BASTIEN
"Indeed I have that honour." Bastien bowed slightly, but was interrupted by a laugh at Juniper's comment about Azrael being unique. Were he prone to offense, he could take it at that, but to the artist there was no higher compliment. "They take after their mother and I, that is true. No blending in with the crowds when you are a De Rosieres."
After that though, they were to get down to business, to the real discussion. Bastien nodded at what she had to ask, pleased to hear such a kind, humanising question; there was hope here for a connection. He had feared that this would be more like an interrogation, an angry Fae looking for revenge...but for the moment things seemed to be softer, gentler, more inquisitive than retributive, so he would respond in kind.
"Oh, my favourite subject." He paused to think on what to say, though not for long -- Bastien had a lot of practice talking about himself. "Well, I arrived here three years ago now...a little longer than that, in fact. Before that, I came from a place called Venice; it was a city full of art, decadence...and corruption. Different to Caido in many ways and for a while, it was all I could do to hold on and survive here: but then I found my niche." He smiled, proud of what he had created so far in the new world.
"I have always been an artist and performer, dedicated to aesthetic beauty and philosophy above all else, a bohemian and hedonist - it might seem strange, then, that I chose to Ascend; and I did choose it, I was not brought here like that; but what the Voice had to offer me was living forever. To be able to see the world change, develop and grow, to be able to practice my work endlessly...it appealed. And so I am the worlds first sober, celibate hedonistic philosopher." He laughed, unsure if she'd know of all these concepts but enjoying the title for himself.
After that though, they were to get down to business, to the real discussion. Bastien nodded at what she had to ask, pleased to hear such a kind, humanising question; there was hope here for a connection. He had feared that this would be more like an interrogation, an angry Fae looking for revenge...but for the moment things seemed to be softer, gentler, more inquisitive than retributive, so he would respond in kind.
"Oh, my favourite subject." He paused to think on what to say, though not for long -- Bastien had a lot of practice talking about himself. "Well, I arrived here three years ago now...a little longer than that, in fact. Before that, I came from a place called Venice; it was a city full of art, decadence...and corruption. Different to Caido in many ways and for a while, it was all I could do to hold on and survive here: but then I found my niche." He smiled, proud of what he had created so far in the new world.
"I have always been an artist and performer, dedicated to aesthetic beauty and philosophy above all else, a bohemian and hedonist - it might seem strange, then, that I chose to Ascend; and I did choose it, I was not brought here like that; but what the Voice had to offer me was living forever. To be able to see the world change, develop and grow, to be able to practice my work endlessly...it appealed. And so I am the worlds first sober, celibate hedonistic philosopher." He laughed, unsure if she'd know of all these concepts but enjoying the title for himself.
Oh, and there we were all in one place
A generation lost in space
A generation lost in space
