Brushstrokes on Canvas [M]

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Seamus Hunter

Brushstrokes on Canvas [M]

POSTED ON Feb 25, 2023 2:47:42 GMT

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At the appointed time, on the appointed day, Seamus disembarked from a Corviknight taxi in Slateport City's Upper District. The art gallery in front of him was smaller than he'd expected, but then again, Isolde Blythe was a university student. She probably had to work her way up to something as grand as a museum.[break][break]

Inside, the front lobby was brightly lit, clean, open. A receptionist smiled cheerily at Seamus and welcomed him to the gallery. He barely glanced at her, instead grabbing a brochure from the desk. He hoped it contained information on how to locate Isolde's exhibit so he wouldn't have to speak with another person.[break][break]

No such luck. With a sigh, he folded the brochure in half and stuffed it into a jacket pocket. Then he set off, heading deeper into the building to locate his… friend? His sister's girlfriend?[break][break]

His date?

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⬥ Mission: Sleepless in Slateport[break]
⬥ Outfit

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Isolde Blythe

Brushstrokes on Canvas [M]

POSTED ON Feb 28, 2023 3:49:36 GMT

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She sits on a bench before her own artwork, blinking at it with large blue eyes as the colours blur into one another and unfocus. Her Chatot, Lucy, is prettily perched in her lap, warbling at such a low volume it has yet to startle the other gallery attendees.[break][break]

"...Rather dark, isn't it?" she can hear someone commenting as they linger in front of one of her works, seeming befuddled at the subject matter. "You have to wonder about the mental state of some artists."[break][break]

Vivienne would have jumped up and started yelling at them, middle fingers up and blazing. They'd have gotten kicked out in minutes, regardless or what Isolde did or didn't do to provoke or calm the situation.[break][break]

Without her girlfriend's rage to intervene, she simply takes the criticism in silence.[break][break]

"It's a bit dark, I suppose," she agrees softly instead, staring up at the picture as her Chatot echoes her: "A bit dark, a bit dark..."[break][break]

Shadows grasp at the artist's subject, clothing a pale white-haired angel in her stark nakedness. The darkness seems to seep into the portrait's skin, torn wings and red-flecked feathers surrounding her as she plummets from the sky, staining the nearby stars in her blood.[break][break]

She descends like Icarus of old, but rather than searing flame, it is a starlit beast of gleaming fangs that sink deep into the flesh of her shoulder blades -- rendering her mortal, once more.[break][break]

No fear reflects itself on the angel's face, but rather a rapture, as if she finds peace in her own inevitable downfall.[break][break]

Its title sits neatly beneath the frame: The Angel's Descent, Self-Portrait.[break][break]

Isolde doesn't hear Seamus Hunter approach. She is prone to losing herself to daydreams, in that way.

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- Mission: Sleepless in Slateport (December).

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Seamus Hunter

Brushstrokes on Canvas [M]

POSTED ON Feb 28, 2023 13:13:54 GMT

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Seamus saw Isolde first, her delicate figure seated on a bench. A few people moved through the room around her, observing paintings up close and speaking to each other in hushed voices. But Seamus only had eyes for the white-haired woman who awaited him.[break][break]

"Hey," he greeted her, lowering himself to the bench beside her. Then he glanced at her Chatot and offered the Pokémon a slight smile. "Hey, Lucy."[break][break]

No other words seemed necessary. Instead, Seamus finally allowed himself to view the art. Directly in front of them was a large painting, warring tones of dark and light dominating the canvas. At first, Seamus looked at it with mild curiosity, but when he read the title, his eyes went wide. They snapped back up to the figure in descent, seeing her in a whole new light.[break][break]

He could not help that his gaze lingered, too, on her nakedness. Not for the first time, Seamus imagined Isolde bare before him, his hands on her skin. But now a painting filled in the gaps of that mental image, making it seem all the more real.[break][break]

Clearing his throat, Seamus finally tore his eyes away from the artwork and looked down at Isolde. "Is this yours?" he asked, feeling stupid for his question. Of course it was hers, but what else was he supposed to say?[break][break]

A heat flushed his cheeks and ears, but whether it was from lust or social awkwardness, he did not know.

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NOTES

⬥ Mission: Sleepless in Slateport[break]
⬥ Outfit

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Isolde Blythe

Brushstrokes on Canvas [M]

POSTED ON Mar 7, 2023 1:34:23 GMT

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"Yes," she says simply, as if this is a normal question to ask someone of their own self-portrait. "It was one of the first pieces I managed to finish after the accident."[break][break]

Maybe it should shame her to share her work in such a way, but it doesn't.[break][break]

The human body, to Isolde, had ceased being a taboo subject some time ago. Enough art models had made the concept of nudity as redundant as a doctor's view of his patients; a body was a body, nothing more and nothing less.[break][break]

She tells herself that now as Shay's eyes linger on the portrait, but for some reason, she feels self-conscious despite herself. Strange. She'd never felt that way with Vivienne, not even before they'd begun dating.[break][break]

"There are better ones I've painted here, though," she says, turning to him. "I think I'm just partial to this one because it's what broke me out of my..." Depression? Depression. "...artist's block."[break][break]

Lucy nestles in her lap, getting comfortable as her mistress loses a hand in her white hair.

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Seamus Hunter

Brushstrokes on Canvas [M]

POSTED ON Mar 8, 2023 13:57:26 GMT

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The easy way Isolde answered soothed Seamus' embarrassment. It allowed him to continue staring at the painting, riveted by each new detail he observed the longer he looked at it.[break][break]

"It's beautiful," he said. The other paintings he'd gazed at prior to finding Isolde on the bench seemed pale and unexciting in comparison to her self-portrait. "There's something about it that's… different."[break][break]

Inwardly, Seamus cursed himself for not knowing all the right words for describing art. He felt uneducated and clumsy compared to the woman seated next to him.[break][break]

He tried anyway. "I feel like there's more life to this one than the others. More… desperation. But not in a bad way. It's like you're aching to be witnessed."[break][break]

None of what he said made sense. He looked over at Isolde to gauge her reaction, wondering how she'd react to his commentary.

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