Let the adventures begin

Evan Rosier An artist's concern is to capture beauty wherever he finds it. ------------- Resident artist who works in various mediums from paint to digital work. Avid photography student. Comment peut je t'aider?

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“Yeah?” She could hear the french lilt in his voice anyways but that could mean still many places that he could be from and so she waited it out until the question could be brought up. “That makes a lot of sense. But yeah, my father is Damien Queen, the now permanent resident ambassador for France on the United Nations,” Liz said proudly. “Lyon was always very pretty when we visited. It’s nice to meet a fellow french person.”

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The realisation of who he was speaking to likely registered on his features as he looked at her for a while longer, he’d never met Damien Queen but the man had been all over the news and papers at some point or another. He could see a few of the similarities when he looked at Liz “merde, I never thought I’d meet anyone related to someone like that... That’s pretty incredible.” A part of him considered introducing himself properly, dropping his own family name but ultimately decided to leave it for the time being. “How are you finding being over here? I don’t know if it’s just me missing France or if everyone is feeling that way.” 

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“Well true. I was always one for more candid shots though,” she confessed with a smile, thinking of all the photos she had of her old group in her room before looking back over at Evan. “Oh? Where are you from? I don’t know if you can hear it, but I’m originally from France. Paris, even.”

[writetorule-blog]

“If I ever find myself with such a project I know who to ask then” he joked with a hint of a smile appearing on his lips although it was still early days who knew what kind of things he’d be given. Hearing where she was from though he paused “seriously? That’s weird. I mostly lived in Lyon but I’ve spent most of my life travelling between there and Paris.”

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“Well of course it is. See, drawing I’ve noticed is easy to learn just by yourself where dancing is a lot of classes, a lot of exercise. A lot of control. I’ve been learning the basics since I was seven,” Liz explained. They started to get closer to a section near the campus where there was a lot of food places, including one where they could get the awaited sushi. “Yes, a really nice one in NYC during.. well they call it sophomore year here. I was a late comer because my father finally got the job he wanted with the UN.”

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“You’re right, although some art is like that photography for example you have to have a lot of time to figure out the right settings to capture a moment the way you envision it.” Occasionally he would look at the places to eat as they passed them making a mental list of the places he might eventually want to go at some point and others he’d avoid like the plague. “Honestly I’m still adjusting to the system over here, the names are completely different to what I’m used to back home.” 

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“I like seeing what people draw, especially since I can’t really do it. I’m not at like, stick figure level, but its still not great.” At his question, Liz gave a light laugh, turning to walk beside him again. She couldn’t help but show off honestly. “You could just say I’m a threat to be honest. Or at least I’m trying to be. I’ve done enough dancing and singing but really didn’t get into the acting part until last year or so. Want to better my skills. That’s what this school is for isn’t it?? For us to train and be able to move out into the world at the top of our profession or something like that.”

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“A lot of it is just practise really, I never had lessons exactly just always doodled and played around with it until I finally found something I liked.” He wasn’t exactly surprised, he’d met others who liked to show off before and was known himself to join their club when he felt like it. “Yeah, that’s what this place is for. So I’m guessing you went to an arts college before this one too?”  

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“Oh you’d be very surprised. Have to keep healthy for this school year,” she explained as they kept walking, sometimes looking over at Evan but mostly taking in the sights around her. She liked knowing her surroundings. But it didn’t stop her curiosity about the boy. “Oh? That sounds nice.” At his question she gave a graceful leap forward, keeping delicately on her toes before looking back to him. “I’m here for dance, mostly ballet and modern but I’m also taking some acting and singing classes on the side. Might as well.”

[writetorule-blog]

His hands remained tucked into his pockets as they walked, no general direction in his mind and mostly just wandering a part of him simply wanting to explore and get to know the area in which he’d be staying for the near future. “It is if you like that kind of thing,” his eyes followed as she leaped forwards and his brow arched momentarily “so you’re a triple threat then, huh? Guess the others will have to watch out.”

[abigailfortescue-deactivated201]

“As delicious as steak does sound, it wouldn’t be seemly if I broke my diet twice before classes, so my vote is for sushi if we can find it.” When she figured they were going in the right direction she slipped her phone back into her pocket, slipping her own hands into her denim jacket pockets. “So Evan, what are you here for?”

[writetorule-blog]

“I really doubt it would make a difference but alright let’s go find some sushi” he let Liz lead their direction his attention switching back and forth between taking in the surroundings and talking to her. For the time being looking mostly at her, “various mediums of art but I’m also doing photography. How about you?”

[abigailfortescue-deactivated201]

Tsk, tsk. The first thing when you move someplace new is always figuring out where the best food is… But we can remedy that together.” She smiled, starting to walk in the direction he pointed while pulling out her phone. “Second thing, always have google open so that you can look up where food places are.”

[writetorule-blog]

“In my defence food wasn’t on my mind when I came to look around here but yes, let’s remedy that.” His hands tucked into his pockets as he walked falling into step beside her “what kind of food places are we looking for? Because I like a good steak and a decent sushi.”

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“I’d love to. I’m honestly trying to find a place that has some nice healthier options because that pizza shop is honestly testing my willpower right now… I’m Liz, by the way. Elisabeth Queen.”

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“I can understand that, I didn’t really consider places to eat out and about before I came here and now I’m kind of regretting it” adjusting the bag on his shoulder he pointed his thumb in a random direction. “Shall we go that way?” after a moment he smiled “nice to meet you Elizabeth, I’m Evan.”

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“…Yeah, and you’re… Evan?” Vic asked, raising an eyebrow. 

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“That’s me,” he answered with a nod “think we’re in the same room. Not that I've actually been up there yet.”

[victoire-the-artist-blog]

“Hey, is it okay if i draw in here? I need to draw people doing things…” 

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Glancing up from his own work he paused trying to put a name to a face before it clicked “sure Vic right?” pausing to get some sort of confirmation before he continued “I’m doing the same thing honestly.”

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“What kind of places are there to eat near campus? The cafeteria just doesn’t sound appealing for my first meal away from home.”

[writetorule-blog]

“No idea, I was about to go find somewhere that served anything that doesn’t look or taste disgusting. You’re free to come along if you fancy?”

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        Ash wasn’t admitting to anything– at least, not then and there, anyway. Jac’s wink earned a roll of her eyes as they eased into the song. Soon, her teasing attitude was no more than a fleeting memory, overcome by her concentration and passion poured into the music at hand, like she was allowing herself to be possessed by the intended emotions of the tune. It was how she’d always reacted to music and a large part of how she’d been so successful thus far. 

O-o-oh How can we not talk about family when family’s all that we got? Everything I went through you were standing there by my side And now you gon’ be with me for the last ride…

As they neared the lead refrain, Ash looked over and caught Jac’s eye, as if she was checking his preparedness to go in on it with her. Additionally trying to throw him some silent suggestion like, ‘Keep the melody on this one and split high/low on the next?’ She wasn’t sure he’d be able to decipher that or not. They didn’t exactly share any sibling telepathy or similar extra special bond, but a lot of the time, Ash felt music had a special of speaking for itself, and hopefully that much would be translatable.    

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Catching the look Ash sent it was one Jac had learned to read in their time of knowing one another. With a short nod to her followed with a backwards tilt of his head back he hoped she understood his suggestion she took the higher melody so that he could fill in with the lower register. With his response made he started playing the next refrain grinning to a couple of people who came up to drop some coins into his open guitar case.

It's been a long day without you, my friend And I'll tell you all about it when I see you again We've come a long way from where we began Oh, I'll tell you all about it when I see you again When I see you again

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“Isn’t there something we could do?” she asked; small, fragile. Liz hated this feeling, the feeling that there was nothing she could do to fix this situation. It was too similar to how she had felt after she and Evan had broken up. Less broken, but still, not in control. “I just want us to have more than just… this.”

[writetorule-blog]

Silence was his only answer as he stood there hugging her close trying to come up with a decent answer. “I don’t know Lizzie... I don’t know” it was a whisper unsure of what he could suggest. “I do too but if he isn’t going to involve us I’m not sure what we can do.”