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final fantasy xiv: perne archevauliere

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[It is in the heat of the triple moon and someone is a moth-like creature.

She's recording in her residence, which appears a little more put together than the last time she addressed the network from it. Evidently, she has been surviving quite well enough on her own.

Perne is trying to hide a portion of herself as subtly as she can, dark hair in her eyes, but the fuzzy antennae dangle to and fro and with four arms, she does twice as much fidgeting.

...This is, truthfully, the first time she's been so open about her transformation. In the end, she is here for a reason.]

Do we have any painters here? I suppose one adept in sketching would also suffice.
I would like to commission a piece.

[She pauses.]

It must be tasteful, yet alluring and beautifully sensual.

[Perne shifts just enough to sit back before she continues.]

I can pay in Chroma or with other bartering items. I study plants and have begun to craft teas. If you find yourself interested, please arrange with me that I might see some of your other works and determine if your style suits mine desires.

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[ Look at her just sparkling even transformed, ah she's gorgeous— ]

I wish I could draw as well as you need. But I rely on other artists too, love! Why are you hiding, anyroad?

I am no visual artist. That is, I personally cannot put anything down that is not a plant.

[For some reason, Perne finds this slightly amusing. Or she is simply admitting that when it comes to 'art,' she is best with performing ones. Not visual ones.

Regardless, she stiffens a tad when Megumi [rightfully] calls her out.]

'Tis not that I am hiding. Simply that I do not wish to be overbearing with mine... appearance.

[That is a bullshit response, honestly. As if being a moth woman is some kind of travesty. When she does finally grant gaze, it is of black eyes, which to some could very well be unnerving. The kind of thing from scary stories told to children.]

I'd say I'm good at imagining. Getting it out on canvas, though!

[ Medical diagrams she can do with far better accuracy but beyond that... well. It's why she pays others! Perne's reply makes her ears wiggle with her giggle though. But she looks more impressed than scared when she sees what her full state is! ]

Eee! Look at you! You look like the dark fairy from the story I gave you!

[ The dark fairy that lived inside the haunted maiden that sang to a shadowy suitor. It was her first take on a more darker romance! ]

Did you like it? Be honest!

[...The dark fairy... from one of her stories...]

I liked the story.

[There's a long pause and then she continues.] The story, yes. The transformation itself, not so much. It is an annoyance at best and mine most well-liked moments are when it is over.

[Soubi ignores how she looks. When it comes to potential commissions, that's all he cares about. He keeps his own device trained solely on his face, hiding his own cat appendages.]

I'm an artist. I go to university for this and my commissions are always open. Can I know what you want to be painted? I'll show you examples based on that. I've painted a lot of different things since coming here.

[And his subject matter of choice has been pretty dark lately and people complain about it sometimes.]

[Considering almost everyone endures something similar... Perne shouldn't find it any other surprise that others would be kinder than to point out her characteristics. Regardless, she can't help appreciating his professionalism.]

I... That is.

[She hesitates.]

I would be the subject. Not... the way that I am now. How I look normally.

[Perne murmurs something else under her breath. It sounds suspiciously like the word 'naked.']

[He heard that and luckily for her, he's nothing but a professional.]

Did you say naked? So you want a nude piece of yourself. That wouldn't be a problem for me. I can show you a few pieces that I have done although they were during the time that band was here and they may not be the best subject...hm. [Listen, he tried to take advantage of the moment and it didn't work out for him. He has so many of those dumb things still.]

I usually sell what I do. Would showing you some of my other pieces I have on hand and maybe a sketch, suffice?

[...Just let her melt in her pile of shame and regret. The things she does for tokens of affection.]

Aye. You have the right of it.

[Perne clears her throat.]

I am quite particular about how this piece is to be composed and how it ought to be portrayed. Obviously the currency here is not what you or I would be accustomed to. The cost of this piece is of no consequence to me. I shall make way to present payment however necessary.

[After a moment's pause, she continues. She is a woman who knows what she wants and how she wants it. Although normally diplomatic and at times compromising to a fault, this is one area where she knows she will not budge.]

It would satisfy me to see your works. I would not ask for you to do anything preemptive. Yet if I like what you have done, then I may be stirred to accept your gracious offer in its entirety.

I wouldn't say that it's so gracious when I'm just trying to show as much of my work as possible. [A bit blunt but he didn't say he had good customer service skills. Socializing is hard.]

I can send you pictures of my work but you seem like you would like to see it in person. That shows you have a good eye.

[It's best to see the work close-up after all.]

[She does not seem to take offence to his response, but perhaps that is because Perne, as much as she may be part of the social 'elite' where she comes from, really is not well-versed in just such exchanges. It's one thing when having to put on a public facade. It's quite another when she has nothing to represent except herself.]

You have the right of it, aye.

[She nods.]

I would prefer to see them for mineself. Do you have any on exhibit at all?

No, that's a lot of work. I'm always so busy painting. [At this point, it's mostly what he does. In his world, he used to fight and he still does that here but it's different and his second way of making money. He needs to keep his body in full health so he can be his most useful. Right now, he is happy to work on only commissions.]

But I do have some finished pieces. I can bring them to you. My place isn't very good for this.

[As someone who is not an artist and has never put anything on display, Perne... does not understand the complexities that such may entail. As a consequence for a breath or two, she only looks befuddles by his response. But then she recovers and respectfully nods. He would know better.

Her head tips thoughtfully and she takes a moment to idly look around her own abode. It is nothing fancy. It's not as bare as it once was, but it's also not impressive. She supposes it could be worse.]

I suppose if you wish to pay me visit, you may. I do not wish to take too much of your time and I fear I would not have much to offer you in return.

[Tea, perhaps.]

Don't worry. I don't need anything. I'm not somebody you need to concern yourself with like that. [Soubi is terrible at customer service. To him, he's just saying that she doesn't need to do anything to repay the offer.

But really, he's selling himself short and why would somebody want to buy a piece from them if they were apparently, literally, nothing?]

If you can tell me where to see you, I could see you in an hour or so?

[Honestly, it sounds like something she would say. She's almost positive she's said it to others. Maybe someone like Dakki. Estinien. Qih'sae. Anyone who's dared to show her a sliver of kindness, really. Consequently, she does not press.]

Of course. At your leisure. I had no plans.

[It is good that she has been here long enough to know how to provide him with her apartment residence. She has not moved from where they put new arrivals, finding no reason to do so. At least, not yet. But perhaps she ought to rectify that at some point.]

Thank you for your assistance.

[It isn't easy to bring over completed paintings but his height does him some favors so he doesn't look too awkward. It's fine. He'll just carry them on his back. Besides, he did bring over sketches that he had already done as he practiced.

But by the time he's knocking at her door, it's definitely been over an hour but he can barely make it to his classes most of the time. Soubi isn't punctual at all. When she does open the door, though, she'll be faced with somebody who looks every bit of an eccentric artist. Long blond hair with a long coat with fake fur trim over his solid white tank top, bandages covering all over his neck. He stands out and in all the worst ways.]

I'm sorry I'm late.

[Perne, whilst keen on being early to everything, has learned not to hold others to those standards. As such, when Soubi arrives on the scene, she does not judge him.

Much.

In greeting him, she cannot help giving him a once over. She doesn't know very many artists particularly well, so she realises she has had no idea of what to expect. Considering her own appearance and behaviour, she... has had her own share of looks.

And likely reputations that she is entirely unaware of. Her Cordis blessing only makes that a bit stranger.

As gracefully as she can manage, she dips her head and steps aside to wave him in with a willowy arm.]

You hardly have need to apologise.

[As she's getting a better look at him and how he's come with them in tow, she cannot disguise her concern with the furrow of her brow.]

Had I known this would trouble you so, certainly we could have come up with a different arrangement, ser.

[Soubi, for his part, does a good job at not staring. It isn't because he's polite but because it is rude to do this to a customer. Even if she looks like a moth.

Once he's inside, he stands and waits for her to guide him.]

Don't worry about it. They aren't that heavy and I couldn't make you do all the work if you don't even know if you'd like my art at all.

[His customer service skills usually need work but right now, this isn't the worst he could be.]

It would be little work considering you came here at mine behest.

[Perne closes the door after he's shown himself inside and she leads him to her sitting room. There isn't a lot in her abode. The simple and essential things. Things that Estinien has gotten for her in an effort to make her stay more comfortable.

At least it doesn't look a sad and sorry state any longer.

She gestures at the spacious layout for him. He can make himself comfortable if it pleases him.]

May I get you anything? I put tea on a little bit ago, if you wish for some.

Ah, I'll take some. Thank you. [Usually he wouldn't want any but it's rude not to take what is offered and he is trying to be polite right now. Good manners are annoying to constantly worry about but he's gotten better at it at least.] I'll take out my pieces for you while you gather the tea?

[He's already unloaded the art off of his shoulders as he had to sit down, of course.]

I'll wait for you to come back to show it.

Take your time. [There is a pause as Perne reconsiders.] That is, if you do not have somewhere else to be. I would not wish to keep you from something important, or to impose.

[She dips her head politely and at least moves long enough to retrieve for them both a cup each. She brings with her milk. Sugar. Honey. Lemon. Anything he might think he'll need. Everyone seems to take their tea differently, after all.

Perne sets it all down on the endtable closest to him.]

Please, help yourself.

[If Soubi doesn't drink any right away, it isn't because he's trying to be rude. Really, he hadn't wanted any tea in the first place but then it was rude not to accept.

Either way, he wasn't showing his best manners but he is trying.] I have plenty of time. Don't worry. I'll show you my work now so I don't take up too much of your time.

[Soubi takes his paintings out and luckily for her, they aren't his more depressing ones. One is simply orange lillies falling from the dark to the ground. Another is of butterflies fluttering away, all of different gradients of the rainbow. But the other two are of the band that he had talked about. Just simple poses of the men with a solid colored background. He is skilled at what he does and knows how to paint and well. He wouldn't be getting by so well with commissions if he wasn't.]

This is some of what I have. [He gives her the sketches he brought over. They're nude poses of women which maybe is a bit forward but she did want a nude piece? It's good to show that he knows how to paint them.]

[His demeanour suits her fine. Perne, whilst observant, does not possess the same intuition with those she is not particularly close to. As such, she can only admire his professionalism, terse as it may seem.

With her cup in hand, she begins to examine his works. Vibrant. Saturated. The first couple she peers at, any road. They're lovely. He has no way of knowing it, but lilies are her favourite flower. She's stuck on it for some moments in her own kind of appreciation before she moves along, a discerning eye, if anything.]

These are quite lovely.

[He offers her the sketches in question and if it were any other situation, it's entirely possible that she might have turned a few shades of pink. But this is a very important meeting with a very important end goal in mind. Estinien deserves the best, does he not? And she must have the best portray her.

As she examines the details, the posturing, the very lines themselves, her head tips.]

These are, as well. Is this something you do where you come from?

Thank you. [He takes the compliment graciously. Soubi doesn't think much of his own skill although he's been told he's good. But if you're selling your art then you shouldn't disagree.]

I'm an art student at university and I've been painting since I was a child. I guess you could say it's one of my passions. [Although he really doesn't have passion for anything but it does sound good when you call it that, huh?]

Flowers are my favorites to paint. [He had noticed how she looked at his pictures of lilies.]

[Whilst Perne can't claim to know what a 'university' truly is, she is able to glean enough from 'student' to make appropriate conjecture. Either way, he is good at what he does. He has evidently practised to hone just such a skill. No different from her and music. Well, that is. They are similar.

As he makes mention of flowers, she cannot help but smile subtly. From a distance, it would likely look like nothing at all. But in his presence, it's present enough.]

I study flora of all varieties. [She won't call herself a botanist, though she is in some aspect of the word. It's not a profession. Simply a hobby. A way of passing her time in Eorzea.] These flowers here... [She gestures to the lilies.] They are mine favourite kind. I have never seen an orange one before.

They're called lilies where I come from. But this color in particular of these flowers are called tiger lilies. I don't know if you have tigers where you come from. [He's made an assumption that she is from a different world than his. It seems like the most logical conclusion.]

But they're the same color. We have yellow as well. What colors do you have?

[Small talk is part of the deal, right? This is how you're friendly. Or so he thinks?

Either way, there is an earnest attempt being made here at customer service.]

[Konoha tends to pay more attention to videos than text, even when she's not feeling well enough to use it herself, and this is-]

miss PERNE?

you want have painting painted? of moon time form for remember when go back home?

[Perne... doesn't even know how to initially address this. Bless Konoha's sweet heart.]

By the Fury. Aye, I wish to have a painting done, but certainly not of mine... Not when I am like this.

no? would be interesting painting!

then what of?

Whilst that may be true, I have to confess I have no desire to remember such happenstance from here.

Although I do intend the subject of such a piece to be mineself. It is not for me, but rather for another.

i see! is gift portrait.

you can find skilled artist?

[Perne nods. Gift portrait indeed. May not be a portrait, but... A gift all the same.]

That is mine aim. I was uncertain what sorts of artists we had here. I am not much of one, really, and it would be unfair of me to do anything of mineself even if I had such an ability. It is important that this piece reflect truth and sincerity. And vulnerability, I suppose.

must be hard to draw self... would need such large mirror...

but LUNATIA is having many artists i am confident! miss PERNE will be able to find suitable person surely.

I suspect it would be difficult. The only thing I ever draw are plants.

[She taps at the bottom of her chin thoughtfully.]

Do you know of any artists yourself, Lady Konoha?

i draw nothing, so! is still good.

i know in place before LUNATIA... other captured person draw i 's picture much well... but i no know here, apology.

Wait.
When you say...

[There is a long pause before she continues.]

Other captured person... Were you a prisoner in your home world?

not in i 's world. was like this in world before LUNATIA.

had to do work for witch, and could not leave small area.

You were in another world before you even came here?

[Her eyebrows knit together. And Perne has been displeased a good deal of this time because she only had to endure this once. It sounds like Konoha has faced this at least twice now.]

So you managed to become free of this witch only to become a prisoner here. Hopefully things here are at least a little better...

yes, i was.

LUNATIA is more good. much less fighting and violence here.

Then for that I am grateful. You are such a kind person. You deserve to be somewhere kind to you.

Hello,

If you're looking for the best painter, then look no farther than my friend, Yusuke Kitagawa.

I can provide a picture he did of myself as proof. However, please note that there is tasteful nudity (covered by silken covers) since it would be bad manners to send it without warning..

Tasteful... That... As you have put it, that is what I am most interested in. I do not mind taking a gander at the piece he did for you.

[Hopefully she will not Awkward Turtle her way out of this particular situation at the sight of someone she doesn't know.]

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