[Day 4 - LE through EN] Aurum Dawn Art Gala RP Thread

[Jaheem Abasi]

Jaheem nodded "Court much like war makes strange bed fellows. It's why I try not to burn bridges if possible, you never know if today's enemy is tomorrow's ally." He took a drink again "I cannot believe there are those who wish to pardon rebels, a gross display of weakness and mercy that is not the Sith way." He looked to her for a moment his eyes curious "but your master seemed to be among those who wished to pardon the rebels, do you not feel anxiety going directly against your master's ideas?"

[Dapper Dog]

The situation was almost comical as the tall massassi was forced to tilt on one side too keep the arms properly hooked...that would not do.

It was more practical to pick her up and let her sit on his forearm.

''OKAY, WHERE WE GO FIRST?''

Surprised by the gesture she laughed lightly, and even offered a slight snort. Once adjusted she pointed at the work brought by the Farro Witch, “That one, Mahr.”

“Are you sure I am not too well heavy for you.”

[Mahr]

Surprised by the gesture she laughed lightly, and even offered a slight snort. Once adjusted she pointed at the work brought by the Farro Witch, “That one, Mahr.”

“Are you sure I am not too well heavy for you.”

''NO, YOU SMALL AND LIGHT'' he answered walking to Jun-Tsu's piece

''THIS ONE?'' he looked a it unsure of what he was looking at ''WHAT IS IT? LOOKS LIKE STARS''

[Darth Tayana]

Tayana laughed lightly, this was some of the most fun she had had in years, “I have no idea… maybe it’s the Empire… it looks like a Mai Chen… which is of quality but predictable.”

“I commissioned her once for a fountain, beautiful and idyllic, so I absolutely hated it and gave it to my husband.”

[Mahr]

''STARS LOOKS PRETTY BUT MAHR FINDS PIECE EMPTY. IF CHEN-PERSON WANTS TO DO STARS, WHY LEAVE PIECE EMPTY?" Mahr scratches his head ''MIGHT BE CLEVER WAY TO DO LITTLE BUT CLAIM BIG''

[Darth Tayana]

''STARS LOOKS PRETTY BUT MAHR FINDS PIECE EMPTY. IF CHEN-PERSON WANTS TO DO STARS, WHY LEAVE PIECE EMPTY?" Mahr scratches his head ''MIGHT BE CLEVER WAY TO DO LITTLE BUT CLAIM BIG''

“Mahr your eye is so exacting, I must agree… it’s trying to be impressive but really what is this?” she said with a smirk.

“Do we like it Mahr?”

[Mahr]

Mahr shrugged

''IT IS PRETTY BUT MAHR THINK IT IS USELESS.''

[Shelzais Sek]

Shelzais circulated around the gallery with a glass in her hand, checking out the art. She was eye-catching as usual in a clinging jumpsuit made of a fabric that looked like liquid chrome, her hair styled in tight waves--one couldn't dress conservatively at an artists' gala, could one?

Her own artistic venture had been a disappointment, but, fortunately, so had many other people's--which meant there was still plenty to gossip about.

((poke me to chat; otherwise I may grab someone in a bit once I'm caught up!))

"Despite my upbringing, I was never fond of artwork," Dayana said with a sigh. She lazily held her wine glass, as if it was some great exertion. "Conversation has always enraptured me far more. And who better than you to indulge myself with?"

"Dayana, darling!" Shelzais brightened. Dayana was tense, yes, paranoid and ambitious, yes, but not as tediously monomaniacal as most Sith. And she was a lovely girl with good taste. The night was looking up. "Did you bring something to exhibit yourself? Or are you enduring all this--" she waved her free hand around at the welter of sculptures and paintings--"just for the hope of a good conversation?"

A worm like male human, rail thin and short approached and said, "Mighty Sith, my master wishes a word with you... please do not hurt Begley, Begley only wishes to do good, for the master."

Her eyes narrowed a bit at the arrival of the sniveling little Human. "I'm not dressed to hurt anyone tonight... not in these heels." Not that she usually went around tormenting the servants anyway--such a lot of mess and bother, and at its very best not nearly as fun as glitterstim--but there was something about this fellow that really was appallingly kick-able."Who is your master?"

[Kristal Serasai]

Milling about the myriad of paintings on display, Kristal Serasai walked the Gala and mingled, an appropriate but uninspired dress was worn for the occasion. Taking a moment she stood before a painting, glass in hand, and tried to find the supposed meaning behind it.

Ideas were not forthcoming.

[Jun-Tsu Farro]

"Tomorrow then," he said politely.

He added in Korriz with a devious smile, "May the the dark Queen embrace you and may she make you strong, mein Lady Farro."

He departed, languidly to observe another beautiful art piece.

Jun-Tsu's calm stoicism continued, and she nodded to the departing Sith.

Eweryvone haz an agenda.

In a small way, the thought pleased her. To know the ways of court were just as her elders had described it.

[Darth Tayana]

Mahr shrugged

''IT IS PRETTY BUT MAHR THINK IT IS USELESS.''

"Agreed, such potential wasted," she said.

"I have never met the Queen of the Massassi, but I am told she is a rather fierce being, you know her well and I absolutely trust your judgment, would you agree?" she said as she directed him to another piece.

[Dapper Dog]

Her eyes narrowed a bit at the arrival of the sniveling little Human. "I'm not dressed to hurt anyone tonight... not in these heels." Not that she usually went around tormenting the servants anyway--such a lot of mess and bother, and at its very best not nearly as fun as glitterstim--but there was something about this fellow that really was appallingly kick-able."Who is your master?"

"Darth Vowrawn, he is rather taken with your creation, my Lord," he responded wincing at her words.

[Mahr]

"Agreed, such potential wasted," she said.

"I have never met the Queen of the Massassi, but I am told she is a rather fierce being, you know her well and I absolutely trust your judgment, would you agree?" she said as she directed him to another piece.

"BLOOD WOULD HAVE IMPROVED IT" Mahr stated before going on to the next piece.

"MAHR KNOWS QUEEN AS MUCH AS QUEEN ALLOWED HERSELF TO BE KNOWN TO MAHR. THE QUEEN IS THE FIERCEST MAHR AS EVER SEEN. MAHR IS NO AMBASSADOR BUT MAHR SEEKS TO MAKE HER WILL HAPPEN." there was clear reverence in his voice as he spoke

[Darth Tayana]

"BLOOD WOULD HAVE IMPROVED IT" Mahr stated before going on to the next piece.

"MAHR KNOWS QUEEN AS MUCH AS QUEEN ALLOWED HERSELF TO BE KNOWN TO MAHR. THE QUEEN IS THE FIERCEST MAHR AS EVER SEEN. MAHR IS NO AMBASSADOR BUT MAHR SEEKS TO MAKE HER WILL HAPPEN." there was clear reverence in his voice as he spoke

“You’re a wonderful ambassador, Mahr, you have a natural talent for it. Your people should be represented by one who embodies their best strengths and has pride in their accomplishments. If anyone ever says otherwise, you direct them to me,” she said confidently.

[Mahr]

''MAHR THANKS YOU BUT IT IS QUEEN WHO DECIDES. BESIDES MAHR DISLIKES SITH POLITICS, PREFERS MASSASSI WAY.''

He turned to the next piece

''THIS IS NEXT ONE?''

[Darth Tayana]

''MAHR THANKS YOU BUT IT IS QUEEN WHO DECIDES. BESIDES MAHR DISLIKES SITH POLITICS, PREFERS MASSASSI WAY.''

He turned to the next piece

''THIS IS NEXT ONE?''

"What is the Massassi way?" she asked as she observed the next work, a guady holo-statue of a dancing twi'lek in Imperial uniform offered by Darth Hoshi. The holo-statue moved slowly through a dance, as it moved it became more and more corpse like until it was just a skeleton and then slowly regenerated and then back in an endless cycle.

"I think it's life and death... maybe? I don't know, Hoshi can be so tedious and single minded; we get it, you're a rebel, now move on."

[Mahr]

''BLOOWINE, DANCE, FIGHT, ORGY, TALK, BlOOWINE.'' Mahr enumerated ''REPEATED AS NEEDED, SOLVES LOTS OF PROBLEMS''

Then came the holo satue that Mahr studied for a while

''WOULD HAVE BEEN BETTER CARVED OUT OF BONE OR STONE OR WOOD.'' he commented ''DOES TAYANA KNOWS IF THE DANCE SPECIAL?''

[Lord Tenebrous]

Jaheem nodded "Court much like war makes strange bed fellows. It's why I try not to burn bridges if possible, you never know if today's enemy is tomorrow's ally." He took a drink again "I cannot believe there are those who wish to pardon rebels, a gross display of weakness and mercy that is not the Sith way." He looked to her for a moment his eyes curious "but your master seemed to be among those who wished to pardon the rebels, do you not feel anxiety going directly against your master's ideas?"

"Mm," a few nods were given in agreement, "betrayal is one of those things I will not accept from those who serve me. Killing only the conspirators will just make them into martyrs too," Shaisha shrugged. The decision was made in court so there wasn't much to do about it now. This time it seemed the court had been much more diverse than it was during the matter of the outer regions.

"Not really. My master has always encouraged critical thinking, and forming our own thoughts and ideas - as a master, I'd dare say that he might be one of the better teachers and leaders on the council, along with the likes of Darth Marr. They both cultivate loyal and strong followers. Personally, I don't think my master's opinion on the subject is without merit - just as the previous discussion in court all had risky options, this discussion had options with merits to each of them."

Speaking of politics seemed to be a comfortable subject for her, as well as the fluid thinking nescessary for working with a group of people.

[Shelzais Sek]

Her eyes narrowed a bit at the arrival of the sniveling little Human. "I'm not dressed to hurt anyone tonight... not in these heels." Not that she usually went around tormenting the servants anyway--such a lot of mess and bother, and at its very best not nearly as fun as glitterstim--but there was something about this fellow that really was appallingly kick-able."Who is your master?"

"Darth Vowrawn, he is rather taken with your creation, my Lord," he responded wincing at her words.

"Really?" Shelzais raised a silver-jeweled brow ridge, her expression brightening a bit. "At least someone is. Most of this lot don't seem to understand it at all." She tilted her head to look around the room. "He's here?"

[Dapper Dog]

"He is looking at it right now, my Lord," he responded meekly.