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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Yes, people can be really rash with their decisions.

Unfortunately, I cannot fly without the aid of magic. And I've lost my magic abilities. ...Though when I could "fly" it was actually closer to long, controlled jumps than anything.

[Zenobia finishes preparations.] How about a pose that conveys confidence and grandeur?

They are so quick to judge, and then to act on their judgment. It is far wiser to take one's time and come to understand a situation.

What a pity. [If Kuja sounds insincere, it's largely because she has difficulty feeling any pity whatsoever.] I am more a glider than a long distance flier. I had dragons that served as my mounts.

[She approves of this pose choice.] For me, there is nothing simpler. [Kuja rises and strikes a pose (http://foxaloxa.laleeloo.com/rp.html/kuja-ff9-1605852f2.jpg).]

Yes, that's it, exactly. People jump to conclusions way too easily.

Dragons!? Wow. They are very rare on my world. Thought to be almost extinct or maybe just hiding really well. But I'm guessing that they'd be pretty easy to find, given their size.

Oooh! That is a really good pose! I'll get started.

[Zenobia works quickly, perhaps even too quickly, moving the brush against the canvas with a look of raw excitement on her face. She slows down after a few minutes, however, working on details, and its clear that her excitement has given way to self-doubt. She eventually reaches a stopping point, frowning.] I don't think I've come close to capturing your beauty at all...

An incorrect conclusion may lead to tragedy. [It is still difficult for her to admit that she was incorrect, but--she had been, and all the tragedy that had followed had been her fault.]

[She is pleased, however, to impress.] They are hardly common on my world, but I had a fleet of them. Beautiful creatures, silver and shining. I can control beasts, after a fashion, though it depends on the beast in question.

Of course.

[Kuja regards Zenobia dubiously. If even an amateur does not think she has succeeded, Kuja is not very hopeful that the result will be pleasing to the eye.] Beauty can be difficult for the untrained eye and hand to capture. You are finished?

A fleet of dragons?! It must have been a beautiful and magnificent sight!

Yes... here is what I painted. [Zenobia turns the canvas around for Kuja to see. (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v147/hazardswake/isthatkujaidontknow.png)]

It was indeed. [Probably not to the people being attacked by the dragons, but Kuja certainly thought so. She smiles, a trifle wistfully.] If you could have seen them in flight, it would have stolen the breath from your body.

[Kuja considers the canvas, in silence at first. A flame flickers along the end of one of her fingers, but no, she will not destroy it. That isn't in line with her new way of thinking.] It has no sense of--color, of depth, of motion, of form. Of anything. Assuredly not of beauty.

At least you're in no danger of being labeled a prodigy. So you will escape the pressure of being called upon to outdo yourself.

[Zenobia sighs.] I wonder if I'll ever see anything as grand as that.

[Even though she expected a negative reaction, she still looks a little stunned at Kuja's analysis.] I... guess I just don't have the creative spark or whatever is needed.

Y-yeah, that's a good thing, at least. Less pressure is good. It's probably for the best that I find this out now.

[Ah, she can see she's been too harsh. How to proceed?

What would Zidane do in a situation like this? He probably would have been encouraging from the start, but then, Zidane is nothing like her. He would have befriended everyone already.]

While your talent will likely never be a raging flame, you might yet coax an ember or two to glow.

Yes, if there is no pressure, you can paint for enjoyment, and you need not worry overmuch if your art is pleasing to the eye. [Things done merely for enjoyment are more hobbies than art in her opinion, but she can make this concession.]

Really? You don't have to sugar-coat things if you think I don't have any potential. But if I do have some...even just a little... I guess I could keep practicing.

If I won't be able to produce art that's nice to look at, it almost feels like it defeats the purpose of painting. Sure, it's somewhat relaxing to do, but I want to make something pretty to look at as well.

second stanza [video]

Kinda acciedentally dropped this thread. Is it okay to continue? Sorry.

It's cool, no problem! I love backtagging.

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My pleasure!

Ooops, wrong character >.<;;

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