Art Class I

[Masaru]

((OOC: Post order? o.0))

Masaru walked into the building... And was slightly taken aback at what he saw/heard. This wasn't the kind of art class he was looking for. Things were going to be way different. Art was a way to describe oneself, yet the very first day instead of allowing us to draw what we felt like drawing we would be drawing these... questionable... women?

No matter, Masaru took a seat as far away from the speakers as possible. He didn't want the music to interrupt his art, and instead of having the woman pose for him, took a mental note of her noticeable qualities, and began drawing a look alike of her in a yukata. He took out his traditional Japanese art set and set up the stand and began drawing.

[Kazuya Hikari]

(OOC: My god, the post order has gone out the window, so I took the liberty of making one.

1. Victor
2. Katsuri
3. Reira
4. Alexis
5. Masaru
6. Gabriel
7. Alex
8. "Tuvlan"

Now, whether people follow it or not really remains to be seen.)

Alex grinned slightly at Victor, before returning the handshake he offered. "Too long doesn't begin to sum up how long it's been. Damn straight I'm still playing guitar, I didn't my Fender Telecaster all the way from San Francisco for nothing." He then turned his attention to Reira, giving her a small smirk, receiving a nod and a small smile in return, before turning his attention to the teacher, well, he assumed the guy was the teacher, considering he gave Reira a detention, for whatever it was she and Gabriel had done, Alex had arrived after it had happened. The guy then introduced himself as Mr. Bass, though he told them to call him Chuck. He then turned to the large doors and opened them, the interior of the building a stark contrast to the exterior. The inside was decorated nicely, Alex giving a low whistle as he peered around the place. "I gotta admit, this place isn't half bad." Considering Chuck had limousines take them here, Alex had no doubt in his mind, the teacher was rich. Probably filthy rich, like Alex had once been, he still was, his sister and him having inherited the money from his father from Hikari Industries.

They were then led to a room with a stage and velvet red couches. But before Alex could take in the sight, the lights changed and strippers? Models? came walking out on the stage and began to model to the music playing. Alex simply cocked an eyebrow, before placing his backpack down on one of the couches, and pulled out his art supplies, before standing in front of the stage, his eyes glancing over the remaining models that weren't taken, before resting his gaze on the one near him. He made his way to her, before stopping in front of her. "Would you grant me the honor of being my model?" He asked her, giving her a small smile, as he saw her return his smile, and following to the spot he had picked, stood in front of him, as he sat down on the couch, and began to take note of not her pose, but of her qualities. If he drew, he drew for quality and detail, not to go gaga over the fact he was drawing a half-naked woman.

[Gabriel Seran]

(ooc: Woting for Lloyd's post order.. starting after Tuvlen's post I assume...)

'How old was this guy?'

Gabriel was thinking as Reira got her detention. Of course it was his faut, and this teacher would deem it all Reira's. The honest consideration of punching this guy that much harder next time made him smile a bit. Gabriel would follow the lead of the class instructions but not before giving Rei a small wink, he'd have to make it up to her later.

He sat down on the lawn laying back a bit as he pulled out a sketch pad. He seemed less interested in the half naked women and more interested in the pouting faces Reira was making. And so the sketches began. Slowly and with a certain extent of patience.

[Alexis Seran]

(OOC: Post order is lame when people aren't doing it, therefore, screw it.)

Alexis walked in the building alongside Victor. She never knew high school students had to draw models... Apparently models weren't just for university students. She smiled when Victor whistled, it was obvious he was enjoying himself. He sat himself down, as Alexis sat with him. She listened as he "sweet" talked a stripper and snorted with laughter.

"You're sharing with me, seems too much hard work to get my own." Alexis dragged her pencil across the paper and drew the girl horribly. Not that she intended it, but because drawing wasn't her forte.

Victor ordered a water and the waiter had gone and fetched him the drink. When he returned he went to give it to Victor, but Alexis swiped it and took a swig out of it.

"Can you bring another one? Thanks." once he left to fill the order, Alexis would look at Victor with a sweet and innocent smile, "I'm just going to drink this until mine gets here."

[Katsuri Katashi]

Chuck Bass. Pft. The male would have sighed slightly, hearing all of what was going on only meant one thing, and that was the man was truly going to be annoying. Honestly. Strippers as models? He'd done the whole nude modeling thing before, where you sketched a naked man or woman, but a stripper. "Ive got one question.. why the hell has this man been given a teachers license?"

Contrary to popular belief, teaching required you to attend an accreditation school, at least in the highschool and up level. So what the hell was this man doing as a teacher? Especially with this kind of subject matter. It was not that debauchery and mature fun was beyond him, its more that he was saddened by what was let slip through the fingers of Asiv.. if this meant he could get away with this kind of crap though when he was doing history? He'd have his students killing one another. Nothing like reenacting a war right?

One of the strippers would have found an eight foot man walking up on her, standing dangerous close. "So. How much is he paying you, and how much is it going to take to get you to my lonesome?" The girl, blinked, and considered turning him down but could not get nothing but a stuttering set of words out do the imposing size and expression currently wrapped around his face. Not a word was said, which got the big man to shake his head to the left and right, just barely, more disappointed then annoyed. "Women."

[Charles Bass]

He had bad and good reactions to it. On guy, the giant even asked a question. Well, he had a simple answer to that.

"I had money to go to school.. and I still have money. A lot of it." he watched as he approached a girl, closely and asked her of her service. But the service she wasn't here for. This wasn't a whore house, this was a strip club.

"But you see, I'm paying her, due to the fact that this is one of my bars. Also, if you look at it, she is a model, showing her body, and this time for education, not for people like you who think strippers should be bribed to sleep with you."

A waiter came by and handed him a dry martini. Chuck came here a lot, business and on personal gain. "Not only that. These are the girls that offered their assistance. I wouldn't force any of them if they didn't want to do so."

With his finger, he plucked a pick that had a piked olive, and he slid it in his mouth, eating said olive. Charles wasn't annoyed with th student, he just simply crossed his legs and got more comfortable in his chair.

[Katsuri Katashi]

"Money does not make you smart enough to see my motives obviously. You must not know me very well. I have my tail hand delivered to me, not to mention I've got one in particular waiting on my beck and call."He'd wave a hand into the air slightly, shrugging his shoulders. "I just do not play well with others, and would prefer to have one of your "lovely" young ladies to my own for my art. "

He'd have turned his body slightly, grinning wildly at him, contemplating what the response would be if he took that martini glass and jammed it down the mans throat. "Ive got money as well, does not make me any more qualified to teach these kids, yet anyhow. Unlike you teachers are not supposed to BUY their way through their classes and troubles. Makes you worthless for teaching as you don't have the brains to back up your words."

He'd have rolled shoulders again and would have moved, walking towards him, making sure he could lean down just enough that he was right in his face. "Apart from that. I'd suggest you keep to yourself and teach some actual art, before I turn your mockery of how the human form should be displayed in a creative manner into a medical examination piece by piece. "

[Victor "Break" D'Armond]

Victor took light strokes with his pencil, nodding and playfully bumping up against alexis as she sat by him. "No worries... share all you want" Victor said, quietly making jokes about threesomes in his head as his hand delicately and masterfully sketched light lines that outlined the girl's figure, taking special care not to overexxxagerate any body parts. Victor's water came but alexis was faster, Victor hadn't been aware this was competition and he smiled and laughed, nudging her with his arm, scoffing, and shaking his head, his smile looked genuine though, and his eyes where two light blue hues of brilliance, the kind of eyes he got when he was around alexis. he did thouroughly enjoy her company, though now he was a bit focused on his drawing.

"Chuck, you want this in any specific style, bro?" Victor asked once he'd finished his outline, it'd be easy to style it from here, hell he probably didn't even need the model anymore, but what the hell let her stay.

[Reira DeMorvick]

Reira gave up. Her drawing was shit and this place was shit, and it was just shit everywhere! Normally the things that wouldn’t get on her nerves, were getting on her nerves. For example. When stupid boys argued over stupid things, she would just ignore them. But she couldn’t do that today. Not with her already irritated nerves already on over drive. Slamming her sketch book shut, she looked at Katsuri and glared.

“Katsuri, would you shut the fuck up?!! If you don’t like this place, how about you get the fuck out, because I’m sure people don’t want to hear your bitching and complaining. Not to mention, your eight foot shadow is blocking my light.”

She said this in a very bitchy tone, a small sneer in on her lips. For crying out loud, if he wanted to argue 24/7 he should have taken a Politics Class! God damn boys and their macho testosterone making them do idiotic things. Did it ever occur to her that she just bitched out Katsuri…a very big man? Yes. Was she scared? No. The bigger they were the harder they fall.

“The door is right there,” she finished, with a pleasant smile. Before she would sit back down she would look at Chuck. “Don’t make me start on you too.” Taking her seat once again, she began to draw.

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel would sit there still drawing uninterrupted. A small chuckle let loose from his lips as he finally agreed with Katsuri on a matter. Funny guy when he wasn't aiming his derogatory weapon's at you.

Gabriel's hands went to work etching the fine curls between her hair trying to exemplify the waves with a certain upbeat motion of strokes. He was never the best artist but he had good tastes for that of the like.

Eyes cocked up catching Reira's short fiery burst, quick elegantly worded tough he froze momentarily with a beady eye on Katsuri to see any reaction out of him. This was class so he hoped a big deal wouldn't be made. Though Gabriel wouldn't hesitate in her defense.

[Katsuri Katashi]

"Oi. No body asked you for your two cents, so shut your fuckin' mouth. I was not yelling, I was talking in a calm peaceful voice to some prick who thinks he's more arrogant then I am." This spouted back at Reira in turn of her own outburst, one that certainly was not very lady like at all. He'd have grabbed his sketch pad from his bag, pulled it open and brought his pencil down on it, the speed at which he moved surprising for the drawing he was performing.

The women were abstract, thick thighs and backsides, large breasts, and of course that hour glass figure so commonly attributed to women of the night. He'd have finished it up and tossed the sketch pad down on the floor before picking up a chair. "All done. " The chair was then promptly hurled above Reiras head and hit the ground rolling slightly.. Gabriel would have known his malfunction to be a reoccurring element, particularly when a debate was to be had.

Satisfied with himself, the large man would have crossed his arms over his chest and let them sink into one another. He was acting like a big child.. but then again, people so often forgot that he was a nut job, and nut jobs often came with childish actions unless they were crazy due to their genius. He was smart, but not that smart.

[Alexis Seran]

Alexis laughed at Victor's joke... they had the same minds obviously...

Victor asked about the drawing and Chuck replied, while trying to ignore the eight foot menace.

"No, it is your expression. That is what art is."

Which Alexis understood. Katsuri obviously didn't understand art. There was no such thing as "real" art. It was an expression of ones own principles. To each man their own.

Then Reira blew up. Would Alexis get annoyed at this? Hell no. She laughed as the girl gave Katsuri shit. The dick deserved it. He was interrupting their art class, just because he had a sick idea of feminism.

This of course, got Katsuri steamed up. Alexis saw it coming. That man had no patience what so ever. A clown was being a clown and the guy was probably close to death and brought to the hospital. When Katsuri threw the chair, Alexis and chuck stood up at the same time. Alexis did not like fights and this just might be one. After all, Gabriel cares for Reira and would protect her... and Alexis hates Katsuri so she would side with Gabriel.... Victor sides with..uuum.. probably... who knows...hopefully them. What ever.. it was too annoying.

Now she was ready.

[Reira DeMorvick]

Whew, did it feel intense in here was it just her? It was intense. Perfect. As she pretended to draw, she kept a close eye on Katsuri in her peripheral vision. Why? Well duh, he was a egotistical bastard…who just got bitched and shut down by a sweet little girl like herself. Of course he wouldn’t just ignore her and pretend it didn’t happen. His pride was cracked and obviously to help him cope with knowing a girl was dissing his manhood---he threw a fucking chair at her.

Reira remained seated, merely arching her head back slowly. The chair flew nicely over her head, causing her hair to sway about her face. He did that on purpose. If he wanted it to hit her, she was sure he had pretty good aim. Reira looked at him, raising an eyebrow. Then, she would continue on with her work. She said what she wanted to say, there’s was no need to pester the big baby more than she already had.

But she did happen to give Alexis a glance, giving her a small smile. The last time she checked, they were frenemies. Frenemies could smile at one another.

[Katsuri Katashi]

( OOC: Alright.. since you know. I am about as far from serious as I can get at the moment, and am trying to cause trouble. I am going to pull Katsuri off to his own corner for timeout to behave. He'll be back later when I have lost my hyper and want to fighting-ness. )

The large man would have narrowed his eyes at Chuck. "Wonder what the jail time is for killing a man and then disposing of the body by eating it.." Leaving that morbid thought he would have just started whistling a happy tune and walked off on his own, slipping outside of the building for a smoke, he needed to chill the fuck out anyhow. Although given the connections to the people in there.. you had absolutely NO idea how much he REALLY wanted to start a fight.

Gabriel + Reira + Victor + Alexis + Chuck vs Katsuri. Oh fuck yes. Do want. =D

Still, the mun was going to make the big man behave, and behave he would, pulling a cigarette from his pocket and putting it to his lips, lighting the thing. Logically, he could see how they could argue.. especially since he had been let to know they were not stripping actually. Still. The fact this man brought them to a strip club of all places was more then enough to question his creditability as a teacher.

[Victor "Break" D'Armond]

Victor ignored everything that had just happened pretty much, not really worrying about it, wasn't his problem and this drawing was really coming out quite well... if it had continued Victor may have asked the model to come with him to another room... hehehe... but really it was all fine. Victor's foot came out and stopped the chair that had been sliding, now he had a footrest... cool shit

Katsuri left, crisis averted. "Alexis dear, what ARE you doing?" Victor asked with a mock posh accent, a mischievious smile as he reached up to take her hand and gently tug her back onto the couch with him, "Please stay, you look marvelous" he continued the posh accent, then laughed at his own ridiculousness as he began putting final touches on shading and values. he had started right after chuck had said to do as he pleased

it was a very realistic sketch, delightfully so, and it painted the girl in a more serious manner than one might expect of Victor... a somber expression on the girl face as her volumous hair bounced past her shoulders, a defensive crossing of the arms, she looked like a victim...

probably had daddy issues...

they all have daddy issues...

Victor shrugged. he'd wait to see what the teacher's next instructions where.

he smiled with it