cut off, with a large window that reminds you of an orange sliced down the middle, each section of the window a pane of crystalline, diamond coated glass. The light that falls into the room is reflected by the glistening white marble floor, flawless and smooth, illuminating the entire vicinity. The canvases are placed to the far back of this room, where the paints and brushes are, along with the sinks. Clay, stone and metals are to the left side of the room, near the hammers and chisels and such. Cloth and sewing are to the right side. Chairs and tables litter the outer fringes of this collossal circle.

There is another circle in the ground at the direct center of the room. It is about 25 feet wide, with steps leading down into the 13 feet deep level beneath the main platform of the studio. Down below, the space contains mysterious chambers with artifacts that are not only beautiful, but powerful. Don't touch them! They're not yours, after all... but if you look hard enough at the books and the pieces, you might beable to make something of your own, something of value beyond currencies because it is your own. Just try not to get lost... if you do, it is almost impossible to be found again without a tie of some sort to another person...

What will you make with these things then?

Slipping in through a gap between the door and the wall left be the last careless person to enter this domain, tenza looked around herself with a small smile. If she could not find what she wanted in the library, then she may come here, to relieve her stress by creating. Then again, she may go to the Training Facility, and destroy....

AS she was looking around the room, she noticed one other person, with ears and a tail, trying to walk toward the canvas. A sensible idea, if she was a painter, but she kept being stopped just short of them by some sort of invisible...wall?! Now Tenza was intruiged. She had seen ({haha, see the joke?}) few invisible walls, and was interested in them, for she felt that if she understood them enough, that they would just turn out to be very advanced illusions. Or maybe just invisible walls.

Completely ignoring the artifacts that lined the shelves in the central depression, all her focus pinned on the transparent walls, Tenza instead walked slowly and quietly up behind the tailed-person. This wasn't so much as to make them jump, (although that would be fun!). It was mainly to get a closer look at these invisible walls.

Close to them, only a few feet away, Tenza stopped, and peered closer. Then she leant back, and looked up at the glass ceiling, seeing yet not seeing the clouds that floating behind the window. She let out an audiable isgh, full of disappointment and sadness. Just when she thought she would get a decent look at some well-made invisible walls...they turned out to be glass. Plain, old, transparent glass.

Spinning around, with another, this time more angry, sigh, Tenza slumped against a wall, leather wings all askew, almost, but not quite, sitting down.

Suddenly, her natural instinct for fun took over, and she smiled. Breathing in deep, she blew the breath out through her mouth, and turned her head, so it went all around the room. Whenever her breath thouched an invisible wall, or glass windows, it created a reflection of herself and the other girl, standing side by side, not touching, but not far apart. These illusions had eyes that seemed to follow you. And some of them did just that. Follow you. A few on the nearest walls turned to face the other girl and Tenza, as if awaiting further instructions. Her work done, Tenza slumped completely onto the floor, and started to breath normally.

Elodie walked into the large room. "So this is the art room, eh? Very well, then..." she thought to herself, striding to the back of the room where the canvases were placed. Elodie selected a few brushes and paints and moved to a blank work space.

Dipping the brush in a cup of water, Elodie swirled the brush in a jar of blue paint. As she worked, one could begin to see a scene emerge. Snowy hills covered the canvas, flakes falling on the bare trees. A young woman rested against the base of a tree reading a book. A bird lifted into the clear skies, flying free.

Eva slowly made her way to the large glass dome. The fact that is was in the school surpirsed and puzzled her. She opened the door and stepped inside.

Paintings and scuplers met her gray eyes. Vivid and gloomy colors came to her. It was specatular.

She wandered around wondering why there was a musuem in the school. She soom came across the supplies in the back of the room, along with another girl.

She placed her bow and arrows against the wall and set up a canvas and grabbed some paint and a brush.

She dipped the brush into some green paint and let her hands do the rest.

Orah turned back to the girl with black eyes.

"Hello, my name's Orah." She replied, tkign the girl's hand and quickly shaking it. "I'm soy, I didn't mean you failed art, I meant someone else did. I heard them." Orah pointed to her ear and then to the wall she had touched.

"Your power is to create and cast illusions? That's...cool! I've never met anyone who could do that!" Orah looked back to the illusions, then returned her attention to Tenza. "My main power is fire manipulation, but I also have another, er, more unique power. I can hear voices from the past. It's actually quite annoying. Anyways, that' why I pulled back from the wall, because I heard a girl screaming...nd throughing things at people...and screaming some more." Orah looked back towards the wall and shook her head.

Orah looked around the room and saw yet another girl come in, and like the other one, she seemed to have no idea that anything was going on around her. Orah shrugged and sat down on the floor, crossing her legs and looking up to Tenza. "The 'fox person' I was talking about is the Great Fox G-d, creater of all of the fox demons and so on. Like Saten or the Pegan G-ds and such."

Orah shook her head. "I'd rather not know why that girl was so mad, to tell you the truth." She said this in a serious manner, then shook her head again.

"I can only do it if I'm touching the object or place with bare skin, which would exsplain why you'll usually never see me without gloves of some sort." Orah held up the hand that was still gloved and wiggled her fingers. "And no, I've never before seen an illusionist..." Orah watched as the images dissapeared. "I never really left the boundries of my clan's village. Not that I couldn't, I just never did..." Orah drifted off, loooking off into space. Then she was smiling at Tenza again.

"So, have you ever talked to a fox demon before?"

Orah was surprised at what Tenza asked."Um, yes and no." She said, staring at the girl intently.

"Yes, you are right. I think the only times before coming to Mirandal that I've seen people outside of my clan were merchents, but even then, I only went close enough to the to hear stories of the outside world. But no, my clan and I were very close, there were almost always no secerts from each other."

Orah studied Tenza for a bit longer, the swept her eys across the great room again. The first girl that had come in was now standing back to look at her painting, which Orah could see looked like a village.

Eva felt a pair of eyes on her. She turned to look around and saw another girl looking at her painting and smiled. She looked back at the painting itself. Not her worse, but not her best. She scanned through it, seeing if she had missed anything.

A whistle interupted her thoughts of anything missing. She turned to the boy who had walked in and returned the smile.

"No, it's ok." she said softly. She looked at his tail, slightly surprised to see it. She quickly returned her eyes to the boy's face.