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Post by ||Alex Ace Ventore|| on Dec 23, 2006 22:04:51 GMT -5
Alex sighed as he searched the gallery for something that inspired him to the fullest. He wouldn't accept a painting that was just pushed around with a paint brush and named by an artist. He himself enjoyed the complexity of art, but didn't have the coordination for it. Sure he could paint a few things, and was an excellent drawer; but he didn't have the patience.
Sue Him.
Finally stopping when his hazel-green eyes locked on a terrific painting, he didn't care too much for the name ..but oh well.
It was of a valley, full of trees which were merely smudged and it was like looking through fog. Along with the fog came faces that were not very defined but lightly noticed. The sun had streams of heat buldging from sparks yet the fog still took over. It seemed like a depressing piece of art, but it was interesting to imagine how the person thought. You could basically tell that it took a year or more. Time is everything in this world now-a-days.
His muscular torso was covered by a white&blue, long sleeved button-up, polo revealing bits of a white tee-undershirt, loosely clunged to the shirt was a grey, Hollister sweatshirt, with writing on the shoulder and across the chest. Although the weather being so cold he still wore it half-zipped..it wasnt such a great choice to be warm. Wrapted around his waist; still showing his Moose abercrombie boxers, were his dark/washed denim jeans which were destroyed and ripped recently bought from hollister. His shoes were normal, american eagle style, tan shoes with white lacing. Even though he cleaned them daily you could see alittle of smudges due to his journey for the day, and waiting the streets.
His slowed his pace, passing the art that inspired him. Nothing else seemed to his interest or something he hadn't seen before. Sighing once more, he searched the room, but it was nearly emptied except for a few elder people enjoying art before christmas.
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Post by Olivia & Ophelia Parker on Dec 23, 2006 22:42:51 GMT -5
Ophelia had been dragged in my her sister inside the Met. She wasn't much for art, but hey, her sister wanted to go somewhere "quiet and peaceful". And that wasn't the Underground. The blonde walked backwards, not really interested in paintings. They all seemed the same to her. Sure, she would think some were pretty, but she woulnd't go deeper than that. Olivia, on the other hand, loved art. She didn't get it, but it soothed her.The brunette was staring an a paintintg, while her sister just droned on, bored.
Ophe was wearing a bright pink mini skirt with a ruffles on the bottom. Black legwarmers were worn, mostly as a fashion statement - not as a way to keep herself warm -, over her black heels. A wrap black cardigan hugged her torso, making the bright pink 'pop' even more. Olivia on the other hand was dressed more chic, you could say. Black pants, black boots, a black headband. All contrasting a long grey sweater with a v-neck.
The blonde closed her eyes, putting her arms out as she walked backwards. She headed for the boy, obviously not knowing, and bumping on him.
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Post by ||Alex Ace Ventore|| on Dec 23, 2006 23:10:49 GMT -5
Turning around shocked as someone had bumped into him, he glanced to meet eyes with the girl from the cafe; and a twin? He smiled greetingly, although slowly tilting into a evil smirk. "You again.." he teased with an arch of the eyebrows, and cross of the arms. His smiled widened as he spotted the look-alike. She was cute..But he was a complex one and wouldn't dare to show attraction.
He fumbled around with his arms as they were still crossed, and limp. "Ophelia? Correct?" he said; pronouncing it slowly, to perfect the art of her //somewhat// interesting name.
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Post by Olivia & Ophelia Parker on Dec 23, 2006 23:27:49 GMT -5
Ophelia looked up, blinking. Oh. It was /him/. The odd boy from the cafe. "Correct." she said, crossing her arms. She looked at the boy, smirking. "You always put yourself in people's way?" she asked, a hint of attitude in her tone.
Olivia noticed her sister talking to a boy. Well, that wasn't surprising. She just coulnd't keep herself away form them, coulnd't she? The brunette walked over to them, hands in her pants' pockets. She stood by, not saying a word. |
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Post by ||Alex Ace Ventore|| on Dec 23, 2006 23:33:17 GMT -5
"Yeah, it's a new fad to get into people's way..didn't you hear?" he laughed with a pause..he wasn't done yet. "You seem up-to-date with all that kind of stuff ..surprised you haven't noticed yet" he said; being a smartass. She was cute...he as a guy couldn't; deny that.
She was Stubborn
That was another thing that he couldnt; deny.
He un-crossed his arms, and notice the girl approach, with an attitude as if her sister had always brought her into boys. "So you found a secret about me...I like art" he shrugged; giving her a slight smile. Looking at the girl, he nodded in greeting and held out a hand. "The names Alex" he introduced.
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Post by Olivia & Ophelia Parker on Dec 23, 2006 23:42:25 GMT -5
She glared at the boy, slightly confused. What did he mean by 'You seem up-to-date with all that kind of stuff'. "That, right." Ophe said, nodding softly. "You like art /and/ you're a smartass." she said with a fake grin, obviously sarcastic. "You judge too quickly." she told him, shaking her head.
Olivia raised a brow, noticing how her sister seemed to be... Feisty with this guy. She took his hand, smiling politely. "Olivia." she said, not showing much interest in him. Well, she coulnd't help it, she was still thinking about Ashton. |
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Post by ||Alex Ace Ventore|| on Dec 23, 2006 23:46:22 GMT -5
"I don't judge.." he smiled. Yeah he was a smartass born and raised; he couldnt help that he liked playing these head games.
"I'm a smartass, when I meet one.." he said; looking directly at Ophelia. "It's okay though..it turns me on" he said; sarcastically of course, although it slightly did. He liked difficult girls he couldn't help it.
Knowing the girl didn't show much interest in meeting him, he kind-of left her alone due to her major silence.
Oh Well..
They were both cute...
Denying these..wasn't an option.
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Post by Olivia & Ophelia Parker on Dec 23, 2006 23:55:32 GMT -5
The blonde rolled her eyes as he said he didn't judge, since to her it seemed like a total lie. Her mouth dropped as he looked at her, her lips curling into a smirk. "Turns you on, huh?" she said, getting slightly closer. "Good luck coolin' it off." she said, looking at her own hand, which was slowly creeping up his chest. She smiled, letting go as she looked up at him.
"This is gonna make me barf." Olivia said, mostly to herself, but still out loud. She scoffed, smiling as she glanced away, pretending to look at some painting. |
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Post by ||Alex Ace Ventore|| on Dec 24, 2006 0:01:00 GMT -5
"Yeah..it'd be hard to turn off, but I think I can manage" he laughed, as she crepted on his chest. Did she think that'd make him the horn dog..that most guys were. Of course not; he really didn't judge he just prefered alot of things and when they followed the guidelines; which he too was unsure of, then they striked home run.
Watching the girl 'olivia' with a smirk he seen her glance off as if not listening; which was completely untrue. He knew girls like that. Sure he wasn't a expert on girls, but he might as well be. He'd seen alot of girls,been with alot of girls to know them well-enough.
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Post by Olivia & Ophelia Parker on Dec 24, 2006 0:11:36 GMT -5
She pulled her tongue out, tilting her head at him. "Good." she said, keeping that smirk on her face. Olivia stepped away slightly, rubbing her cheek, which was still a bit blue. Ophelia glanced at her sister, then back at Alex.
She stayed quiet as she had nothing else to say to him. He was annoying. Attractive yes, but annoying as well. Odd enough she always found a way to be attracted to the assholes |
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Post by ||Alex Ace Ventore|| on Dec 24, 2006 0:19:24 GMT -5
Yes Alex could be annoying, but only to some people because they could not seem to understand him. Plus she had been trying to get him interested in her. Sure he was, but he wasn't about to give up his mysteries and let her know that.
Lookign back at the sister he laughed abit as she slowly dis-included herself from the scene.
Alex smiled then slightly turned himself away from Ophelia to look at a piece of art that inspired him.
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Post by Olivia & Ophelia Parker on Dec 24, 2006 0:28:26 GMT -5
Olivia glanced at the boy as he laughed, but didn't do anything else. It was pretty obvious her sister was into and well, he seemed like an ass. As if she didn't have her handful of those already. The blonde watched him turn away, but instead of following him, she turned back as well.
So. It was three people /not/ facing each other.
How fun.
Ophelia coulnd't help but glance at him from time to time. She tilted her head to the side as she watched a painting, obviosuly thinking nothing of it. She was only staring at it, but her thoughts were somewhere else. |
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Post by ||Alex Ace Ventore|| on Dec 24, 2006 0:45:11 GMT -5
Alex looked at Ophelia and walked behind her to show her the true aspects of the painting. He gentally grabbed her hand and glidded it across a part that he softly explained in her ear; more sexually if anything. "You have to put yourself into the mind of the artist." he said; examining the art.
He moved her other hand across another part with a slight smile. Was he being flirty?
Oh well.
He put his head on her shoulder from behind her, and explained into her ear, as if it was a secret that was so important. Which it was..it was art that could never be understood, unless you took the concept of it.
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Post by Olivia & Ophelia Parker on Dec 24, 2006 0:52:32 GMT -5
She gasped softly as he came up behind her, surprised. She listened acrefully as he took her hand. She coulnd't help but blush slightly, since this whole thing seemed way more than just an information session. Wow. Who knew art could be so sexy?
"The mid of the artist?" she said, smiling softly as she turned her head towards him, her face inches away from his. "I don't think I'm that deep unfortunately.." she said, smirking. |
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Post by ||Alex Ace Ventore|| on Dec 24, 2006 1:01:20 GMT -5
"The reason why you can't get the concept is because, you merely doubt your train of thought." he said; with a honest look. Really she had the talent to catch the aspect, but did she choose not to? Sure he could be the next Van Gogh; but he really doubted it.
He still held her among him, pointing out things, that most people wouldn't notice. "You glance upon it, and you dont catch the interest that lays deep in it, but if you concentrate, you'll find that it was more then just a paint brush and paint." he explained once more, examining the art himself.
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