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Post by DawnsComing on Dec 13, 2017 22:48:32 GMT -6
 
Team Leader: Diony and Remiel
Please keep the following in mind!
- Posts must be a minimum of 175 words. There is no maximum!
- No strict order is enforced, but there must be at least two posts between your own character's.
- No god-moding or reading characters' minds (unless your pony is a literal telepath, anyway)
- Always get consent before harming another character!
- Your team is precious. Try to interact with everyone. <3
- Have fun! Even if your pony isn't. 8'D
Breim Prompt:
A grand summons has been sent out by Diony to all the Masters and Makers hand picked by the royals. They are looking to commission something grand, eye catching and fitting enough for the palace! The catch however? They would like these chosen few to work together on a collaboration. The details are vague, the task up to the imagination of the artists brought together. What could this grand expense be for?!
Location: Nariah, undisclosed meeting place
Time of Day: Mid Morning
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Post by Deleted on Dec 16, 2017 8:33:04 GMT -6
REMIEL
Remiel had arrived, rather curious about this summoning. He flexed his shiny wings slightly in a relaxed manner and looked around. He knew why he was here, of course.He might have been New Generation, but he was a famous artist, after all. He had also been around visiting Nariah anyway, but that was besides the point. He was ready to bet that even the Old Gen was secretly bored of their ways, ready to be amazed by something new and sparkly. Remiel was good at both of those things. Maybe less excellent at working together, but you know. He felt like he had the right to be quirky. He was just that extraordinary, matched with his hybrid look that could not go unnoticed - sparkly gemstones covering his body and wings.
He had considered not coming, since he didn't really care about the Royals. But then someone might have thought not that he didn't feel like coming, but that he wasn't invited. And that just wouldn't do.
He had also brought his kitsune, Akemi, along. The poor thing deserved to be entertained as well. Remiel did little to try to reign in the curious beast, and it kept somewhat close in return.
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Post by Superior-Caesar on Dec 16, 2017 12:38:32 GMT -6
IchigoIchigo quietly walked toward her destination. It seemed odd that she would be called upon to collaborate with so many spectacular artists. She hadn't really made a name for herself yet. She was just an apprentice. Sure, she believed her skill was well beyond what anyone might notice, but that didn't mean others had seen it. The mare decided it was probably best not to question the summons. Everyone would be there for a reason and she could hold her own in a room filled with artists.
As the mare walked into the room she had been called to, she scanned her surroundings. She saw only one other being in the room. Her eyes sparked with intrigue. She'd heard rumors of such an interesting creature, but she never expected to see him with her own eyes.
Ichigo politely walked up to her fellow artist with a smile on her face. "Hello, sir. It's a pleasure to make your acquainance, I'm very excited to work with you. My name is Ichigo." She spoke softly to him.
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Post by gone-astrayy on Dec 17, 2017 2:49:26 GMT -6
Arya | Master [Paper crafting]
Securing her cloak firmly around her neck, Arya suppressed a sigh. It was time to make her way to a meeting with other artists, Master and Maker alike. The summons had been a little too vague for her liking, and she had debated on just not showing at all. Had it been anyone other than the Royals who had sent the summons, she would have ignored it, her time was far too important for dalliances on some project that didn't even have a base plan. However, as the Royals regularly commissioned the Paper crafter to restore old tomes, scrolls, and transcripts, she supposed it would be rude to deny the request. If only they had been a little more.... informative about this mystery collaboration, and just who she was supposedly working with. Oh well, squandering time with complaints of what was already done was only a waste of time on her part, and as she already thought, she had better things to do with her time.
One would suppose the mare was of the anti social quality with her distaste for going to a simple meeting, but they would be wrong. Arya was quite friendly honestly, even if she came off a little brusque at times, but her social skills had severely diminished since she was a foal, long since preferring the company of a book to her fellow equine. Even now, as the mare made her way to the meeting her nose was pressed into an old tome, mentally cataloging every tear, every water damaged page, a crack in the spine. Yes, this lovely tome would be her next side project, the poor thing was in quite the state of disrepair. Before long, the hippocampus found herself at the location, and slid primly into the room, catching the tail end of someone introducing themselves as "Ichigo".
Looking up, she realized it had to have been the mare, and she stored the name. "I'm Arya, Paper crafting Master." her voice was crisp and decisive, and barring any nonsense.
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Post by SaintPumpkinMuffin on Dec 17, 2017 11:16:34 GMT -6
Hikira | Master Metalsmith The unicorn moved with poise as she turned her head when the other summoned horses approached each other to speak. Her stare was short, but her mind was quick, and she took in the sight before the staring became rude. She returned her eyes to the floor, and stepped over to the others. Arya she recognized. Hikira frequently visited Hayate and and Arya, along with the other masters. It wasn't uncommon for them to gather over tea to discuss business, politics, or bartering. In fact, the master metalsmiths had worked alongside the previous calligraphy and papermaking masters to form a number of texts that Hikira herself still read about her own art. Perhaps that is why she gravitated towards Arya instead of the new gen horses. She dipped her head in a small bow to them, and held out a longer, lower one for her fellow Master. Hikira's mask hung from her hip, and her swords and war fan were strapped to the other. Cloaking her body were her traveling robes, keeping her warm in the cool tunnels. The master waited politely for the other two to introduce themselves before giving her own name. "Hikira."
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Post by MusicalMagpie on Dec 17, 2017 23:30:21 GMT -6
Arges | Driven
Arges watched and waited as horses entered the room before him. He saw Makers and Masters, but no other Driven. Standing before the entrance, Arges tried taking deeper breaths. He didn't know anyone or why he was summoned with a bunch of artists. It seemed like the last one had walked in, minus Diony of course. Exhaling a shaky sigh, the young Driven entered the space. Everyone was already getting to know each other or had already been acquainted before. Figures, he always seemed the odd one out.
Something caught his eye. Something that brought back The Scream and echos from morning talks. A kitsune, nearby to a hybrid equine. Anyone would be awestruck seeing the hybrid, but Arges couldn't tear his eyes away from the devil fox. The room was turning into the small cave where he and a small party encountered one. He was barely through the doorway and already he felt the burning urge to run away. The Scream was ringing in his brain as he bit his tongue. Reaching out, he tried contacting the only one he could feasibly trust, hoping he was close enough to hear.
"Diony. Diony hurry please, I can't be alone here. I don't like this." Pleading through his telepathy, words almost getting lost in the echos. He stuck by the wall. Terrified, yellow eyes trained on the kitsune. To him, the entire world was once again gone and the god's fire burned hotter in his chest.
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Post by flamestorm11 on Dec 19, 2017 13:57:08 GMT -6
Kerian | Apprentice; Ceramics
Kieran was barely running late, as usual. Cursing herself internally, Kieran urged herself a little faster. Thank the higher beings above for only being a few minutes late rather than a few hours like she'd had happen in the past. She should have been early, not toddling behind like some unruly foal! Snorting at herself, Kieran made it to the meeting place that was placed upon the summons she had received. Feeling eyes upon her, Kieran couldn't help but feel herself heat up in embarrassment. She was such a fool for walking in like this. Taking a slowing breath like she had been taught to when thing weren't going her way, Kieran exhaled slowly before speaking to the gathered group of equids.
"My apologies, I got involved with taking care of my plants and time kind of.. Well flew by." The dark black mare said as she tucked her head in a polite manner. Kieran felt her heart hammering in her chest at the public speaking, but that was over in a flash. "I am Kieran, An apprentice in ceramics." She said as she felt her heart bloom at the sight of all of the other craft makers gathered here.
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Post by moonlightwalk on Dec 19, 2017 14:52:59 GMT -6
Eos | Uncut
So exciting. Eos followed her uncle as he made his way to whatever it was the grown-ups were going to. She smiled brightly as she ‘stealthily’ trailed him, pretending to be on some sort of secret mission. She had a crayon with her that she sometimes used to leave a mark. It tasted awfull, but anything for the mission. This way her papa could track them. She hummed as they went, keeping herself amused.
When Arges entered the room, she darted past him, eyes filling with awe as she took in all the horses gathered. She might have seen some, but wasn’t sure when or where. She wandered around a lot and there where a lot of horses after all. Another horse walked in and she turned to unabashedly stare at her. The mare introduced herself and Eos decided it would be best if she did the same. Her uncle wasn’t speaking so she thought she’d do him the favor of introducing him as well: “I’m Eos,” she declared, dropping her crayon to her hooves.
“This is my uncle. He doesn’t do cermanics.” She frowned, squinting at the horse who’d spoken last. Kieran? “What’s cermanics? Uncle does…” she trailed off, actually not sure what he did. It was complicated at least. She looked at Arges and beamed. “He’s really smart!” She puffed up her chest, proud that she had such a great uncle. Everybody must find him so cool. They’d want him as uncle. She frowned, looking at the room’s occupants worried.
“You can’t have him though,” she clarified, just to be sure, “he’s my uncle. Mine and Sis.”
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Post by sansatine on Dec 20, 2017 16:37:02 GMT -6
Dionysus Baudin. Late
A new event for the stallion, Diony was running late. The girls didn’t help much in his getting ready to go. Finally ready, Diony met his wife in the Library. He gave her a swift kiss and told Birdie he was taking the girls with him today. It was then he realized only four tiny hooves were following him, not eight. “Rosie, where’s your sister?” He asked her while fiddling with his cloak, then Rosario’s. “She went with uncle Scooter! A secret mission, Papa!” The filly exclaimed to her fathers deadpan face. His heart dropped. That didn’t sound good. “We better go find them.” He said, leading them out. His voice wasn’t as steady as he would have liked, but surely everything was fine... right? Diony left his cloak by the door. Rosie was wearing her special robes, the blue and gold ones she wore to their wedding, and refused to take them off. “I have to look good, Papa!”. Diony asked a passerby if they’d seen Arges and Eos, to which they confirmed and pointed them in their direction. He thanked them and Rosie lead them away. Entering the meeting room, Diony was met with many faces, including his children’s. The room had a subtle purple light shining and was as dignified as every Royal was. He walked into the room, sending Rosie to scold Eos. Diony walked past those whom he called here, greeting each by name, he did send out summons after all. Diony stood at the head of the room and looked up to address those present. “Good morning and welcome! I apologize for my tardiness, but it seems almost everyone is here-“ he stopped mid sentence. While speaking, Diony had been scanning the room. Arges looked uncomfortable, but the father assumed it was because he was here and not his lab. But then he saw Remiel and their Kitsune. He started to hear Arges’ pleas, to which he told him to wait just a moment, it will be okay, I’ll be there. Just one moment. Trailing back into his words, he continued,”I have called you today on behalf of the royal family. You have all been commissioned to create a collaboration of... well something. I’ve been given very little guidance on what is to be created, but I implore you to think big, elegant, and beautiful. Are there any questions before we proceed?” The stallion looked to Arges, just one more moment. 420 |
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Post by Deleted on Dec 21, 2017 13:04:33 GMT -6
REMIEL
Remiel nodded to the politely approaching mare, and offered a smile: "I'm Remiel. Crystal crafting Maker."
As long as he and his talents were appreciated, Remiel was happy to collaborate. Sometimes the mind wandered further with a push from a fellow artist. As long as it wasn't a push backwards, that he would not accept.
He rolled his eyes at the Master with their head buried in the book, and then dismissed them with a single swish of his tail. If a Master, who would have supposedly been actually interested in a Royal gift, showed this much interest, surely Remiel's time would have been better spent elsewhere. Oh well.
He nodded to Hikira - politeness could always be replied with politeness. Then his eyes moved to the horse standing weirdly aside, mostly because Akemi seemed to be staring at them, head tilted and interested. Remiel wondered what the story was, but couldn't bring himself to care quite enough.
"Now now, Akemi", he said to his kitsune, and received swishes of his tail in response. He didn't really have time to consentrate on the kitsune's antics right now, so he'd get to that later.
He forgot about that as soon as the the mare that introduced themselves as Kieran arrived, looking somewhat flushed. Remiel was one to appreciate certain precision, and could not understand the explanation. He just nodded in a very small and slightly stiff way, resisting rolling his eyes again. At least Kieran had apologized, so he guessed it would do.
Remiel was equally unimpressed by a foal attending such a meeting. He squinted his eyes irritably. Such nonsense, all of this.
Finally, the actual sender of the summons arrived. It was about time. The instructions couldn't have been much unclearer, but he guessed it would have to do. He reminded himself to let this be the last time he would answer a summon like this.
"If we are all here I think it would be best to start by going through our focuses again, and what we are comfortable working with. Then, I feel, we might actually know if we have further questions", he said, letting his gaze hit everyone in the room.
"I'm Remiel, crystal crafting Maker and I especially specialize in glowing crystals and light", he told.
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Post by SaintPumpkinMuffin on Dec 28, 2017 15:26:52 GMT -6
Hikira | Master Metalsmith
Hikira recognized Dionysus. He was one of the horses with her and the king when they attempted to clear the passage to Argus' shrine. In fact, he'd been the one to figure out how to summon the beastly rock creature... a golem, she supposed-- with the stone in the King's care. While she didn't particularly care for Dionysus either way (as she was generally one to reserve judgments for long after a meeting), Hikira was glad to see a familiar face. She bowed to him in greeting as he gathered everyone together. Much to her chargin, another horse seemed to take command of the situation. The one that called himself Remiel suggested introductions. As he stated his position, Hikira suddenly realized something rather odd. She previously had been too distracted with the kitsune at his side to notice that Remiel himself was an oddity. There was the slightest tilt of her head as the Master evaluated the stallions horn and wings, but said nothing further. Rudeness was unbefitting a Breimian Master. She glanced at Dionysus, skeptical about the hybrid's take over of the situation, but introduced herself similarly. "I am Kajiya Hikira, the Master Metalsmith from Isoba. I am skilled in all metalworking, but my preference is weapon design. I doubt that will be the focus of our collaboration. I will offer my services regardless to the royal family."
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Post by Superior-Caesar on Dec 30, 2017 16:07:11 GMT -6
IchigoIchigo smiled as the hybrid introduced himself to her. She was eager to learn what it was they were all here for. That excitement only grew as more horses streamed in. There were so many new faces. Ichigo certainly didn't know anyone. She wasn't exactly the most social of mares when it came to her free time.
Her gaze quickly shifted to a stallion that entered, speaking of what they would be doing. A collaboration sounded lovely to her. "This must be one hell of a collaboration. I'm curious to see how all of our skills shall be put together. I myself am studying in caligraphy, but I certainly do believe I have skills in other forms of the arts." Ichigo explained to the room. She was ecstatic to share her talents with all of these masters and skilled artisans.
She quietly stepped back to take in the scene. There was a lot going on with all of them there. A foal was even in the room. That was an interesting face to see. Ichigo certainly loved foals, especially since she had her own, but it did seem a tad odd to bring a foal to this. But, there must have been a good reason.
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Post by moonlightwalk on Jan 1, 2018 17:07:19 GMT -6
Eos
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Eos smiled brightly as her papa arrived, ears perking and calling out a greeting. She stayed at her uncle's side though, not wanting to make him feel like she'd run off and leave him behind, just because her papa arrived. Besides Uncle tended to be more fun anyway. Her sister soon wandered over and Eos wanted to tell her she looked pretty but instead got scolded. She pouted, eyeing her father who according to Rosie had given the instructions for her sister to do so. Didn't she do her best, leaving him those signs so he could find her in this secret mission?
Sulking quietly, she listened to the other grown-ups introducing themselves and what they did. She stayed perfectly silent as they spoke, eyes big and round as she took in everything. She wasn't sure what all of it was exactly, but it sounded impressive. Her papa had said they were gonna make something together. She rolled her crayon closer with her hoof. Was she going to be coloring? Ah, she wondered if she could go home and get some paint. She would have liked to paint better. The crayon would wash off eventually, it wasn't meant to stay. She was sure she could do something though. Eos liked to art.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 4, 2018 19:32:46 GMT -6
REMIEL
Remiel waited for introductions, nodded accordingly and acknowledged everyone and their different talents. His mind was calculating all the different pieces together, imagining how they could collaborate. He asked Dionysos a few questions, mainly about the materials and the timeframe for the work, for a better understanding on the subject. He didn’t care about sceptical glances, they were here to do things, not stare at each other. And the faster they would get on it, the faster they could all go their own paths once more.
“I would like to suggest some kind of a mixture between a statue-like piece, and a light fixture. I believe that would incorporate different talents in a way that can blend beautifully instead of clashing. We could start from a metal base, include ceramics in the shape and top it off with calligraphed papercraft and crystals? Would anyone have thoughts on that?” he talked, and looked around in the room. He was entirely immersed in his thought process, and forgot to look after his kitsune.
Akemi sat around for a while, his tail swishing and head tilting in the rhythm of speech, his large ears twitching towards each speaker. It was very boring, however, and when he didn’t receive attention, he decided to entertain himself. With a mischievous grin on his fox face, he started moving the items that were prepared for the Masters and Makers. First just a little bit, to see if anyone noticed. When that didn’t have the desired effect, things went flying, disappeared in mid-air just to re-appear in slightly different spots, flinging happily and chaotically around.
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Post by MusicalMagpie on Jan 5, 2018 12:48:26 GMT -6
Arges | Driven
Arges let Eos introduce them both. He was Uncle. He was smart. That's all they needed to know. The sudden appearance by Eos brought him away from the kitsune, how did he not notice her? From the way introductions were going, it seemed to him that today was for babysitting the Baudin kids. Just a moment. He heard from Diony. Just a moment my ass, why is that here? Why am I here? An astronomer among artists, what could he do?
With Eos and Rosie in tow, the one Driven stood off to the side, away from the kitsune. He listened to the recommended course of action and found no obvious place to fit in. Perhaps if the structure moved in some way he could help ensure perpetual motion, but a statue with a bright rock on top made him feel utterly useless. Motion brought his attention back to the kitsune. It had begun to stir. Reaching out again, he addressed Eos and Rosie telepathically, not wanting to interrupt the hybrid's speech.
"Don't get too close to the weird fox." He started, keeping it simple. "It doesn't look as nice as Oliver." He had left his pigeon at home, trying out a solo expedition for a change. Though this turned out to be a poor day for that choice.
As supplies starting winking in and out of existence, Arges felt his hooves grow hot. Please, not now. The last thing they needed was for not only the fox to start throwing stuff around, but for him to set something on fire. Arges stayed put. The last time he got involved with a kitsune he was nearly trapped by a cave-in. Looking down at his hooves, Arges lifted a front just slightly. There sure was a scorch mark. He set his hoof back down over it, his uninvited blessing wasn't something he was open about.
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Post by sansatine on Jan 9, 2018 21:05:09 GMT -6
Diony
With his speech of sorts done, Diony joined Arges. He listened as the others spoke, answering the questions he could. Arges had chosen to remain quiet, aside from his remark about Remiel's Kitsune. If Diony had known familiars would have been a problem, he would have asked his invitees to leave them at home. Then he looked at his girls. If his guests couldn't bring their pets, he shouldn't bring them and that wouldn't be right. A lull in introductions gave opportunity to Diony "I have no talent for creation, but I will help where I can. This is Arges. He is an astronomer. Maybe we could use his talents to create stars from our masterpiece? He has all of my confidence, so I ask you to not only show our herd's artistry, but its knowledge, too. Let's find a combination of the two." the father said. Then things started flying. He looked to Eos and Rosie, but the two girls were innocent in the mayhem . dad-sense still strong, Diony's eyes fell to the Kitsune, "Hey! You! Stop that! We are working today, this is no time for you to throw our materials about the room!" he scolded the spirit, most likely to no avail. It was not unsimilar to his scolding of Eos. She'd taken crayon to the walls, for which she was scolded, only to do it again the next day. The grullo turned to Remiel, giving a curt apology if he had overstepped in his scolding. The kitsune was Remiel's, after all. 255 |
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Post by SaintPumpkinMuffin on Jan 11, 2018 8:33:41 GMT -6
Hikira | Master Metalsmith
That trouble making Kitsune. It reminded Kira of her sister Kimiko... the thought made Hikira shutter. She doubted she could handle two in the family. Kira rolled her eyes as the spirit beast started making a ruckus. She seamlessly ducked underneath the assortment of flying objects when they came her way, reflexes sharp. When the playful tossing didn't end after the first few seconds, Hikira's mild irritation turned into true annoyance. "Allow me, Dionysus." Unlike Diony, Hikira was less interested in saving Remiel's ego, especially since this familiar was his responsibility. The mare donned her mask and took a step over towards the beast. Hikira had never used her Mediumship blessing on a kitsune before... but it was worth a shot, given their 'spirit' label. Maybe it would listen to that. While the words that left her mouth sounded normal, there was an ominous flicker in the room as whatever spirits resided in the palace recognized a discernable voice. "Spirit, leave the materials be. The sooner you do, the sooner you and your master can go about your business. And you can cause chaos elsewhere."
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Post by Deleted on Jan 15, 2018 12:55:22 GMT -6
REMIEL
Remiel was in the middle of thinking about how astronomy could be used for the project, and was about to suggest they make the glowing crystals into correct star formations. Maybe dust some smaller pieces to simulate a starscape…
Then things went flying, and Remiel quite quickly pinned down the culprit. He wasn’t exactly happy with Akemi, he had expected the kitsune to behave whilst he was doing important work. But obviously the kitsune had other plans.
He nodded towards Dionysos that no offense was taken, and was about to tell the fox creature off himself. But then, Hikira stepped in and Remiel couldn’t quite resist seeing the kitsune not do as was told. He knew just how fickle the creature could be towards strangers.
Akemi looked at Hikira and tilted his head. All the objects the kitsune had been happily flying around dropped dramatically - just a bit too harshly for it to not be an indication for a temper tantrum, Remiel knew as much - not exactly minding if they landed on the equines. Then, the fox’s face spread into a wide fox grin, and Akemi cackled. Remiel could barely hold a straight face.
Poof, went the kitsune, only to reappear in a different part of the room. And again, and again. He appeared behind different equines, and when anyone would look at the particular equine, they would look not quite the same as the kitsune warped the appearance. And then poof again.
Remiel gave Hikira a ‘look what you did’ -kind of look, and watched the mayhem for a moment before he raised his voice: “AKEMI. ENOUGH.”
The kitsune slid to a stop and poofed all of its tails. Remiel, in return, spread his own wings. After a moment’s stare-down the kitsune made sure every single thing left on the planning table went flying into different directions, and then retired to the corner sulking. Remiel knew by the look on Akemi’s face that random small items would probably still keep changing places mid-sentence, but that was pretty minor.
“Now, where were we…” he continued, flattening his wings as if there had not been an episode to begin with.
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Now let's just get the thing done!
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Post by gone-astrayy on Jan 15, 2018 17:38:59 GMT -6
Arya | Master
As more equines filled the room, pleasantries and apologies were quickly gotten out of the way. Arya reluctantly tucked her book into a pocket in her cloak before taking in the others who had joined. A young filly flounced into the room, and a single eyebrow raised on the Papercrafter's face. As far as she was aware, there weren't supposed to be children at this event. However, she didn't care. The filly seemed excited to be here, and Arya wouldn't be the one to squash her enthusiasm to work on a special project. Who she assumed was her father came in with another child, and he didn't seem too pleased with her presence.
Once all the attendants had arrived, the meeting began, and for her part, Arya kept quiet, listening to the ideas of the others around her. However, as some plans were beginning to be fleshed out, the supplies that had been waiting for them began to rise and swirl around, popping from one part of the room to another. As a stack of papers and quills popped in front of her, Arya's teke snagged the items out of the air, giving the kitsune an unimpressed look. Clearly his owner couldn't control the beautiful beast. The metalsmith donned a mask and moved over to the kitsune, and as she spoke, the lights flickered around the room. She must be a medium. Arya hadn't much need for metal in her work, preferring wood to metal, but she knew all of the Master's in a vague sense.
Her words seemed to ignite the beasts temper, and the Papercrafter watched as the supplies banged off of the ground, before the kitsune began winking in and out of view. Arya merely tutted. If the hybrid couldn't control his own familiar, especially with one so temperamental, the beast should've been left at home. This nonsense was keeping them from their work, and it was highly unprofessional. But, honestly, what else should she expect from the new age Maker. As the stallion got his beast somewhat under control, he tried to act like the outburst hadn't happened.
"I believe... We were supposed to be trying to work on this project together. However... I was thinking, if we are going to add a star scape, I can make the stars themselves out of paper lanterns and origami shapes."
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Post by moonlightwalk on Jan 17, 2018 16:34:51 GMT -6
Eos
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Eos nodded in understanding as her uncle did the special head talking to indicate the fox might not be nice. She was a good filly and of course she wanted to check out the familiar with the poofy tails so her uncle didn't need to be scared. She inched closer, treating it as another secret mission, but before she could get close enough to question the kitsune on his level of niceness, he started to throw around materials. He quickly got scolded by her papa and Eos was pretty impressed as a lady put on a mask and scolded as well. Instead of listening however the familiar started poofing around the room and made everyone look funny. Eos giggled, stamping her little hooves on the ground in fun. She pouted when the horse with the shiny feathers yelled at them to stop.
"Maybe Kitsi wants to art," she said to nobody in particular, giving the kitsune a sad look. She'd play with him if he was bored. Her attention drifted back to the adults and they were talking about arting again. Yes! She excitedly picked up her crayon, found herself some more and dropped them between the adults on the floor. All smiles she looked at Arya. "I can draw on paper," she offered. She didn't know what starscape was, but shr was sure she could give it pretty colors and line. "Oh, Rose can too."
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Post by Deleted on Jan 18, 2018 9:10:27 GMT -6
REMIEL
Remiel looked at the supplies, and nodded to Arya.
“I think that would work nicely”, he said, and after a short moment of thinking he pulled a large sheet of paper and spread it onto a table, and did a very quick sketch of what he was thinking before putting the pen down for anyone to take.
“We could add and edit an idea together as we go forward so we know pieces will fit together”, he suggested.
Akemi looked at Eos, head tilted. All of the adult Breimens were so uptight, so full of themselves. But the child had laughed, a young soul full of life and ideas older minds would not grasp. Moving as light as a feather the kitsune came closer to the child, looking curious. One crayon lifted off the floor and danced in the air in front of Eos, before going back down.
Remiel glanced at his familiar, a passing irritation furrowing his brow as the kitsune would not just wait quietly. Then he noted that Akemi wasn’t exactly doing anything too hazardous, and maybe would stay out of the way. They could occupy each other preferably, so that the adults could work.
“We can see if we can add your work too, if it’s very well done”, he said to Eos, handing over some paper. He didn’t particularly care for children, especially not in meetings like these, but Akemi’s attention had him thinking that maybe a child’s imagination could add something. At least it wouldn’t hurt to see what was drawn and see in the end if it was something they could include or not. If not, at least the child would have something to do.
“Does everyone have whatever materials they need?” he asked as he gathered and picked glowing crystals from the big pile of materials available to them. Sure, they were all a bit here and there but he could still pick out the most beautiful ones to be shaped further.
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Post by SaintPumpkinMuffin on Jan 20, 2018 10:51:38 GMT -6
Hikira | Master Metalsmith
The beastly little spirit seemed to take her words and blatantly disregard them. Hikira let out an irritated sigh behind her mask. In most cases, she would have enjoyed the spectacle of a tricksy kitsune-- or wait, would she? The thought caused the master to frown. As a child she used to love searching the tunnels for ghosts and ghouls, but recently she'd been too preoccupied with her duties. She let a few scenarios run through her head, and every one of them had the kitsune as a nuisance. When had she become so... dry? She was stirred from her thoughts when the other masters and makers resumed conversation, the creature's owner having quelled the beast. Soundlessly she gathered the materials she would need and began to sketch on some scrap paper. Her doodle was a tribute to Argus, which was the most obvious choice for a topic. A body made of metal perhaps? She sketched away aimlessly, not verbally sharing her work with anyone quite yet. Since the others wanted to lead she would let them. There was no use in too many people taking control of the situation, it would only make things messier. She reverted back to her not-long-ago days of apprenticeship: work quickly quietly and effectively. Wait for your master to tell you otherwise.
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Post by MusicalMagpie on Jan 21, 2018 22:43:04 GMT -6
Arges | Driven
Arges had closed his eyes while the others had started reprimanding the kitsune. There was so much noise in the following moment, however brief it was. Diony had decided to bring up his work... great. Crafting a tribute to the Royal Family was a great honor, but he didn't feel like he was needed. At all. Including stars won't be easy. You can't just slap some glowy bits around and say Look Stars. There has to be depth of field, varying sizes and colors too. He started up walking around the room, trying to get a look at what the others had started. There was plenty to do with metals, crystals, and paper crafts, nothing he knew about.
Remembering the bag he brought along, Arges pulled out a rolled up paper, unrolling it to look at his most recent star plotting. He looked up at the ceiling, gauging its height. How high can we go? If we're doing a starscape, it would look best going up. If there's anything he knew, it was motion. Motion was present in everything. Art and Science, it's always there.
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Post by moonlightwalk on Jan 22, 2018 16:57:43 GMT -6
Eos
Breim | Uncut
Eos squinted in concentration as she scribbled at her master piece, giggling again as the kitsune made a piece of crayon float. She decided she liked him and offered him more crayons and a piece of paper, before standing and going to check if there was a certain something in their supplies. She stared at it with a serious expression before letting out an elated ‘aha’ sound and dragging out what it was she was looking for, a box of glowing paint.
She had some trouble dragging it back without proper teke to use, but somehow managed to do both that and uncap the paint. There was nearly nothing that couldn’t be done with enough creativity and motivation and Eos lacked in neither category. She painted her ‘starts’ with her tongue sticking out next to the pencil. Paint ended up on her nose and cheek, maybe some in her mane too, but the filly didn’t care. She may have added a few intentional streaks on her hoof because she liked the sight of it.
Finally she considered her work done and hapilly announced as much. “We hang it high,” she said, looking at the ceiling. She spinned around excitedly, proud of her work. Best thing she ever made for sure! Everybody would love it! “Make it like my room. I like to watch it dance before I sleep.” She looked with glittering eyes between her papa and uncle, before looking at Rosie. They must know what she was talking about. She adored the little glow in the dark mobile that turned around softly after it was given a quick spin before bed. Those were stars to Eos. The only ones she’d ever seen.
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Post by sansatine on Jan 22, 2018 21:04:22 GMT -6
Diony
The grullo's Eldest talked to him silently, like always when in the presence of strangers. Arges, I suggest you actually voice these opinions, and be mindful that this is where science meets art. Artists have care for beauty, not accuracy. The father turned to Arya, "Master Arya, I think you and Arges would make an excellent team in creating our starscape! Please work with him, if you'll have him, and please tell me if I can assist you! Arges, I expect the best, and I mean to get it." Diony said to the diligently quiet stallion. Fatherly towards everyone, but maybe he was being too candid for this setting. Eos entertained the Kitsune... or maybe it was the reverse. Either way, each menace entertained the other. Diony kept an eye on the two, removing himself from the conversation. He had no knack for creating art, only teaching it. He could talk for years about art and it's origin and history, but he could draw and paint at a level below Eos. He watched over his children and the Kitsune, but also supervised the Creators, ready to smooth over any bumps if they arose, as was his purpose here.
Each breimian had their talents, but not everyone was as well versed in diplomacy and teamwork as a skilled Consul. The stallion looked over the others. Maybe he'd been asked to babysit, not organize a wedding.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 22, 2018 21:29:17 GMT -6
REMIEL
It was mostly quiet work, everyone milling over details and planning on their work. Remiel, too, kept choosing proper gemstones, and used a paper to get some gem dust from the bottom of a few containers - it would look good sprinkled on the final result, maybe add a little bit of depth.
It would have been easy to just focus on his own thing, but he did choose to be pushy enough to go look over what others did, suggest adjustments for a good fit, and so forth. Quiet could be beautiful, but it didn’t give birth to greatness. And that’s what they were after here.
He kept one eye on his kitsune, too, but Akemi seemed to be entertained enough with the child. The kitsune levitated the crayons he was given, managing some very abstract lines on papers. Remiel did have to grunt a loud enough ‘no’ when Akemi looked very inspired about the glowing paint. Remiel could just see the whole room and all of their work being covered in glowy paw prints, and he didn’t quite have enough humor for it to day. The kitsune flattened his ears, disappointed, making a chattering noise that sounded a lot like complaining, but settled back to the crayons. Remiel sighed.
He had to admit, from what had first just seemed like mismatched chaos was shaping out quite the beautiful work once more parts of it took shape. There was no piece like this anywhere else, that was for certain.
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Post by gone-astrayy on Jan 23, 2018 0:34:13 GMT -6
Arya | Master
Arya nodded curtly towards Diony and shuffled over to where Arges was standing. She peeked over his shoulder to look at the plans he had spread out of the stars, and immediately began picking up pieces of paper and expertly creasing and folding the sheets to form lanterns and varying sizes of origami. If this sheet was the exact star scape she was going to be building, she had quite a lot to make.
Her attention never wavered, though her eyes did flit occasionally to the other occupants in the room.
The filly and kitsune seemed to be enjoying their combined presence, the filly drawing on paper with crayons, the beast causing crayons to float and every so often move to mark the papers in front of him. Turning her sight to Remiel, she saw the hybrid was working diligently with his crystals, though exactly what he was doing escaped her thoughts. Even if the stallion was new generation, Arya hoped he was enough of an artist not to make whatever it was clash too horribly. As each Master or Maker added bits to their final creation, the mare had to admit that it was shaping up quite nicely, even if it was a rather odd hodge podge different mediums. The papercrafter consulted with Arges to find the exact placements for each origami and lantern, hanging them delicately but precisely.
While Arya preferred to work alone, she had to admit, this was quite the unique project.
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Post by DawnsComing on Jan 30, 2018 8:38:39 GMT -6
Your plot is complete! Stay tuned for a wrap-up journal!20 AP and 20 CS to Diony, Remiel, Hikira, Arya, Arges, and Eos!
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