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 Posted: Sun Feb 05, 2006 11:36 am
Nolas Trevor gasped quietly with the feel of the other writhing in his lap, turning into a low moan with the kiss. "Wrong?" he asked, once pulling away only an inch or so. "No, everything's fine.. Perfect. Great." He wrapped an arm around Reizend, the feel of the silk on his skin feeling all the better, and brought their lips back together for a deeper kiss. His tongue delved hungrily into his mouth. Reizend kissed back, just as deeply, the others taste was so fantastic. He wanted more of it, but just like miran, the phone rang, fromthe bedroom and it could be heard into the bathroom. Reizend broke the kiss, "I guess we should finished getting ready." He smiled then stood up, and went back to the bed room and put on some socks, and shoes, then combed his hair and tied it up. Then sighed and lay on the bed, only an hour till they had to be there, and then 30 mins later it would start. He was very nervous. He wasn't much for contemporary art, he was mostly impressionist art, through he truely dabbed into them all.
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Posted: Sun Feb 05, 2006 11:46 am
Trevor sighed once the other left. That was the second time he was left with nothing but kisses this morning. He had a sudden urge to smash that cellphone into the concrete. But Reizend had made a promise to his friend to be there, he told himself. Pushing away those violent and irritated urges, he finally picked his way back to the room where they slept. Seeing the raven-haired boy laying down, he plopped down behind him, wrapping his arms over his chest. (*spoon*) "Hey, what's wrong?" he asked, almost sensing the other's nervousness.
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Posted: Sun Feb 05, 2006 11:49 am
Nolas Trevor sighed once the other left. That was the second time he was left with nothing but kisses this morning. He had a sudden urge to smash that cellphone into the concrete. But Reizend had made a promise to his friend to be there, he told himself. Pushing away those violent and irritated urges, he finally picked his way back to the room where they slept. Seeing the raven-haired boy laying down, he plopped down behind him, wrapping his arms over his chest. (*spoon*) "Hey, what's wrong?" he asked, almost sensing the other's nervousness. Reizend opened his eyes, "Nothing, just nervous I suppose....We should get going soon, if you want to sample the free food before the other show up." Reizend smiled.
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Posted: Sun Feb 05, 2006 11:52 am
"Sample?" Trevor questioned as if the notion was absurd. "More like feast." Sometimes the white-haired youth's stomach got the better of him. He placed a quick kiss behind Reizend's ear before letting him go and sitting back up himself. "But I don't see why you would be nervous about your friend's art." He was still quite unaware of the other's own art being judged.
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Posted: Sun Feb 05, 2006 12:04 pm
Nolas "Sample?" Trevor questioned as if the notion was absurd. "More like feast." Sometimes the white-haired youth's stomach got the better of him. He placed a quick kiss behind Reizend's ear before letting him go and sitting back up himself. "But I don't see why you would be nervous about your friend's art." He was still quite unaware of the other's own art being judged. Reizend smiled, and laughed, "Feast, hmm...yes your right." He sat up and then grabbed his phone and stuff then stood, "Shall we go?" When the other had stood, they began walking to the building that was holding the galleria today. It took about ten fifteen mintues until they got there. When they did, Reizend was glad the signs had not been put up yet, and they walked it. It was a fantastically rich looking place, filled with rows of covered canvases. Miran saw Reizend walked in, but not the other, and went upto him. She was a petit woman, of he mid-twenties. She had strawberryblonde hair, and a tan complection. She wore a simple pale rose blouse and burgandy skirt, with brown suede high heel boots. "Reizend Santigo, what the hell took yo~" She stopped and quirked an eyebrow at the other male. Then sighed, "Finished setting up the two sections, and browse over where everything is." She shook her head. Reizend laughed, "Miran, I will," He turned to Trevor, "This is my collegue Miran de Welsh," he turned to miran, "This is my guest, Trevor Wolfe." Miran looked at Trevor, "Pleasure." She said and bowed lightly, then rushed off to finish last mintue details. Reizend looked to trevor, "The food is over their, and you can look around, I have to finish some things before the show starts."
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Posted: Sun Feb 05, 2006 12:14 pm
Trevor managed a smile to Miran once they were introduced, but that was about it. If he had one 'weakness' it would be girls. For some reason they kind of scared him. He could stand up against the toughest guy opponent, but once a girl would start yelling at him, he'd take off. He blamed that embarassing habit on his mother.
"Well, she doesn't seem as bad as she did on the phone," Trevor commented, watching her leave before turning his eyes to the tables of appetizers and other foods laid out. "Well, don't take too long.. Once people start filing in here, I might get lost. Me getting lost in an arts place around a bunch of fancy shmancy people wouldn't be good."
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Posted: Sun Feb 05, 2006 12:21 pm
Nolas Trevor managed a smile to Miran once they were introduced, but that was about it. If he had one 'weakness' it would be girls. For some reason they kind of scared him. He could stand up against the toughest guy opponent, but once a girl would start yelling at him, he'd take off. He blamed that embarassing habit on his mother. "Well, she doesn't seem as bad as she did on the phone," Trevor commented, watching her leave before turning his eyes to the tables of appetizers and other foods laid out. "Well, don't take too long.. Once people start filing in here, I might get lost. Me getting lost in an arts place around a bunch of fancy shmancy people wouldn't be good." Reizend laughed, "Okay," Then he left, he went to set up his own works, there were five, he'd chosen. All paintings, he was most common in those. The Meeting PlaceVenice at TwilightA forgotten PeopleFiddeling AroundMan of the New World(paintings no belong to me! <--disclaimer) Reizend looked them over, he was very nervous, as he set them up. Once he was finished and had removed the covereing from all the other painting in the galleria, it was almost time for opening. He went to Trevor and smiled at him eating, "Does it taste well?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 05, 2006 12:31 pm
Trevor turned to Reizend as he spoke. Two toothpicks stuck out of his mouth which previously had olives on them. In one hand he held a can of Dr. Pepper, in the other a plate of various small foods. He swallowed the food he had in his mouth before answering, first with a nod. "Yeah, it's great," he said, taking a drink of pop. "Here try some. We don't want you wasting away to nothing, now do we?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 05, 2006 12:34 pm
Nolas Trevor turned to Reizend as he spoke. Two toothpicks stuck out of his mouth which previously had olives on them. In one hand he held a can of Dr. Pepper, in the other a plate of various small foods. He swallowed the food he had in his mouth before answering, first with a nod. "Yeah, it's great," he said, taking a drink of pop. "Here try some. We don't want you wasting away to nothing, now do we?" Reizend laughed and picked up a candied croisaunt (meaning it has crystalized honey on it....or suger...but in this case honey) He nibbled on it until it was gone then stole a sip of Trevor's drink. "The smancy people are about to arrive." Reizend smiled and stole a kiss from the other.
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Posted: Sun Feb 05, 2006 12:41 pm
A light blush crossed Trevor. For some reason, such flirtatious acts flustered him in public; Much different from his sexual prowess behind doors. But he didn't say anything from the move. "Oh, great," he said, eyes roaming to the door as an elderly looking couple strolled in, obviously wealthy. A lot of those type of people were the kind he worked for. Rich and snooty; Definitely not to his liking. "How long are we going to be here?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 05, 2006 12:47 pm
Nolas A light blush crossed Trevor. For some reason, such flirtatious acts flustered him in public; Much different from his sexual prowess behind doors. But he didn't say anything from the move. "Oh, great," he said, eyes roaming to the door as an elderly looking couple strolled in, obviously wealthy. A lot of those type of people were the kind he worked for. Rich and snooty; Definitely not to his liking. "How long are we going to be here?" "Don't worry, their not all bad," He smiled. Miran greated the elderly couple, "Nice to have you hear Mr. and Mrs. Fruer" She smiled sweetly, "We have a nice selection of appitizers if your hungry, as well as drinks. If not feel free to wander around the art work, and enjoy." She bowed and then went to reizend, "Reizend move the sign outside, I can't move them." Reizend nodded and left. Miran looked to Trevor, "Please act decent, this is Reizend and mine's big break." She bowed and left, to continue greeting the people who walked in, there was a small range of people, all rich, or artist. A rags and riches group. Amusing indeed. Reizend moved the signs out, and lightly greet those that had stopped him out side. Then he walked in with a sigh...
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Posted: Sun Feb 05, 2006 12:53 pm
'Act decent? he thought to himself, rolling another toothpick over his tongue. 'The hell's that supposed to mean?' He glared lightly at the girl's back but then her words hit him. Why would it be Reizend's 'big break' as well as her own? He thought only Miran's work was entered. Well, Reizend was an artist himself, afterall. He saw that whenever he went into his room yesterday.
Once Reizend returned, Trevor placed his hands on his hips and studied the other suspiciously. "Is there something you're not telling me?" he asked.
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Posted: Sun Feb 05, 2006 12:59 pm
Nolas ' Act decent? he thought to himself, rolling another toothpick over his tongue. ' The hell's that supposed to mean?' He glared lightly at the girl's back but then her words hit him. Why would it be Reizend's 'big break' as well as her own? He thought only Miran's work was entered. Well, Reizend was an artist himself, afterall. He saw that whenever he went into his room yesterday. Once Reizend returned, Trevor placed his hands on his hips and studied the other suspiciously. "Is there something you're not telling me?" he asked. Reizend blinked in utter confusion, "What? Like what?" Reizend was about to contiue when a large group of rags people came, "Reizo, ya seem like a ghost man, don't worry, about your work, Miran's got more around, to take up the slack." They laughed, and Reizend's eyes looked slightly saddened but for only a moment and then they left after a bit..."Well, if you mean about the galleria....I'm showing off some paintings too, just to accompany Miran." Reizend looked at te ground, and studied the carpet.
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Posted: Sun Feb 05, 2006 1:06 pm
"Why didn't you tell me?" Trevor asked, tilting his head a bit before approaching Reizend closer. "I probably would have found out at some point anyway. Were you trying to keep it some big secret?" He was slightly confused about why he hadn't told him. Surely his entrance in this show was the cause of his earlier nervousness. But he had once before seen a few of Reizend's works and what he saw was nothing less than amazing to be truthful.
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Posted: Sun Feb 05, 2006 1:11 pm
Nolas "Why didn't you tell me?" Trevor asked, tilting his head a bit before approaching Reizend closer. "I probably would have found out at some point anyway. Were you trying to keep it some big secret?" He was slightly confused about why he hadn't told him. Surely his entrance in this show was the cause of his earlier nervousness. But he had once before seen a few of Reizend's works and what he saw was nothing less than amazing to be truthful. Reizend looked up, and began to fidget, "I don't know.....no i wasn't a secret....I guess...I don't know....some people just don't like me because of my art, and I didn't want you to be that way to." Reizend stepped back and walked out side....he needed a cigerette, and badly. He sat against the side of the building, and began to rummage through his pockets for a cigerette and lighter. He found his pack and a match, of all things. He scraped it against the sidewalked lighting it, and then his cigerette. He took a large inhalence of the nicotine and sighed it out slowly. He felt stupid.
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