when she makes it to the museum, fei du is there! he's dressed a little differently today, god bless new outfits, and he offers lambda both a smile and then his arm, like a gentleman. ]
There aren't a lot of them, but it's a start. Shall we?
[ oh, he's so stylish. lambda can't complain. she looks at his offered arm for almost a beat too long before she places her giant sleeve over his arm. her touch is light. ]
Anything I can see with my eyes, in front of me, is enough.
[ she can't keep her cool completely. there's a little undercurrent of excitement. the way ballet always gets her. ]
[ light is perfectly fine - his is just the same in return, adjusting easily to match. like a good escort.
this reaction is cute...? the excitement is very cute. he smiles a little further and leads the way directly, past the Dino Bones exhibit, and back into the art area. it's quieter here, and eventually, he rounds the corner to a smaller hallway featuring a painting immediately on sight, and another nearby.
fei du's watching her reaction more than he really is the painting, but, his smile warms a little more as they enter. ]
[ fei du cracked the lambda code so quickly. she has her sunglasses on, as she always does, but there's no hiding how unguarded she is in the face of anything ballet-related. she walks towards the paintings, as if it has a gravitation pull. she's practically glowing, and she can't stop the smile from splitting her face.
it's such a different experience seeing something in the flesh like this and not through data. ]
[ fei du stays quiet while lambda takes the painting in, mostly to let her have the moment, though he's watching. the smile, the glow; what a marked difference from yesterday.
it's nice. this is how these things should be, he thinks. museums full of works of art for people to see, instead of relics trapped in an office, squirreled away by the wealthy out of a possessive greed. when fei du comes up next to her to look at it, hands folding now behind his back to let her have her penguin hands back, he makes a soft noise of acknowledgment. ]
It would be nice - but that's the dilemma, too, that something so beautiful could be so easily damaged, no matter how careful we are. Age and time.
[ a pause. ] This is the first time I've seen this one in person. It's beautiful.
[ her sleeves hover in front of the painting, and she takes a step back. she does pride herself on having some self-control. ]
Its delicacy can add to its beauty even if... [ delicate isn't something that comes easy for her. ] There's an elegance that can only be seen in person. The brush strokes, the little details... the life and the passion you can see.
[ ... ]
Thanks for bringing these to my attention, Fei Du. I wouldn't have wanted to miss them for the world.
I agree. [ there's a little warmth in his expression, there, as he steps up to look in at the brush strokes properly, too. it makes a difference, whether it's a familiar sight for him or not, and when lambda addresses him again, he turns his head and offers her a genuine, warm smile. ]
I'm glad I could. [ yaaay... he looks happy, eyes crinkling at the corners briefly before he looks back at the painting, admiring. there's something a little wistful, there, though it's harder to place. ] Things like this are meant to be admired by the people who can most appreciate them, I think - after our conversation the other day, it felt like a stroke of luck.
Thank you for sharing it with me, to be honest. I've seen Degas before, but, it's a lot different to view it with someone like you.
[ lightly teasing, but! sure, he can do that. with an amused little noise, he glances around, and then makes an 'ah' noise, heading towards the direction of another section of art! once lambda follows, she can find that fei du slows to a stop near this painting.
bleak. damn ]
Bit of a mood change, but I always thought this one was interesting - the art is beautiful, but the story behind it is fascinating, too. It's hard to believe this painting was done almost at the same time as the Degas ones, isn't it? The style difference between them is crazy.
she follows him over to the picture of familial tragedy. it's hard to say what she's thinking behind her sunglasses. ]
It goes to show you how different two individuals can be and how varied art can be. I usually hear that human kings and emperors and tsars try to continue their line and prize their progeny for their reign, but the story behind this one....
[ i tried to write this tag last night but i was too tired and that's what happens when you get stuck playing a braincell. anyway. fei du hums, hands in his pockets, as he considers over his answer.]
The first is the artistic; the look of anguish and guilt on the tsar's face is powerful. It gets across the emotion of the moment very well, and combined with the son's hand on his arm, it's a moving picture. [ as he gestures with his head to both details. ]
The second reason is the actual story - I don't recall a ton of the details, but I'm fairly sure it's murky whether this was how his son died, but this has become something of popular history since. The painting itself was inspired by a different assassination entirely, and was supposed to be a rejection of violence and bloodshed, but it was controversial and unpopular with the Tsar who ruled Russia when the painter was alive, since it was painted hundreds of years after the initial incident. It made Ivan the Terrible look bad in their interpretation, and it was even vandalized twice by nationalists.
So, I find that interesting. The controversy, the history, the way we interpret things and make them reality. And the relationship like you mentioned, between father and son, and how unusual this incident could have been. [ he tilts his head to look at lambda, now, offering her an enigmatic smile. ] More or less.
[ as for the second part - playfully and primly like an innocent babe: ] I'm a good student.
[ ok
but then fei du laughs, the noise warm. ]
Not really: I'd say I just like these sort of things. I was raised on a pretty steady diet of literature and art, so history sometimes comes naturally, too.
I've always found satisfaction from flying from the lake I was found on.
[ there are some things she can't change about herself simply for what she is, but the things that are purely her own, those are what drives her.
when he steps back, lambda will turn, indicating with her head that she wants to keep walking and looking. he doesn't have to come with, if he doesn't want to. ]
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Lambda - there's a Degas exhibit at the museum.
Would you like to come see it with me? I thought of you and our conversation the other day right away.
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I won't wait another second. Let's go.
[ let's go let's go let's goooooooo she's so fucking stoked ]
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when she makes it to the museum, fei du is there! he's dressed a little differently today, god bless new outfits, and he offers lambda both a smile and then his arm, like a gentleman. ]
There aren't a lot of them, but it's a start. Shall we?
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Anything I can see with my eyes, in front of me, is enough.
[ she can't keep her cool completely. there's a little undercurrent of excitement. the way ballet always gets her. ]
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this reaction is cute...? the excitement is very cute. he smiles a little further and leads the way directly, past the Dino Bones exhibit, and back into the art area. it's quieter here, and eventually, he rounds the corner to a smaller hallway featuring a painting immediately on sight, and another nearby.
fei du's watching her reaction more than he really is the painting, but, his smile warms a little more as they enter. ]
Voila.
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it's such a different experience seeing something in the flesh like this and not through data. ]
I wish I could touch it.
[ there's an undercurrent of raw yearning. ]
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it's nice. this is how these things should be, he thinks. museums full of works of art for people to see, instead of relics trapped in an office, squirreled away by the wealthy out of a possessive greed. when fei du comes up next to her to look at it, hands folding now behind his back to let her have her penguin hands back, he makes a soft noise of acknowledgment. ]
It would be nice - but that's the dilemma, too, that something so beautiful could be so easily damaged, no matter how careful we are. Age and time.
[ a pause. ] This is the first time I've seen this one in person. It's beautiful.
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Its delicacy can add to its beauty even if... [ delicate isn't something that comes easy for her. ] There's an elegance that can only be seen in person. The brush strokes, the little details... the life and the passion you can see.
[ ... ]
Thanks for bringing these to my attention, Fei Du. I wouldn't have wanted to miss them for the world.
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I agree. [ there's a little warmth in his expression, there, as he steps up to look in at the brush strokes properly, too. it makes a difference, whether it's a familiar sight for him or not, and when lambda addresses him again, he turns his head and offers her a genuine, warm smile. ]
I'm glad I could. [ yaaay... he looks happy, eyes crinkling at the corners briefly before he looks back at the painting, admiring. there's something a little wistful, there, though it's harder to place. ] Things like this are meant to be admired by the people who can most appreciate them, I think - after our conversation the other day, it felt like a stroke of luck.
Thank you for sharing it with me, to be honest. I've seen Degas before, but, it's a lot different to view it with someone like you.
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that kind of timing... that kind of luck... she has to wonder about it. ]
Of course. Only a prima donna like me could make anything related to ballet shine as it should. It should be considered an honor to view it with me.
[ kill her. ]
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the comment makes him laugh a little, though, and he presses his hand to his chest, playful. ]
Then consider me very honored.
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Not bad, not bad. Now, if you would show me an exhibit that caters more to your interests.
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[ lightly teasing, but! sure, he can do that. with an amused little noise, he glances around, and then makes an 'ah' noise, heading towards the direction of another section of art! once lambda follows, she can find that fei du slows to a stop near this painting.
bleak. damn ]
Bit of a mood change, but I always thought this one was interesting - the art is beautiful, but the story behind it is fascinating, too. It's hard to believe this painting was done almost at the same time as the Degas ones, isn't it? The style difference between them is crazy.
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she follows him over to the picture of familial tragedy. it's hard to say what she's thinking behind her sunglasses. ]
It goes to show you how different two individuals can be and how varied art can be. I usually hear that human kings and emperors and tsars try to continue their line and prize their progeny for their reign, but the story behind this one....
[ she glances at him. ]
How does it fascinate you?
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[ i tried to write this tag last night but i was too tired and that's what happens when you get stuck playing a braincell. anyway. fei du hums, hands in his pockets, as he considers over his answer.]
The first is the artistic; the look of anguish and guilt on the tsar's face is powerful. It gets across the emotion of the moment very well, and combined with the son's hand on his arm, it's a moving picture. [ as he gestures with his head to both details. ]
The second reason is the actual story - I don't recall a ton of the details, but I'm fairly sure it's murky whether this was how his son died, but this has become something of popular history since. The painting itself was inspired by a different assassination entirely, and was supposed to be a rejection of violence and bloodshed, but it was controversial and unpopular with the Tsar who ruled Russia when the painter was alive, since it was painted hundreds of years after the initial incident. It made Ivan the Terrible look bad in their interpretation, and it was even vandalized twice by nationalists.
So, I find that interesting. The controversy, the history, the way we interpret things and make them reality. And the relationship like you mentioned, between father and son, and how unusual this incident could have been. [ he tilts his head to look at lambda, now, offering her an enigmatic smile. ] More or less.
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The way the populace interpret things and make them reality is more powerful than you know.
[ how time and people can warp history simply by perspective and word of mouth until it becomes more well-known than the truth. ]
Is being a historian a side hobby for you? [ she says, as if she even knows what his main hobby is. ] You're more well-read than most.
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[ as for the second part - playfully and primly like an innocent babe: ] I'm a good student.
[ ok
but then fei du laughs, the noise warm. ]
Not really: I'd say I just like these sort of things. I was raised on a pretty steady diet of literature and art, so history sometimes comes naturally, too.
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[ it could be both. ]
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[ he looks up at the painting, again. ] I find sometimes it's hard to escape the trappings of an upbringing, but, some parts are worth diving into.
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That's one way to approach it. It's better to find some enjoyment where you can.
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[ like fuck genetics
anyway. he folds his hands behind his back, stepping back from it. ]
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[ there are some things she can't change about herself simply for what she is, but the things that are purely her own, those are what drives her.
when he steps back, lambda will turn, indicating with her head that she wants to keep walking and looking. he doesn't have to come with, if he doesn't want to. ]
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he smiles a little at that, and there's a bit of a twinkle in his eye. ]
Me too.
[ but with that, he will follow her! let's go check out more exhibits this is a friend date now. ]