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[outcastinparis]

[ While she hadn't been making a spectacle of herself, Esmeralda had definitely been putting work into the Arts building. At least, what she could. The gypsy was a hands on kind of girl, but not with anything modern, that'd been put into the building. Anything beyond basic structure was beyond her. Power tools? Nuh-uh. Never heard of them. Besides

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[inbarrels]

/Miguel's just been wandering around, as he's wont to do. And when he sees what Esmerelda's done with the decor, he can't help but smile/

Ah! It's beautiful! I've always been a fan of a bit of color. I know a few people who will be grateful for the improvement. /a wink/

[outcastinparis]

[ She manages to finish the outline of a rich purple gilded letter before turning to Miguel with a gracious smile. ]

You think so? It's always gold around dusk, I thought I'd give it more to work with.

[ Standing, Esme takes a look at her handiwork. ]

Oh yeah? Like who?

[inbarrels]

Very generous of you. /another smile as he walks about, inspecting her handiwork/

Rapunzel, for one. I heard she was actually in the building the night it burned, working on a project.

wtg becca. Specifically she's decorated the dance room, looks like I forgot to say.

[outcastinparis]

Some would call that dedication.

[ a beat. there's an idea brewing. ]

...Do you think she'd paint on walls?

[ obviously, esme knows nothing of the girl. yikes. ]

ooc: the whole building works though. It'll be purty! the glass will be dance room-only. /DETAILS I HAS THEM.

[gargoyle_of_red]

*At around sunset, a newcomer enters the art building. Brooklyn had yet to check this place out, and well, the arts always had interesting things about humans! Plus, they had a lot of cool stuff to offer for the mind. He knew the museums in New York had interesting works of art, but seeing some art here would be amazing. So much diversity! The gargoyle had heard about the disaster that happened before he got here.... So it may be a while before he could see some actual art. But the rebuilding progress was going well from what he saw.

His clawed toes click lightly against the floor as he comes towards the dance room and catches sight of Esmeralda, surprised to see someone.*

Wow, this place looks great!

[outcastinparis]

[ Djali doesn't take too kindly to strangers, and ducks her head a bit at the new stranger. Esme's a little more forgiving; Brooklyn isn't the strangest thing she's seen while here! ]

It's a start. It needs a class or two and it'll be better than it was before.

Haven't seen you around before.

[ She puts down her brush, and brushes off her dress only to stand and offer him a hand. Djali's caught on by now, but don't blame the kid for looking out for her! ]

Esmeralda. Dance teacher.

[gargoyle_of_red]

*He offers a confident smile and shakes her hand firmly.*

Brooklyn, the new night guard. Nice to meet you Esmeralda!

*He pauses however, seeing Djali and laughs lightly before pulling his hand back and bends down to goat's level*

And is this your assistant?

[outcastinparis]

You too, Brooklyn.

Djali. She's still partial to all the new folk, so don't take it personally.

[ The goat finds it in her heart to trust her friend, and let's Brooklyn have a bleat of acceptance, and maybe even a nudge. ]

[openedthewall]

[As a new TA, it was Dimitri's job to become acqainted with his surroundings, and so far he had visited most of the buildings. Art is a silly thing, in his eyes, so he had previously paid no heed to the large structure. But if he was going to be able to assist anyone in this department - as painful as it sounds - he was going to have to step inside.

He walks aimlessly around for a few minutes, peeking into the classroom windows before he stops at the dance hall to see it decorated in colored lights. He steps inside to see Esmeralda, who should be well aware of the impact she has on the opposite sex by now.]

Looks good in here.

[outcastinparis]

[ She looks up only for a second to smile and greet the stranger, as she continues painting. Djali sits, keeping a still eye on him. He didn't seem too threatening. ]

Thanks.

It's not much, but---

[ And she finishes off that last letter on the banner. Nice and pretty. ]

It'll do for now.

Can I help you with something?

[openedthewall]

No, I'm just exploring.

[He quirks a brow at the goat.]

I didn't know there was livestock here.

[outcastinparis]

[ Djali voices her disagreement with a bleat and a growl. She was not livestock! ]

Djali.

She's more a lifelong friend than livestock.

[ Esme stores her paint, and pins the banner up to dry. ]

And you are?