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After the horrible month known as February had passed, and after the remainder of her tears had finally dried up, Ebony thought herself stable enough to go back to her life as per usual. This having not included a trip to the lab earlier this week nor the surprise it had garnered, but all in all March was showing more promise than it's predecessor ever had. Thus it was business as usual for the violet haired void of emotions. Today was the opening of a new exhibit at the Durem Museum of Art and she couldn't possibly pass up the chance to see what jewels such an event could grant her. Especially not with the roll she seemed to be on. Might as well go for broke. Course whether she was there to scoop out the place for business purposes or merely for personal means was hard to tell, as it could very well be a little of both.

Standing before a brightly painted piece, Ebony could have been easily mistaken for a museum coordinator as she wasn't dressed in the norm of her many other outings. She looked very much the professional with her long purple strands pulled up into a tight bun wearing a sleek, black dress suit complete with a rarely seen on her long skirt, a slight slit up the right side. One black pump gave off a low clicking sound as it tapped against the marble floor in concentration as grey eyes studied both the painting before her and the pamphlet in her hands. Just then she shifted forward a bit to look at the piece from a slightly different perspective, making the glass bottle strapped to her belt more noticeable although not nearly as noticeable as the vial of swirling black hanging around her neck like some sort of voodoo charm. It was the only two things that stuck out odd from the rest of her ensemble and perhaps labeled her strange to the other visitors.

Straightening back up and smoothing out her suit, Ebony slowly wandered away from the patterned abstract. A manicured nail lightly tapped the smoke filled vial idly as Ebony eyed the brochure. She wasn't really finding anything of much interest right then, but that might have been because she had just started really. Besides, abstracts weren't really her taste in all honesty. Just like her attitude towards life, Ebony's taste in art was something more along the lines of realism.

So without anymore thought, the young Brit made a beeline towards the other end of the gallery where there was sure to be more fascinating pieces even if not more valuable. Her path would be cut off halfway to her goal though when she'd near the entrance and a pair stepped inside. It caused her to stop, not only because she wanted to avoid crashing into them, yet also because she couldn't help but notice that one of them lacked a lower half.

"Oh! Ello." Greeted the violet haired woman with a soft smile. She hadn't been expecting to run into a Raevan today. Almost as if responding to its close proximity to the dark Frei, Ebony's essence began swirling around more actively inside the glass hanging around her neck.

At the older man's response, Ebony turned to look behind her and spotted the painting he spoke of. Grey eyes looked between it and the shadowy Raevan a couple of times before stepping to the side. There was a peculiar resemblance between the two that she couldn't help but notice. "Ah, I see. Beauty begets beauty. My apologizes for getting in the way then. I just wasn't expecting to run into a Raevan today, or here for that matter."

Feeling the eyes of another on her, Ebony looked towards the half torso once more. She couldn't help the slight shiver that ran up her spine as the Raevan stared at her. With eyes like those it was only natural to feel somewhat crept out, but the woman did her best not to let it show or else offend the girl. Instead, she followed her line of sight to the vial around her neck. Raising a brow in interest, "Well would you look at that? I've never seen it so...active. Must mean it likes you." Extending a slender hand to the other guardian, "I'm Ebony Shade. Pleasure to meet you both."

"You're welcome Vyn. And I'm sure if my smoke could speak now it would thank you as well." A pleased smile graced her lips then as she released Ethan's hand. It seemed she was doing much better with interacting with others since her conversation with Isikoro, his words having stuck with her since their slightly awkward truce some time ago. Then again it didn't hurt that something good had come about after such a time of pain for her. So she was in a particularly good mood these days and apparently more able to socialize properly without self sabotage.

"Inspiration?" That confused the young Brit. Did Ethan think she was some sort of artist? She didn't think she looked the type to be such, but who was to say anyone actually looked to be what they did. If they did, everyone would have known what she was and more than likely this pleasant gentleman wouldn't be speaking to her now.

When he pointed a finger towards her waist, Ebony would twist to look, catching the glint of the glass bottle which in turn caused a glint in her own eyes. "Oh! Um...no, not really. At least not that kind of inspiration I'm afraid. I'm actually here scouting for some art pieces." Quickly the woman thought best to add to that a better explanation else he ask more questions. "For some clients. Maybe something for myself if I find anything that catches my fancy. What about you two?"

Though she was sure Vyn hadn't meant the comment to be funny, Ebony couldn't suppress an amused chuckle. It was silly of her to think of the smoke as a living entity, but it would be one someday and the more she kept reminding herself of that now, perhaps the better. Besides, she was sure the onyx and rose female was still pretty young despite her very adult like features. And children liked to pretend right? She could do that. She did do that on a nearly every day basis.

As the girl floated away, reminded of her initial intent before the lavender haired woman's interruption, Ebony felt a twinge of regret making mention of being there for business as now her guardian seemed much more interested. What were the chances he was a businessman? A single slender brow rose at finally noting his similar attire before mentally kicking herself once more. "More or less..." She began to make her way towards were Vyn had floated off to, yet slowly as she wasn't trying to make seem like she was running away from Ethan. Quite the contrary. "Education huh? That's a really great idea. And great that you're taking it into your own hands. Though it's not like you can really ship her off to school or anything."

She suddenly whipped back around to face the older man and clasped her hands behind her back, "So what other subjects have you explored? Or am I being too presumptuous?"

She wasn't any sort of mind reader or anything, but she did find it odd how quickly Vyn had lost interest in the painting that she seemed so drawn to only a moment before. Ebony would have thought she'd at least be there for a good while before moving on, but alas this was not the case. Taking a quick look between the painting and the rose Frei, the woman didn't vocalize her questions, yet continued to follow slowly after the girl.

"Well...math and science aren't exactly the easiest things to learn about in this world. Nor are they exactly anyone's idea of fun if you will. Though maybe if you pair it up with things of interest to her, maybe it'll soften the blow?" Course Ebony had no idea what the correct method would be for teaching a Raevan anything, but most of them seemed to have gotten about quite well without much formal schooling. She also wasn't very creative when it came to making lessons fun, her prime example being her father, and he wasn't exactly the type for fun when it came to studies. He always said that the fun was in the learning itself, that knowledge was power. Thus Ebony more or less followed the same ideals when it came to education. "Or you could just break them up like you are now. I wouldn't really know honestly. Maybe you should ask someone with kids."

Another amused smile slipped onto her lips as she watched Ethan grow silent in his contemplation. You could almost see the gears turning about in that silver head of his. Given his career choice, it was fair to assume the older man wasn't one to back down from a challenge so easily or even at all. This attributed more to her smile more than anything else because it reminded her of her father. A fond memory, yet not very welcomed at the time, thus Ebony was very grateful when Vyn spoke up to distract her.

Straightening up and becoming quite professional in demeanor, Ebony replied easily enough. "This is what we call abstract art, where the piece has no particular form or even a set direction in which the artist is trying to move in. Simply put, it's a portrayal or snap shot of the artist's feelings at the time. That's one reason they are more sought after these days, not just because it's the hip modern thing to do, but because they are easier to relate to for most." She gave a smug look towards the two, "Or as I like to think, it tends not to hurt their heads as much trying to find meaning in it. But that could just be me being bias. I'm not as interested in abstracts, although the dynamic use of brush strokes is nice. How about you two? Which ones do you prefer?"