02-12-2015, 02:08 PM
Lucas tried to stifle the excitement in his stomach. He'd worked hard over the last few days- really evenings, since he had work and school. But he kept thinking about wanting to surprise Aria. While he was worried about where she was and what was happening, a part of him was glad that she wasn't around so he could surprise her.
Nox had proved as good as his word, getting him stuff if he needed, though it wasn't much. And thankfully, he wasn't the sort to sit around and watch you work pestering you with questions about why you were doing it that way, or why you used that brush or knife instead of something else.
Part of what he did- or rather enjoyed the most about his art- was the getting lost in the work. The world receded into the mist and all that came to exist was this form and beauty that he was creating. Things came to him, flourishes and experiments, that hadn't when he'd been planning.
But he had finished yesterday and was proud of it. It was the best thing he'd ever done, party because of who it was for and why. He wanted this to be Aria's sanctuary.
He led her into the building. "Ok. It was Nox's idea. We wanted you to have a place of your own. Somewhere you could call home. So he set aside the room and I....well. You just have to see."
His heart raced now. It was always like that when you shared your work, especially when it was so personal. And this was one of the most personal things he had done.
He hoped she liked it. He led her to the door and opened it. The faint smell of paint still hung in the air. But he flipped he lights on and showed her.
Nox had proved as good as his word, getting him stuff if he needed, though it wasn't much. And thankfully, he wasn't the sort to sit around and watch you work pestering you with questions about why you were doing it that way, or why you used that brush or knife instead of something else.
Part of what he did- or rather enjoyed the most about his art- was the getting lost in the work. The world receded into the mist and all that came to exist was this form and beauty that he was creating. Things came to him, flourishes and experiments, that hadn't when he'd been planning.
But he had finished yesterday and was proud of it. It was the best thing he'd ever done, party because of who it was for and why. He wanted this to be Aria's sanctuary.
He led her into the building. "Ok. It was Nox's idea. We wanted you to have a place of your own. Somewhere you could call home. So he set aside the room and I....well. You just have to see."
His heart raced now. It was always like that when you shared your work, especially when it was so personal. And this was one of the most personal things he had done.
He hoped she liked it. He led her to the door and opened it. The faint smell of paint still hung in the air. But he flipped he lights on and showed her.