Jamie checks the address again before he heads out, warding off the chill in his favorite coat. He's curious about Rev's studio and about the project that he is apparently perfect for.
﹙ rev is sitting on a stool facing a slab of granite that's been roughed and hewn out in ways that are vaguely suggestive of a human form. none of the finer points have been decided on yet, though the pose seems to be a suitably erotic one. ﹚
There you are, my friend. How have you been?
﹙ he stands as jamie approaches, and reaches out to tug him one-armed into a hug. ﹚
[Jamie leans happily into the hug and presses against Rev. He brushes a kiss to his shoulder before he pulls back again. He looks at the slab of rock and moves to touch it.]
I'm doing well enough. What sort of statue did your client ask for?
﹙ he can draw beauty from imagination well enough — while rev is synthetic, his mind is no more limited than a creature born naturally. perhaps it is the fact he is the keeper of his people's fictional depictions of art and beauty throughout the centuries — their stories, their songs. he has much to draw on, and knows full well what draws a human eye. ﹚
Erotic, as well, was the request. Here — ﹙ he tugs his holographic projector out from beneath his shirt — to jamie, it seems like nothing else but a small flat disc, but once he takes it off its chain and puts it in the palm of his hand, it lights up with an overlay of the garden he's been commissioned to design for.
he flexes his hand, and then makes a little motion and the hologram is suddenly a true-to-life size, all around them. it's almost uncannily real — even though it's simply a matter of manipulated light, it's as if one could reach out and touch the dewdrops on every leaf, smell the fragrances of every flower. he and jamie are still visible within it, the projector reading their biometrics and reacting accordingly, but the real world has all but vanished, subsumed by this imaginary lightshow. ﹚
It's to be a companion to this piece, do you see?
﹙ he gestures to one of the other statues, a lone man reclining on a stone divan, naked himself and obviously halfly aroused, gazing up in adoration at an empty space meant to be filled by whatever it is rev comes up with. ﹚
I have free rein to do whatever I wish with this statue as long as it's within those parameters.
[Jamie stays still as the whole scene flickers to life around them. He smiles and resists the urge to touch anything. Even if he could, he doesn't want to distract himself from what he's supposed to be looking at. He moves closer to the companion statue, considering the look on the man's face.]
Yes, I see. I feel like there should be some suggestion of an attempt at modesty on the part of the other statue? Maybe it's cliche, but so many men like the idea that they are seeing something they shouldn't.
[Besides, they're in Duplicity. Some level of nudity is probably to be expected.]
[Jamie shrugs out of the coat he's wearing and tosses it aside. The silk scarf wrapped around his neck is actually much larger than it looks as he unwinds it and shakes it out. He figured he could bring something that might be good for draping, just in case.]
I'm assuming I should just get naked? Where do you want me stand?
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Not in the least, bored out of my mind. What can I do for you?
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﹙ because that's apparently a thing he does? just. carves statues?? ﹚
I was thinking you would be the perfect model to accentuate the scene they intend.
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Yes, I'll come sit for you. Where would you like me to meet you? Do you have a studio or something?
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﹙ have a location ping, jamie. ﹚
I will meet you there in a half hour if that's amenable to you.
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:p
>> action
[Well, that's certainly a promise.
Jamie checks the address again before he heads out, warding off the chill in his favorite coat. He's curious about Rev's studio and about the project that he is apparently perfect for.
When he arrives, he peeks inside.]
Rev?
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There you are, my friend. How have you been?
﹙ he stands as jamie approaches, and reaches out to tug him one-armed into a hug. ﹚
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I'm doing well enough. What sort of statue did your client ask for?
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﹙ he can draw beauty from imagination well enough — while rev is synthetic, his mind is no more limited than a creature born naturally. perhaps it is the fact he is the keeper of his people's fictional depictions of art and beauty throughout the centuries — their stories, their songs. he has much to draw on, and knows full well what draws a human eye. ﹚
Erotic, as well, was the request. Here — ﹙ he tugs his holographic projector out from beneath his shirt — to jamie, it seems like nothing else but a small flat disc, but once he takes it off its chain and puts it in the palm of his hand, it lights up with an overlay of the garden he's been commissioned to design for.
he flexes his hand, and then makes a little motion and the hologram is suddenly a true-to-life size, all around them. it's almost uncannily real — even though it's simply a matter of manipulated light, it's as if one could reach out and touch the dewdrops on every leaf, smell the fragrances of every flower. he and jamie are still visible within it, the projector reading their biometrics and reacting accordingly, but the real world has all but vanished, subsumed by this imaginary lightshow. ﹚
It's to be a companion to this piece, do you see?
﹙ he gestures to one of the other statues, a lone man reclining on a stone divan, naked himself and obviously halfly aroused, gazing up in adoration at an empty space meant to be filled by whatever it is rev comes up with. ﹚
I have free rein to do whatever I wish with this statue as long as it's within those parameters.
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Yes, I see. I feel like there should be some suggestion of an attempt at modesty on the part of the other statue? Maybe it's cliche, but so many men like the idea that they are seeing something they shouldn't.
[Besides, they're in Duplicity. Some level of nudity is probably to be expected.]
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﹙ he studies the block of marble, and then looks back at jamie with his eyebrow raised. playfully: ﹚
You've a knack for this, you know. Composition.
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This is not my first tableau.
[Jamie shrugs out of the coat he's wearing and tosses it aside. The silk scarf wrapped around his neck is actually much larger than it looks as he unwinds it and shakes it out. He figured he could bring something that might be good for draping, just in case.]
I'm assuming I should just get naked? Where do you want me stand?