Posts from the 2018 Rollback
"No, I wouldn't consider myself artistic, but I'd like to think I have an eye for it. I think I'd be interested in buying and selling, so I'll definitely check out the Blue Note and Garden Grounds. Maybe Seraphina would have some suggestions as well. I could also get pieces for them to display, act as a middle man. I think I'd probably be quite satisfied if I could eventually setup an art gallery." Sometimes that's what a person needed, something to occupy their mind and keep themselves busy. That seemed to be on point for Barnabas as well, with him standing up and fidgeting. He just didn't seem to be comfortable at the moment.
Peter smiled at Barnabas' words about Circe. He could definitely see what he meant. She certainly had a particular way of talking. Then titles were mentioned and Peter listened intently so as to avoid any social faux pas.
The Onyx noticed how Barnabas was suddenly fidgety and unconformable. She thought to ask why, and then decided not to ask. So far, the Fairest thought that if he wanted to divulge his thoughts, he may do so. But, he also didn't know herself or Peter well enough to want to reveal anything.
It was strange to hear herself called either of these. Sasha saw how his smile was bashful, trying to add to the conversation, and she didn't blame him for being twitchy. She was once that way with people; standing listlessly and not knowing what to do or say. She chuckled softly and shook her head. Her voice sweet, and gentle. "I think I only require either during my season. No one has ever asked me before despite being the Winter Sovereign for two Winters now. You can call me what you're comfortable with, Sasha, Queen Sasha, Your Majesty, whichever you'd prefer."
"I think the owner of the Blue Note would probably be quite interested in aiding in your request." The Fairest didn't want to intimidate either of them by letting them know she was the owner of that as well. Sasha tried to remain as modest as possible despite everything. "Stop by there during their business hours on weekdays. I'm sure they'd be happy to discuss."
Her violet eyes looked from Barnabas to Peter awaiting with bright eyes to any more questions they may have.
Silas Peter spoke comfortably when the topic of hosting a gallery came up. He started by explaining how he wouldn't consider himself artistic, but Barnabas thought he'd at least like others to think him artistic. Or maybe it was the business of it. All fae were insatiable in one way or another. Their tastes just weren't as simple as Barnabas' were. "Sounds like you've got a nose for it, Peter. If you ever get around to that, I'd like to see what you hang on the walls."
Barnabas was wary at Sasha's chuckle, but then he heard her words. Sweet and soothing. They settled any anxiety the Beast had long before she finished. Barnabas rolled his shoulders and shook from side to side listlessly. He was amused at his own nervousness. There was nothing to be nervous about.
"Thank you. I think Sasha would suit me." Barnabas' soft chuckle, in the echo of his cavernous maw, sounded deep and amused. "This has been pleasant. You have my thanks, Sasha. Lets be good neighbors to each other." He nodded and picked up the plate of a Christmas tree shaped cookie in hand. "If there is nothing else, may I take my leave?" He wouldn't speak for Peter. The familiar stranger might be waiting for Barnabas to leave to discuss more sensitive matters.
"I like the sound of Sasha, if you don't mind." Outside of Winter of course.
"I would love to reach out to them so I'll definitely do that." Peter was slowly gaining some excitement over the prospect of starting in the world of art dealing, even if only through restaurant display.
Looking to Barnabas he smiled.
"I'll gladly send you an invitation once I've set something up." Then Barnabas inquired into whether or not they were finished. He was in agreement of finishing the meeting.
"Is there anything else we should do, now that we're settling in?"
I'm fine to wrap. Sorry for taking so long to respond at times.
She was glad that the two seemed to be off to a good start. At least, some good guidance, and potential friendship with the two of them. The Fairest would have to remember to have more dual meetings, or just have someone stop by if they were newer in town. Meeting more than one person at a time seemed to work out wonderfully.
She could probably speak with them longer, they were both ever so pleasant.
"Of course, I understand you'd both like to begin to find a place to rest and then begin setting things up."
"If either of you need anything, please seek me out. I'd be happy to do what I can."
"Have a good evening gentleman, I look forward to seeing you around the Freehold."
Good to wrap up here too!
Hearing Peter address the Fairest as Sasha alleviated some anxiety. Barnabas made a light groan as he rose and stretched out his back. Sitting was not a comfortable position for the Beast.
"Your hospitality is beyond reproach, Sasha." Barnabas said with a nod as he circled one chair and began walking towards the door.
"And I hope Sacramento treats you well, Peter." As he reached the door he called back over his shoulder,
"Pleasant night to you both."
Barnabas strolled out of the Mirror Maze content. He could see himself napping away a month before getting to the work of setting up a Hollow. Sasha didn't mention anything particularly dangerous in the Freehold. This might be a good place for the old fae to recline and let time push him closer to that ever elusive thief in the night called death.
A good place to sit under a fig tree and have a moment alone in the shade.
Good to wrap here too. Thanks for the thread you too! Sorry for the late post here lol.
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