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 Posted: Fri Sep 05, 2008 12:28 pm
Phisarious giggled his childlike giggle. Share?, he thought to himself. Phisarious wasn't very good at sharing; in fact, he was downright terrible at it. "I dont know about everyone." He said, trying to be modest. "Maybe mostly everyone." Which he failed at.
It was hard for Phisarious to not be the center of attention, after all, with over 2000 years of being adored and complimented, it was hard for him to accept second to anyone, or anything. So when the girl used the word "Astounding", and it wasn't directed toward him, he began to cry again.
"I must be losing my beauty." He said aloud. "Curse you Aphrodite, with your jealousy. This MUST be your doing. What have I left?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 05, 2008 12:46 pm
Lilly regretfully opened her Sketchbook knowing that the only way she could get a model was for the m to see what was drawn of them. The first page was what she had just captured of him. He was dancing on the rocks and the forest around him had been portrayed as a tat more dramatic. She flipped to the next page; it is what she had drawn of him speaking to the other boy. It was a little more classical in style but far more realistic than her last page. She turned the page again and this time IT was a picture of a posed family portrait. The family was clearly not her own. Every one was in romantic period style clothing and the women were very, very pale. This had been drawn in colored pencil unlike the sketches before it which had been pen and watercolor. She looked up at him practically begging for him to say yes and fall into her life.
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Posted: Fri Sep 05, 2008 12:58 pm
Phisarious was crying again... Traigéide momentarily considered whether offering comfort would make any difference really, but he was distracted by Lily acquiescing to his request. He gasped in slight surprise as he saw the first picture. Lily had been watching for a while and he had never realized! What marvelous work; the picture looked as free spirited and gleeful as he had felt dancing in the stream. And the next of himself and Phisarious; so realistic the two figures could almost step off the page. Ah, he was so proud of his Lily! "Always you were such a talented girl, Lily. You will be great someday." Traigéide spoke without thinking, so entranced was he with the drawings. It was not until he reached a hand toward the family portrait that he realized his lapse in judgment. He drew his hand back as if it were burned and a wry, lopsided smile spread on his face. "I really cannot stay." He said simply, eschewing any elaboration. He turned away and began to walk, adding only "I will see you again, Lily. Keep practicing; I cannot wait to see what you become."
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Posted: Fri Sep 05, 2008 1:29 pm
My phone started to beep, telling me I had a call coming in on the other line. I switched just in time to catch Desina, just after muttering a quick "hang on" to Leaya.
((Let's just say I caught Desina for getting this RP moving's sake xd ))
"Hey," I said. "What's up?" The music in the background told me someone was playing Desina's piano. Who would she be with? "Whos' that playing your piano?" I asked before getting a response from the first question.
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Posted: Fri Sep 05, 2008 2:02 pm
I notice a voice down the phone and before Desina could say anything I took the phone from her shoulder and put it to my ear, taking the cigarette out of my mouth.
"Ok, she is playing, no one else is here ok, just the chimney." I give Desina back the phone and drank my soda, put the cigarette back in my mouth and laid backwards.
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Posted: Fri Sep 05, 2008 6:11 pm
Phisarious stopped for a moment and looked at the drawings by who he now knew as Lily. He had known plenty of artists in his time, some good, some not so much. But these drawings reminded him of one of his favorite people. He thought back many lifetimes ago to a brilliant man in a rich town in Italy. A man he loved oh so dearly. A tear formed at the edge of his eye. "These look remarkably like...like Leo's." He said, much calmer now than he was before. Back then, Phisarious was known as Count Francesco Melzi, a "student" to the then famous, and now immortal, Leonardo de Vinci. "I'm sorry, I...I have to go." He said, turning to walk away.
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Posted: Fri Sep 05, 2008 7:05 pm
Lilly seemed to wilt slightly as he stepped further and further away, "So you'll model?" she asked already knowing what the answer was. She closed her book and Frowned. "Thank you anyways." she turned on the balls of her feet and started to run down the creek bed. She was quicker than she looked and she disappeared in less then a second. When she was out of sight she tore the pages from her book and left them scattered on the dark clay soil encasing the creek. She walked on and kept at it until she reached the bridge that crossed over the creek bed.
She took her normal seat on the edge of the bridge and sniffled. She was so intrigued by that man and he was so eloquent and fantastic, to have him just walk off was a tragedy. Her feet swung over the rushing water in the brook below and she watched it carefully. "I must really suck." she muttered and dropped her book into the bank below her very near the water. She did not care. She had wasted most of the paper in the book already with drawings. She sighed and pulled one on her legs up to lean her head on.
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 12:26 am
When Traigéide could be certain he was no longer in sight of Lily, his steps slowed. He cupped a hand before him and gently blew over it. A cool mist formed a pool over his palm, then parted to show him an image of Lily. He sighed, watching the young artist dispose of her sketch book. He had not expected her to react so strongly, but... no matter. Perhaps he could work with this. "You will not give up so easily, Lily. I really will not let you. I am far too enchanted by you to let you give in so soon. Come back to me, my Lily. Come back to yourself." He murmurs the words softly though Lily obviously will not hear them. But he had established a connection between Lily and himself; his passion could drive her, he was sure of it. "You do not need some man to validate you. You will see that eventually. I will help you to."
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 1:38 am
"Thanks for taking my phone"I muttered to Tim,then drew my attention back my mobile."Hey,Lee,that was just,well....just the chimney"I said,eyeing Tim."I was just wondering how you were getting on,I got a funny feeling you weren't doing well,call it musician's intuition."I smiled to myself.
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 3:03 am
Phisarious walked through the woods, dragging Je'ami bunny along with him. After sometime of walking, he finally sat down at the foot of a tree. Sitting there, tears rolling down his face, Phisarious began to think of the past. He thought about his birth in the civilization of ancient Greece, and how those who knew him back then knew him as Erato, or the beloved Muse. He thought about his first love, Alexander III of Macedon; and how he inspired him to spread the great Greek culture. He thought about his time in Egypt, where he was known as Merit, and his love for a young artist, Shemei. He was forced to work on the temples, and died rather young. He thought about his favorite, Leo…HIS Leo. How at that time, he was a young count, sent to learn from the Great Leonardo. How he never really recovered after his death. About all this he thought.
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 3:31 am
I puffed smoke at Desina.
"Look, Des, stop with the looks, I understand your phone is your property, but I gotta touch things." I said looking at the windows. "Too much Carbon monoxide in here, how could anyone think." I laugh, go and open the window and sit on the outside windowsill, throwing the soda bottle out.
"mmmm.... Oh Des, Music to my ears." I lean backwards, almost falling. "hmmm.... Des." I took a yodel out of my pocket and opened it. "You want a yodel..."
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 4:07 am
I covered the mouthpiece with my thumb."Sure"I said holding out my hand,like I child hoping for a present.Am I coming up with great anologys today or what?!?
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 4:50 am
I threw over another yodel out of my pocket, and stands up, dancing carefully on the windowsill, in time to the music. Then I jumped in and laid on the piano again.
"I wanna talk to your friend..." I put the cigarette in my mouth and rolled over. "I wanna talk..." I gave Desina puppy eyes.
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 5:05 am
"Damn you and your puppy eyes"I muttered to Tim."Sorry Lee,someone wants to talk to you"I said down the phone,handing it over to Tim.
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 7:08 am
I take the phone and put it to my ear, puffing smoke out of my mouth.
"Are you an artist? A writer? I'm just guessing, awfully good at gambling." I look in the mirror and before he can answer I went on, "Music is beautiful, you like Des', as beautiful as she is, huh." I smiled at Desina and drank the last of my soda.
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