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[b][u]Aliquam: Academy of the Arts - Courtyard[/u] (Angel's Group)[/b]

Angel laughed aloud to himself when he noticed the puzzled looks on half of their faces. He looked to Keeva with a smug grin as the guilders made their choices. "Gets them every time."

His laugh was instantly cut off from Moira's rough pat on the back. She had nearly knocked him over mid-sentence, especially as the aristocrat's eyes were lingering on Syed before shifting to Aria and Amy, but he quickly grounded himself. "Uhh, I'll be honest. We're all a bunch of pansies here. But I've got statues [i]of[/i] really buff guys fighting, if you're into that. I know Keeva is." He looked her way and winked mischievously before she took off with her crew. With Moira, Syed, and Marcus (whom he requested not to be that polite to him; they were practically the same age), Angel too waltzed off into a different building.

Upon entrance, the quad was surrounded by myriads of statues of all sorts. Porcelain, clay, fiberglass, marble. Of people, animals, miniature architectures - one even resembled the church in Los Paraisos, with even mosaics refined and polished to the nth degree. There were even some sandboxes in their own little corner, showcasing some brilliantly designed [url=http://www.fascinatingpics.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/122.jpg]sand art.[/url] The room itself was similar to a downgraded ballroom, much like the one owned by the Hawthorne family in Vandrell, except much more demure with its decorum.

And towards the very center were three masterfully-crafted statues, each honed on their own stages. The furthermost right statue, of pure porcelain, were two topless, muscular dudes duking it out in what looked like a mud fight. "What was it - Moira, right? Is this the kinda thing you were hoping for? I made this one for some sorority chicks... they're into some really weird shit."

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[b][u]Aliquam: Academy of the Arts - Theatrical Hall[/u] (Keeva's Group)[/b]

"Whoaaaa, this place is crazy cool!" Trixie leapt into the open and began twirling around, her arms outstretched. "I agree, I like fancy-dancy-soundy stuff a lot more than still things. Then again, Dylan's stuff is pretty cool too..." The second Keeva mentioned options of interest, Trixie took to the stage. At least she had managed to hold herself back from leaping right onto it - but if her enthusiasm wasn't calmed down, she would at any moment. "Can we look at the stage stuff?" (She of course meant prop room.) "Please please please?"

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[b][u]Aliquam: Academy of the Arts - Courtyard[/u] (Dalia's Group)[/b]

Amy in the meantime hung behind the other guilders as Dalia (with Dylan's inputs) explained the history behind the Academy's foundation. While she listened to Dalia speak, she found herself submerged in the beauty surrounding them; it was hard not to allow her eyes to wander. She always had an appreciation for the arts, although it was never anything big. Just the sheer amount of dedication necessary to craft these products could baffle anyone with an open eye. Or the patience and devotion to [url=http://us.123rf.com/450wm/olovedog/olovedog1112/olovedog111200048/11676892-globe-amaranth-or-gomphrena-globosa-flower-arrangement-background.jpg]breeding flowers in a particular pattern[/url], keeping them alive and authentic within some of the showcased gardens. Truly astounding.

Dalia had asked the guilders to speak of themselves, but Amy remained quiet, allowing the others to take the reigns instead.