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Post by Dmitriy on Jul 30, 2015 23:46:35 GMT -5
In one hand Dmitriy held a bottle in a bag and the other he had the card Scythr had given him. It had been about a week and a half from that day. It was a little odd to meet someone in a liqueur store. Yet, it was a nice meeting. Dmitriy thought Scythr was really...nice. She was shy, deeply self-conscious, and nice from all he could tell. Well, he felt her self-consciousness wasn’t as simple as that… Speaking of inner thought, by the time Dmi had finished recollecting the girl he had arrived at her studio. A nice building it was. He went inside finding it a bit dim, but that was absolutely not what got his attention. It was the array of dark creepy paintings. He walked up to a couple taking in her style. There were abstract paintings of people, their faces were almost never shown. Instead they were either skulls, masked, or featureless. Smaller paintings of realistic animals were in between. Was this what was all in her head? How she saw things? Dmitriy stopped in front of an astoundingly different painting. An angel with an apple pressed to its lips. Compared to the darker repeating themes of the rest he didn’t know what to really make of this one. Though it was beautifully painted like the others. The weight of the bottle pulled him back. He remembered why he was actually here. “Ms. Noreika?” Dmitriy looked around. Was there a bell to ring maybe? Thank for them descriptions Setton! |
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Post by PSYCHE on Jul 31, 2015 0:04:23 GMT -5
Scythr was walking back from the washroom. Her hair had been pulled back into a high ponytail, a dark blue bandanna tied around her head, and her bangs were brushed to the side of her face. She wiped the paint off of her fingers with a damp and multi-colored stained rag. Humming to herself, she started rubbing up the arms, but froze when she heard someone's voice.
"Ms. Noreika?"
The girl gasped. Someone had entered her studio, but who? She pressed her back against the wall and peeked past the open doorway. There in her line of vision was a turtle shell. She instantly remembered the time at the liqueur store, and took in a short breath to work up some courage.
"Y-Yes?" She poked her head out in front of the entrance way and slowly made her way inside of the room. She tugged on the knot of her bandanna, pulling it off and looking up at him. She hadn't expected to see him so soon - or at all for that matter. Though in the end, she was happy to have a visitor... Not many understood her or liked her. But Scythr was prepared this time. If he didn't like her too, she'd understand.
Her appearance wasn't as dressed up as last time. Scythr wore a loose, white t-shirt with short sleeves and a messy broken heart sketch on it. She wore black skinny jeans and dark blue and white converse shoes. A bag of small watercolor tubes was in between her left arm as she continued to wipe herself down with the rag. "I... Is there something you need?" She tilted her head with a smile. "Dmitriy... Right?"
Of course she remembered his name. It was a very nice name she liked after all.
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Post by Dmitriy on Jul 31, 2015 1:49:13 GMT -5
Dmitriy heard the small voice answer him from behind. He knew it was Scythr. The same young woman from the liquor store who was an artist that had created all of these paintings. Quite a find.
Scythr looked a lot more casual this time. Cute and comfortable. With the multicolor rag, it seems like she had just finished cleaning up.
“I’m just here to visit.” He went over to her. “Brought this for you too or whoever likes it. The shop is doing well though we’ve had a couple also non-alcoholic customers.” He put the bottle on a table “So there’s quite a few extra bottles.”
“It looks like you have quite a theme going with your paintings.” Dmitriy walked up to one of the skeleton people. “How did you come up stuff like this, is it always just in you?” He felt his questions were a little intrusive, but he wanted to know, he was so interested. The most he had done was paint flames on a grillbot that a customer brought in for a cheap paint job once. The idea was no where near as original or well done.
He wanted to be clear to her for sure, “I like your style. Every painting is captivating individually and as a whole.” Then Dmitriy shrugged, “I”m sure you hear stuff like that all the time though, sorry”
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Post by PSYCHE on Jul 31, 2015 16:57:41 GMT -5
Scythr was happy to have a visitor who didn't seem terrified of the dark array of paintings. Scythr was also surprised when she saw him pull out a bottle. She was wondering what was in his hand, but she didn't expect a gift of any kind. Her silver eyes watched as he placed it down, and her mouth gaped open slightly, trying to think of words to say. She knew she should say 'thank you', but a little spark of happiness prevented that. He was so kind for a stranger.
That was when she turned to him when he asked his question. Scythr placed the bag of paints down on the table along with the rag. "I always try to paint people... But they keep turning out this way. They keep invading my mind and destracting me from reality." She couldn't explain to him that this was her way of expressing the fear she went through on a daily basis. Scythr also couldn't explain that the 'they she referred to were the voices in her head constantly screaming about the skeleton people - because she was convinced they were real - and that only she could see and hear these entities simply because she was a despicable existence that needed to be feasted upon. She walked passed a very lage canvas covered by a white sheet and walked on towards a watercolor painting of a cyan blue and white parakeet, perched on an indigo thread, with many other indigo threads suspended in the background.
"Animals are fine though..." She looked to her feet. "I really like animals... They're very cute, and they don't mind me as much..." Smiling at him, she pointed towards a canvas at the far end of the room. "T-That's the one I just finished."
It was an acrylic painting of a Hawksbill Sea Turtle that had black skin and sparkling jade accents, as well as jade crystal formations on it's shell. It swam through a watery cave filled with glowing turquoise and green crystal formations that lit up the cave.
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Post by Dmitriy on Nov 21, 2015 21:57:03 GMT -5
Dmitriy was a little worried that his gift might not have been appropriate. Not that it would be offensive, but that she may, well hopefully, did not drink it herself. Yet, he wasn't sure what else to get that would not be assumptive. Again, he had worried, but seeing her spark of happiness was reassuring. He wouldn't stop thinking of what might be better for another time. He looked at the bag of paints Scythr had just set on the table. The rag too, because in his own work rags can be all too vital.
Then, he looked up at Scythr. He...did actually have a low-lurking feeling that they were not exactly from a happy place. Especially in comparison to the gorgeous animal paintings. It seems like the best artists suffered in some way. It shouldn't have to be like that, right? 'I have to...get to know her better. Then maybe she would be comfortable to tell me about what's she's going through.'
Scythr walked passed a larger covered canvas over to a beautiful parakeet water painting. 'Animals don't mind you as much...'
He looked and went over to where she pointed. Hold it, hold it in-
"Hello Cuz, looking good" He couldn't hold it in. "How long did this one take you?"
Dmi sat on a nearby stool getting a workable idea. An idea that he could have only gotten from being around his intuitive boss for so long.
"Also....do you do murals or collaborations?"
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Post by PSYCHE on Nov 21, 2015 22:31:00 GMT -5
Oh no. Oh no, oh no. Had he realized that the painting was inspired by him? Scythr was awful at keeping to herself when she painted, and she couldn't seem to stop thinking of him after their encounter. He seemed so nice - though he might have been deceiving her like everyone else. But that wasn't the case, right? And the painting didn't offend him, did it?
'Your dad is going to get mad if he finds you with a boy.'
She pursed her lips.
'Yes, indeed, indeed. Dirty lil' you with a boy.' It tsked in her head. 'He'll just use you like everyone else.'
'He'll beat you. He'll beat you, he'll beat you, he'll beat-'
Dmitriy's question snapped her out of her trance. She blinked in confusion, looking over at the turtle painting and back at him. Scythr swallowed the forming lump and cleared her throat. "N-Not long at all." She forced a smile. "Only a few days. I get paintings done faster since I spend most of my time here... Sometimes I sleep here, too, and this canvas wasn't so big." The girl pressed her fingers together, tapping her feet lightly on the floor in nervousness. She tried her best to make it sound like everything she described wasn't an inconvenience. After all, that was the last thing she wanted to be to anyone.
"Do you do murals or collaborations?"
"Oh..." She met his eyes again. "N-No, I don't usually go outside s-so... And I don't have any friends to... collaborate with. People don't really like me." Subconsciously, she began scratching the little bruises and pricks on her arms she got from drug use. "You're actually the first who's uh... But uhm..." She pointed a finger to a door off to the side. "I've entered tons of competitions since I was really little. All of my rewards are in there." She looked back up at him with her big eyes and continued in her soft spoken tone. "D-did you want me to do a mural?"
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Post by Dmitriy on Nov 22, 2015 16:10:07 GMT -5
Scythr was quiet, almost stuck for a moment. His questions seemed to snap her out of her mind.
'A few days?' Dmitriy covered his face with his hands, underneath was a big embarrassed smile. He could hardly believe he could be an inspiration. All from only one meeting. It was flattering and more. He relaxed enough to bring down his hands listening to her shyly rattle out her answers. "You're very dedicated. I often spend hours back in the shop as well. That's why my Boss kicks me outside every so often."
He looked her in the eyes back, with a soft expression. "I'd love to work with you on something, as a friend. I do not have a bright idea just yet, but I think we could make something great. You could meet my Boss too, she'd like you for sure. She has from what she's heard from me." He smiled, hoping she would take to the offer, he also took in everything she had said. While making sure he replied to every point, he held back as to not seem pressuring. Really this was the most he had spoken so far, it seemed to be helpful for her.
"A closet full of awards doesn't even sound surprising, but it is astounding." It was how he felt, but maybe it was too much. He smiled more when she asked about the mural. "A mural would be awesome, but since I didn't come over with any other intention than to visit, I couldn't give you many details. But if you still have the card I gave you, maybe we could work somethings out?"
All the while Dmitriy had been keeping his eyes off the bruises and picks in her arms. "You can also call if you cant find much time, about the mural, collab, or...just to talk about anything at all."
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Post by PSYCHE on Nov 22, 2015 21:24:35 GMT -5
Scythr tilted her head when Dmitriy covered his face. Oh no... Had he felt sick? Did something she say offend him? The girl fidgeted, not knowing what to do with his reaction. Placing a paint stained finger to her lip, she shuffled herself over and hesitated before placing her hand on his hair and giving him a gentle rub.
She giggled at his comment about his boss, then drew her hand back when he offered about working with her on a project. Scythr froze up, taking a few surprised steps back and placing a hand to her chest as if to ask if he was referring to her. Scythr placed a lock of multicolored hair behind her ear.
"I... I would love that but... I'm not very good with people..." Her eyes perked up when she realized her tone sounded as if she was putting him down. The girl waved her hands in front of her face to try and recover from being disrespectful. "N-Not that I don't want to, I do! I don't want to cause trouble." She swallowed. With him continuing to talk, she started changing her mind about everything. Maybe it was okay to go out once in a while and do something with someone. Not everyone was out to eat her...
... Right?
"... Well... If you insi-"
Below their floor, a door slammed open with a loud howl from an older man. Someone had called her name in a commanding, yet drunken tone. The girl jumped almost too noticeably and began to panic.
"Oh... Oh no no... Y-you need to hide, quick!" Scythr started gently pushing Dmitriy. But where would she hide him? She looked behind one of her largest canvases and grabbed a huge sheet, folding it and placing it in his hands. "Go hide behind that canvas. He'll hurt you, too!"
'What did we tell you, you idiot girl!?'
'Now he's going to come up here and take everything from you!'
"No! A-as long as I stay quiet, he'll go away." She responded to her thoughts. "He never bothers coming up here. We'll just wait for him to leave..."
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