queenofheartsrp | second stanza [video]

[Kuja is dressed in her usual garb, and the tail which was evident when she first arrived seems to have disappeared. She offers the Vine a bow. It is a bow without a particularly respectful air, more a dramatic gesture than anything else.]

Now that I have been here for some few days, I've decided to make the attempt to discover whether there are others here like me. Not of my kind, as I sincerely doubt that could be the case, but of a similar bent.

I am a poet, and an actress of no small renown, and I wish to know if there other artists here, like myself. Painters, sculptors, writers, or perhaps musicians? Even a patron of the arts. It would be a great pleasure to discuss aesthetics, as well as the passion and wonder of creation, with like-minded individuals. We might collaborate, combine our talents to reach ever more lofty creative heights. I don't doubt that this Garden would benefit from a stage performance, a concert, or a gallery.

[She pauses, and it is a practiced pause.] Relatedly, I have been browsing in the library, and there I found many volumes of verse. Having read them all, I am curious--does anyone possess more such books? This is a rare and most likely unique opportunity for a poet such as myself: to read verses from another world.

[As a side note, some may find that the library's collection of poetry has mysteriously decreased, as Kuja has ~~stolen~~ borrowed a large number of the books.]

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[She's glad that they have moved on from the subject of her tail.]

If you prefer to remain a sparrow in bluebird's plumage, by all means. [She was mostly joking, and she gestures with one hand, as if to say it matters little to her in the end.] Yet in spite of the color, the design is so dull. You are not now with your flock, are you? Why then do you persist in wearing their feathers?

[Kuja's tone becomes authoritative.] Tell me of the structures you have designed. Describe your aesthetics and your inspiration. If I approve, I may accept you as my architect.

[Reeve blinks again, this time in surprise. She hasn't heard demands delivered like this in-- well, a while! Not that Kuja sounds anything like President Shinra. But the experience as a whole does remind her a bit of being called on the carpet. She smiles. This, she can handle. She thinks.]

Well, you see I suppose I've a bit of a sentimental attachment to my feathers, even though I'm far from my flock. Perhaps it helps me to hold out hope of returning home sooner rather than later. But it's funny you should call us birds-- the city I live in is one I designed, and she's suspended in midair on a system of pillars and plates. Midgar is her name.
She's my favorite creation, but I've built other cities, as well as housing ranging from the palatial to multi-family. I've also designed opera houses and exhibition halls, if that's more up your street. So to speak.

My aesthetic tends to be aspirational-- I like to build structures that make life more pleasant as well as more beautiful.

A sort of floating city? That is a charming idea. [She smiles. This Reeve does sound quite accomplished.] My own palace was just the opposite: set below ground, hidden like a jewel embedded in the earth. It was as brilliant as a jewel, too. I enjoy colors, patterns, tapestries, mirrors. A sense of mystery as well, a contrast and play between light and dark.

Beauty is my primary concern as an artist, but as an architect, it befits you to consider other matters, such as convenience.

Very well, I will accept you as my architect, if on a probationary basis.

[Smiling, Reeve gives a little bow-- Kuja's manner makes it seem somehow appropriate.]

I'm honored.
Your underground palace sounds lovely-- I'd enjoy seeing a structure like that for myself.

From what you've said, I think I can incorporate a version of your personal aesthetic into any structure you like without too much difficulty.
Feel free to drop by any time if you'd like to discuss plans, or I'd be happy to meet with you at your home here. Speaking of which, where are you living?

My palace is unique. I am sure there is no other like it. It was not built beneath the ground, but was embedded there when two worlds fused. [How strange and yet now freeing to speak openly of such things.] I am sure any architect would find it a marvel: an impossible possibility.

When it comes to aesthetics, I have very strong opinions, but I am not inflexible. [Not that inflexible.] As of this moment, I have no immediate need for a structure, but I have been considering adding more order and beauty to these Gardens, so I may have work for you in the near future, my architect.

I am currently residing in the Treehouse by the lake, with Sora and Xion, if you are familiar with them.

[Reeve gives a delighted little laugh.]
Oh, I'm marveling, I assure you! I do like the sound of an impossible impossibility.

[Reeve smiles at "my architect".] I'll see what I can do about keeping my calendar free, shall I? I am looking forward to having a commission, honestly. Managing a little order sounds like just the thing.

I am familiar with Sora and Xion's Treehouse, actually! I take a walk most afternoons-- perhaps I could come by, if I wouldn't be imposing?

I would reproduce my palace here, if only so I could show you the wonders of its existence and the wonders it held, but I have no need of it here, and I would prefer a new home, untouched by the past.

I doubt you have much to occupy your time here, so I don't blame you for being grateful for the tasks I will set you.

You may come by. I am often there, or nearby. Since I arrived, I have spent most of my time in contemplation, or reading poetry.

[Oh, but it's hard not to laugh. It would be all in good fun, and because Kuja's manner amuses her in a way that makes her feel quite fond of someone she's only just met-- but she thinks Kuja might take it amiss. So she bites her lip and nods.]

Yes, I do have find myself working hard to make work for myself, as it were. I'll be glad to lend an eye or a hand to realize whatever you might have in mind.
I'll make it a point to stop by very soon, then! We'll have a chat-- I'd love to hear more about this palace of yours, too.

You may visit whenever you wish. I too have few things to occupy my time. I read, must of the day and night, and occasionally I venture out to explore the landscape and take the measure of my fellow abductees.

First, I believe I would like to construct an addition to the Treehouse, but as that is a personal structure and not a public one, I do not believe I will require your assistance.

You need not merely hear about it. I could easily create a temporary illusion so that you might see my palace, or at least parts of it.

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