Bastien's words made him feel far better than the other could ever imagine. To know he wasn't alone? That shit felt amazing. Knowing that others had lost their memories, he wasn't just hand picked to be fucked over with a cactus. "Yeah...it's not great. But things are starting to come back to me, sometimes I remember random things. Those little things weren't always the most helpful, but sometimes they made him feel better. Gave him something to think about at night.
"I'm sure someone did. If not then, well, that's fucking stupid. You did something so incredible." Oliver couldn't say whether they used to have something like that or not, but it was nice to know that Caido had something like that.
Bastien clearly had many dreams for the guild and all sounded simply incredible. Oliver knew that Caido kinda felt like a hell hole, tons of people dying and everyone was just super on edge. Hopefully the art would allow people to healthily release any emotions. To draw whatever came to mind, to entertain others through performances.
The blonde grinned and ran a hand through his hair. "That sounds....great. Really. Oliver wanted to visit the guild, even if he wasn't allowed to join. He wanted to see the art and passion the people felt when they dedicated themselves to the arts. It sounded amazing. Bastien's love for the art had to be a shared thing, surely others appreciated it as much as him.
"I'll have to come see those performances sometime. I know that you've already brought the joy of art to my life. Allowing me to paint on the mural was...freeing. It felt nice to have such a big canvas, to be around others who liked art. I'm sure others feel the same way."
who could ask for anything more
for Bastien |
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10-30-2019, 06:32 PM
OLIVER Within the eye, mysteries of the soul burn deeply beneath the fiery chasms of love and patiently wait for an awakening the Dionysian
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10-31-2019, 09:21 PM
BASTIEN "What is it you remember?" Bastien asked, curious what made it though Oliver's forgetful curse. He liked to think if he was made to lose memories, he remember his artwork and Rexanna.
He laughed sharply at Oliver's judgement on the population of Venice. "I must tell you a lot of the city was motivated by money and without a clear profit? The Sanctuary only made enough to keep itself - and me - running." Admittedly he had lived a hedonistic life full of wine, finery and travel, but he had always thought of that as a part of the operation. His reputation as a travelling eccentric was a part of the draw, after all. "I do not think anyone else will take it on...unless perhaps one of my trainees did." Though he didn't know if he trusted any of them to do it well. "Well. That is wonderful to hear." Bastien grinned, knowing when he was out of his present situation he would think over the compliment again and smile. "I will see if we can organise more murals - brighten up this town a little. People need the colour." You standing beside me I'm going to push back, push back, push back With every word and every breath
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11-01-2019, 02:41 PM
OLIVER Within the eye, mysteries of the soul burn deeply beneath the fiery chasms of love and patiently wait for an awakening Oh what could he remember? it was kind of hard to put into words. The memories came in small, unintelligible pieces. "Okay...I'm not weird, but what I remember is...weird. Like, I know what a carriage is? I also know what a unicorn is." Okay, so this really wasn't helpful. "Most things I'm able to identify? And there's little pieces of memories or concepts. Like... A blush appeared on his cheeks. Should he tell the story? Eh. Bastien seemed chill enough. "Like I know the idea of hiding in a closet with someone you're into so nobody will see you..." And now he was rambling and probably sharing way too much information. Great job Oliver. the Dionysian
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11-03-2019, 06:07 PM
BASTIEN Bastien held a bemused frown at the things Oliver listed as memories, thinking them odd pieces to hold onto. "Well, those are all rather...vague. I'm sure we've all spent some time hiding in cupboards." He knew he had, back in Venice - more than a few nobles were attracted to the idea of the eccentric bohemian painter but couldn't afford the hit to their reputation. There were very few he had let touch him, but it had not been unheard of.
A mural for every other street...an ambitious goal, but it had the kind of dramatic flair Bastien liked. "Well! We can certainly try, though it is the right of people to tell us not to paint on their buildings...boring though that wish is." He shrugged. Starting a fight over wallspace went against the main point of the pieces, unfortunately, which was to improve the lives of the residents. "If you will help us every time, why not just join the guild?" He laughed and winked, momentarily amused enough by Oliver's strange shyness. You standing beside me I'm going to push back, push back, push back With every word and every breath
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11-04-2019, 02:29 AM
OLIVER Within the eye, mysteries of the soul burn deeply beneath the fiery chasms of love and patiently wait for an awakening Oliver couldn't deny that Bastien was absolutely correct. "Oh trust me, I know. My memories are vague and extremely random, none really all that helpful in any way. Before I was kinda mad...but now I'm just going with it." Nice to know that hiding in closets was a thing that even Bastien knew about. Meant that maybe they could've been from the same world...or humans just knew to hide in closets when doing inappropriate things. the Dionysian
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11-04-2019, 07:21 PM
BASTIEN "That is all we can do with many of life's hardships." Bastien nodded, knowing that from experience. Accept, move on, don't deny, and you could eventually turn your problems into lessons.
He hoped very much that people would allow him to paint on their homes, see it as the gift it was, but he knew there would be some sticks in the mud. "We will see. I will work to commission...to an extent. There are some things I refuse to honour with my brush." Authority, monarchy, anything celebrating the power of the few over the many. He had been commissioned a few times in Venice to paint the King mightily looking over his 'subjects' - he had always refused. Bastien had not known joining his guild was such a decision to make, but he did not mind waiting. "Of course." Besides, until Longnight ended his guild was a collection of packed up paint supplies in an empty building. "If you do decide to join us, come by the Sanctuary, I should be there often." With that said, he turned to leave with a smile, needing to go back to his busy mind and panic over Rexanna. You standing beside me I'm going to push back, push back, push back With every word and every breath |
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