They crossed the large main gallery floor in no time time at all. Well at least Chryseis did. Pepper nearly had to run to keep in stride with her. As the neared the loading dock, Chryseis slammed the roller door open so hard that is jarrred and slowly rolled along its track to its midcenter.
The men in the room jumped.
Show me to it. Chryseis spoke alloud.
The men scattered and Pepper meekly stepped in front of Chryseis and walked her to the large box.
As the neared Chryseis's eyes narrowed at the damage. The large wooden box was cracked at the lower left corner and the hay like stuffing was pushing out. It was like an open wound. Deftly she grabbed the lid of the box at the broken corner and tore it off. The large 6 foot lid made a hard thud as it slammed into the ground.
Pulling through all the hay was easy enough and soon the precious statue emerged. It was made from marble and carved more beautifully than then venus herself. Chryseis hurridly checked over it for damage. Thankfully there was none. Only the box had been broken. She sat gingerly on the box edge asnd looked back at Pepper.
It has not been damaged. But i want the men who careless handled it to be fired immediatly.
New delivery ( open)
A sharp rapping on her solid oak door brought Chryseis out of the clouds. She had been going over the paperwork of last nights shipment for about three hours now.
Come in. She announced dully.
The door swung open slowly and the small museum qurrator stepped in. She was a middle aged woman from Nachton who Chryseis had hired from off the streets. The poor and needy were always easy to bully around and were quick to fear. Therefor quick to listen and made great workers. She had been Chryseis's first hire and since then had gained her trust. The woman no longer coward when she came near Chryseis but she wasn't unruly either.
Yes Pepper?
Lady Chryseis, the men have been unloading the shipment and....and it seems the main box has been damaged. Pepper immediatly looked down at her feet.
Chryseis rose her eyebrow at the woman. Quietly she stood and pushed her chair out from under her. Her flats made little noise as she walked past the woman and out the door.
She heard Pepper follow after her in sort of a scuttle. The office was across the museum from the loading docks and she had to walk through the main lobby to get there. Whoever had orignally designed the place didn't think to put the two important places together.
Chryseis Angelique
18 years ago
Pakpao
18 years ago
Pak had been in an extremely foul mood all day; it was one of those moods that scared her once it was over. Someday she was going to sort out what triggered them. Ha! That was a laugh, a vampire shrink.
After not sleeping all-day and hacking aimlessly at her computer, although she had had a couple of ideas worth a closer look, Pak had taken off. She walked when she was cross, sometimes, like tonight, for hours. Between the walk and finding something to eat, something that was always a challenge for her, she was back to well normal didn't fit she'd gave called it a neutral mood.
Unfortunately, she realized she was also a bit on the lost side. Damned! She hated that. She could see the towers, she just didn't know how to get there and apparently, she'd taken quite a walk on top of that.
Sighing to herself Pak wandered into a building intent of finding out where she was and was rather surprised to find herself in an impressive lobby. And even more surprised that she'd apparently found a museum. Not a bad way to kill an evening.
After not sleeping all-day and hacking aimlessly at her computer, although she had had a couple of ideas worth a closer look, Pak had taken off. She walked when she was cross, sometimes, like tonight, for hours. Between the walk and finding something to eat, something that was always a challenge for her, she was back to well normal didn't fit she'd gave called it a neutral mood.
Unfortunately, she realized she was also a bit on the lost side. Damned! She hated that. She could see the towers, she just didn't know how to get there and apparently, she'd taken quite a walk on top of that.
Sighing to herself Pak wandered into a building intent of finding out where she was and was rather surprised to find herself in an impressive lobby. And even more surprised that she'd apparently found a museum. Not a bad way to kill an evening.
Chryseis Angelique
18 years ago
Move it that way a little more. NO I said THAT way not that way!
Yes madame. I'm sorry.
You will be if you break that thing. Just get it over to the truck out front and make sure it's loaded carefully. Travel with it if you must.
Chryseis ordered the muesum workers around with crisp sharp orders.
You three I want those statues to be at the top of the staircase where everyone can see them.
The three men, each hauling three very marble and very heavy statues turned to the elevators and waited for the doors to open. Two of the men had a statue of a a goddess carved from marvel. In the hand of the first goddess was a single rose stretched above the goddesses head. Her head was back in pure bliss as she smelled the rose. The second goddess was kneeling down petting a panther with a bow slung over her shoulder. The third goddess stood still and perfectly straight. Acrossed her eyes a blindfold rested. She held a dagger in the palm of her left hand.
Chryseis had spent good money having these made and she was happy when they arrived in perfect condition. She heard the fourth man speak as he was exiting the building.
Excuse me miss. Have a good evening.
Someone was there. How awful. She did hate to look a mess infront of the guests. And to be having all this construction wasn't well either.
She smoothed her hair behind her ears and walked gracefully, like wind over water, to the guest.
Hello. Please excuse our mess. I do appologize. It is rare that this is done in the evening but I could not make it at any other time. How may I help you this evening.
Everything she said was flat and monotone. She was being honest but it was nothing to get too worked up about.
Yes madame. I'm sorry.
You will be if you break that thing. Just get it over to the truck out front and make sure it's loaded carefully. Travel with it if you must.
Chryseis ordered the muesum workers around with crisp sharp orders.
You three I want those statues to be at the top of the staircase where everyone can see them.
The three men, each hauling three very marble and very heavy statues turned to the elevators and waited for the doors to open. Two of the men had a statue of a a goddess carved from marvel. In the hand of the first goddess was a single rose stretched above the goddesses head. Her head was back in pure bliss as she smelled the rose. The second goddess was kneeling down petting a panther with a bow slung over her shoulder. The third goddess stood still and perfectly straight. Acrossed her eyes a blindfold rested. She held a dagger in the palm of her left hand.
Chryseis had spent good money having these made and she was happy when they arrived in perfect condition. She heard the fourth man speak as he was exiting the building.
Excuse me miss. Have a good evening.
Someone was there. How awful. She did hate to look a mess infront of the guests. And to be having all this construction wasn't well either.
She smoothed her hair behind her ears and walked gracefully, like wind over water, to the guest.
Hello. Please excuse our mess. I do appologize. It is rare that this is done in the evening but I could not make it at any other time. How may I help you this evening.
Everything she said was flat and monotone. She was being honest but it was nothing to get too worked up about.
Pakpao
18 years ago
She’d been debating where to start when she heard other voices. It didn’t sound like a casual pleasant exchange either and Pak started to wonder if she’d wandered in when the place was closed or if she should just leave.
That thought didn’t last long as the woman, apparently the one in charge, started to make her way over. Watching the woman walk Pak knew she just wasn’t that graceful. Her own movements had a certain matter of factness to them. But that was neither here nor there.
She smiled at the apology and greeting.
“Not a problem, nothing to worry about. As for me, I’m a bit lost, but since I found my way here, I thought I might have a look around. Assuming of course you aren’t closed.”
Her smile took on a vaguely apologetic tone. She didn’t think they were closed after all she hadn’t set off any alarms, but it was possible they had been disabled for the delivery.
That thought didn’t last long as the woman, apparently the one in charge, started to make her way over. Watching the woman walk Pak knew she just wasn’t that graceful. Her own movements had a certain matter of factness to them. But that was neither here nor there.
She smiled at the apology and greeting.
“Not a problem, nothing to worry about. As for me, I’m a bit lost, but since I found my way here, I thought I might have a look around. Assuming of course you aren’t closed.”
Her smile took on a vaguely apologetic tone. She didn’t think they were closed after all she hadn’t set off any alarms, but it was possible they had been disabled for the delivery.
Chryseis Angelique
18 years ago
Of course not. The Arch Museum of Art is open almost continously. The only time we ever close is between the hours of five am and 7am. That time is reserved for maintence and clean up. We have much to look at here such as the many acient greek artifacts flown directly from greece and acient africa as well. Those are our biggest displays but we have many other historic places as well. The art galleries are mixed in throughout the museum in agreement with time period and area of the world.
She was rambling like usual as she took great pride in the museum and all the things she had collected. The museum had been given to her as a present from Morrigan shortly after she had arrived. It wasn't long before she had all her precious items shipped and on display inside.
She was rambling like usual as she took great pride in the museum and all the things she had collected. The museum had been given to her as a present from Morrigan shortly after she had arrived. It wasn't long before she had all her precious items shipped and on display inside.
Pakpao
18 years ago
"Quite extensive hours, but rather fortunate for me."Â?
Taking the rambling as passion for her work, Pak bit back a smile. She occasionally would go a mile a minute at random about things whether or not she made any sense to the person she was talking to or at, as the case may be.
She'd been toying with the idea of going home again, knowing full well she wouldn't make it. Still, it was nice to toy with the idea.
"How are your Asian galleries?"Â?
Taking the rambling as passion for her work, Pak bit back a smile. She occasionally would go a mile a minute at random about things whether or not she made any sense to the person she was talking to or at, as the case may be.
She'd been toying with the idea of going home again, knowing full well she wouldn't make it. Still, it was nice to toy with the idea.
"How are your Asian galleries?"Â?
Chryseis Angelique
18 years ago
Well, while it's not one of the grandest galleries we have here, it is still one that is fruitfully supplied. We have Dang Tin Tuong silk and laquer paintings, Nguyen Do Cung oil paintings, Soraya Runckel. The list goes on, and those are just some of the Vietnamese and Korean artists. Old and new you can find it here. Art is history and history is art.
She felt like a salesperson but she was describing one of her beloved hobbies. The woman looked intelligent no doubt she would know the artists.
She felt like a salesperson but she was describing one of her beloved hobbies. The woman looked intelligent no doubt she would know the artists.
Pakpao
18 years ago
“Really?”
Pak raised an eyebrow in interest. She was a bit surprised to hear such modern names. Of course she wasn’t in any way displeased; she very much liked Dang Tin Tuong and Soraya Runckel particularly.
“Modern history… there is nothing wrong with that at all. You don’t happen to have any of Pornchai Lerttamasiri’s coffee paintings do you?”
Pak raised an eyebrow in interest. She was a bit surprised to hear such modern names. Of course she wasn’t in any way displeased; she very much liked Dang Tin Tuong and Soraya Runckel particularly.
“Modern history… there is nothing wrong with that at all. You don’t happen to have any of Pornchai Lerttamasiri’s coffee paintings do you?”
Chryseis Angelique
18 years ago
The woman liked the older and more exquist artists. Chryseis was pleased.
Ah yes, I see you have a taste for more antiques then newage. We have a small section that is reserved for special viewings that does contain one or two of Pornchai Lerttamasiri’s originals. It's a smaller secluded gallery up on the second floor inside the east wing of course. There are a few other artifacts as well inside there acompanying the paintings.
The woman seemed well settled and she did know her arts and Chryseis felt no reason to keep this information from her. The general public on any given day were easily into touching objects and painting they werent supossed to. There had been some vandalisim in the recent years that had caused Chryseis to set up more private displays. Of course there was also the occassional Elder vampire that stopped by and wanted a private room for 'showing' to their companions.
It seems to me that you value a good piece of the countries large puzzle. If that is the case then i'm honored to share the rooms location with you.
Ah yes, I see you have a taste for more antiques then newage. We have a small section that is reserved for special viewings that does contain one or two of Pornchai Lerttamasiri’s originals. It's a smaller secluded gallery up on the second floor inside the east wing of course. There are a few other artifacts as well inside there acompanying the paintings.
The woman seemed well settled and she did know her arts and Chryseis felt no reason to keep this information from her. The general public on any given day were easily into touching objects and painting they werent supossed to. There had been some vandalisim in the recent years that had caused Chryseis to set up more private displays. Of course there was also the occassional Elder vampire that stopped by and wanted a private room for 'showing' to their companions.
It seems to me that you value a good piece of the countries large puzzle. If that is the case then i'm honored to share the rooms location with you.
Pakpao
18 years ago
Pak smiled, what were the odds of wandering into a museum, let alone a museum that would have a Pornchai Lerttamasiri? She'd have to buy a lottery ticket next; the odds were probably just as good.
Surprised to hear the paintings wouldn't be more prominently displayed, of course she was bias in her opinion, but vaguely flattered to have been offered a viewing she decided to indulge her sudden feeling of nostalgia. Apparently, it pay to ask after specific artists. She'd have to remember that.
"I'd love to see them, if you aren't too busy."Â?
Surprised to hear the paintings wouldn't be more prominently displayed, of course she was bias in her opinion, but vaguely flattered to have been offered a viewing she decided to indulge her sudden feeling of nostalgia. Apparently, it pay to ask after specific artists. She'd have to remember that.
"I'd love to see them, if you aren't too busy."Â?
Chryseis Angelique
18 years ago
Of course not.
She smiled slightly as she thought back on the package that was en route to its new host. Tonights main job had been completed.
If you would follow me up these stairs i can show you to the room.
[i] She motioned towards the large staircase with excitement. The new statues she had purchased would have its first show to new eyes.[i]
She smiled slightly as she thought back on the package that was en route to its new host. Tonights main job had been completed.
If you would follow me up these stairs i can show you to the room.
[i] She motioned towards the large staircase with excitement. The new statues she had purchased would have its first show to new eyes.[i]
Pakpao
18 years ago
She was still more than pleased with the prospect of seeing one of the coffee paintings and content to follow her hostess up the stairs.
The three statues at the top of the stairs, however, caused Pak to linger lightly. They were exquisite and deserved more than a passing glance. It was the third that truly fascinated her, the blindfold and the dagger. Pak had no idea why she was fascinated with that one, but she was. So much, so that she actually stopped to outright study it.
After a second or two, maybe longer, she wasn't sure, Pak realized she had stopped and looked vaguely embarrassed.
"They are amazing."Â?
The three statues at the top of the stairs, however, caused Pak to linger lightly. They were exquisite and deserved more than a passing glance. It was the third that truly fascinated her, the blindfold and the dagger. Pak had no idea why she was fascinated with that one, but she was. So much, so that she actually stopped to outright study it.
After a second or two, maybe longer, she wasn't sure, Pak realized she had stopped and looked vaguely embarrassed.
"They are amazing."Â?
Chryseis Angelique
18 years ago
Chryseis heard only the sound of her own footsteps and she stopped. She turned to see where the woman had gone to and was not surprised to see her staring at the three statues. She smiled inwardly.
They are from Greece. Handcrafted exclusivley for the Arch. That one is called The Night. She is a valued hunter and stalker. Even in the complete darkness of her blindfold she can sense her prey and attack with deadly precision. She is the epitomy of stealth and silence.
And I thank you.
The statue the woman was most intrigued with was the one that represented The Order of the Night, Anantya's assasins. Sorin held leader of the Order currently but it wasn't always so. Chryseis was sure his face would work hard to conceal the annoyance at the statue being portrayed with a female. She loved it.
Perhaps this woman was a good hunter herself. And if she was a vampire an even deadlier hunter.
They are from Greece. Handcrafted exclusivley for the Arch. That one is called The Night. She is a valued hunter and stalker. Even in the complete darkness of her blindfold she can sense her prey and attack with deadly precision. She is the epitomy of stealth and silence.
And I thank you.
The statue the woman was most intrigued with was the one that represented The Order of the Night, Anantya's assasins. Sorin held leader of the Order currently but it wasn't always so. Chryseis was sure his face would work hard to conceal the annoyance at the statue being portrayed with a female. She loved it.
Perhaps this woman was a good hunter herself. And if she was a vampire an even deadlier hunter.
Pakpao
18 years ago
Yes, she could see that coldness in the statue. However, hearing the woman's, who at this point Pak took to be a curator, explanation made her question her own fascination with it. Very odd that she'd be drawn to something like that, at least Pak found it odd.
Hearing what she took as a note of pride in the curator's voice Pak also wondered if she hadn't been the one to commission the sculptures. If so, she had excellent taste.
"And the other two?"Â?
She was genuinely curious. The Night certainly wasn't what she had expected, perhaps she'd missed something in the others as well.
Hearing what she took as a note of pride in the curator's voice Pak also wondered if she hadn't been the one to commission the sculptures. If so, she had excellent taste.
"And the other two?"Â?
She was genuinely curious. The Night certainly wasn't what she had expected, perhaps she'd missed something in the others as well.
Panos Mehalitsenos
18 years ago
The Rose and The Hunt. Chryseis answered promptly to the womans question regarding the otehr statues.
She stepped over to the huntress statue.
A huntress of fine caliber. She is one with the animals and hunts amongst them. They aide her in her duties as well as submit to her will. The Hunt is at home in the wild but like most animals put out by cities and humans she learns to adapt quickly to her new surroundings.
Chrseis then turned her heads towards the last statue and she took a moment to gaze upon its beauty once more.
Lastly, The Rose. Beauty and pain wrapped together to create wisdom and depth. Like a mother she is beautiful but cross her and everyone will feel her thorns. A rose can come in many different shades.
She thought of Morgan and hoped that she too would enjoy the statue that was so eloquently crafted with her in mind.
She stepped over to the huntress statue.
A huntress of fine caliber. She is one with the animals and hunts amongst them. They aide her in her duties as well as submit to her will. The Hunt is at home in the wild but like most animals put out by cities and humans she learns to adapt quickly to her new surroundings.
Chrseis then turned her heads towards the last statue and she took a moment to gaze upon its beauty once more.
Lastly, The Rose. Beauty and pain wrapped together to create wisdom and depth. Like a mother she is beautiful but cross her and everyone will feel her thorns. A rose can come in many different shades.
She thought of Morgan and hoped that she too would enjoy the statue that was so eloquently crafted with her in mind.
Chryseis Angelique
18 years ago
The Rose and The Hunt. Chryseis answered promptly to the womans question regarding the otehr statues.
She stepped over to the huntress statue.
A huntress of fine caliber. She is one with the animals and hunts amongst them. They aide her in her duties as well as submit to her will. The Hunt is at home in the wild but like most animals put out by cities and humans she learns to adapt quickly to her new surroundings.
Chrseis then turned her heads towards the last statue and she took a moment to gaze upon its beauty once more.
Lastly, The Rose. Beauty and pain wrapped together to create wisdom and depth. Like a mother she is beautiful but cross her and everyone will feel her thorns. A rose can come in many different shades.
She thought of Morgan and hoped that she too would enjoy the statue that was so eloquently crafted with her in mind.
She stepped over to the huntress statue.
A huntress of fine caliber. She is one with the animals and hunts amongst them. They aide her in her duties as well as submit to her will. The Hunt is at home in the wild but like most animals put out by cities and humans she learns to adapt quickly to her new surroundings.
Chrseis then turned her heads towards the last statue and she took a moment to gaze upon its beauty once more.
Lastly, The Rose. Beauty and pain wrapped together to create wisdom and depth. Like a mother she is beautiful but cross her and everyone will feel her thorns. A rose can come in many different shades.
She thought of Morgan and hoped that she too would enjoy the statue that was so eloquently crafted with her in mind.
Pakpao
18 years ago
“Each more than she appears.”
It wasn’t quite something that she’d meant to say aloud, but somehow had slipped out as she more carefully regarded the other two statues. Given the explanations, stories almost, behind each it was more understandable why she’d been the most intrigued by The Night.
All in all it was an interesting trio, each having strength but each benefiting from the other. Not only had they been commissioned together, as the curator had explained, it seemed there was a deeper connection between them. Once again Pak felt sure that the curator had had a hand in their creation, granted she could be extremely wrong but somehow she felt certain of it.
“Do you have a favorite?”
((OOC... considering thread old and Pak out. Next time maybe... Lock please1/30/06))
It wasn’t quite something that she’d meant to say aloud, but somehow had slipped out as she more carefully regarded the other two statues. Given the explanations, stories almost, behind each it was more understandable why she’d been the most intrigued by The Night.
All in all it was an interesting trio, each having strength but each benefiting from the other. Not only had they been commissioned together, as the curator had explained, it seemed there was a deeper connection between them. Once again Pak felt sure that the curator had had a hand in their creation, granted she could be extremely wrong but somehow she felt certain of it.
“Do you have a favorite?”
((OOC... considering thread old and Pak out. Next time maybe... Lock please1/30/06))