Intriguing Introductions {Open}

[anna]

Ah. The T'Zen Art Museum. It was such a great place to be. Well, not to everyone. But, to people like Annabelle Williams, it was a sanctuary. There was no entrance fee and it was open 24/7. For most people, it was some boring old place that just has no point. To Anna, it was a place of welcoming. She could go there any time she liked and stay there until she decided she wanted to go. She even paid donations sometimes, whenever she earned enough money too. Sometimes, she actually thought that she might be annoying the guides and security because she was there so often. Not only was the museum a great escape…but, it was also a place of inspiration. The old statues and the stories. They all gave her ideas, things to draw. Whether she would be remaking an old artifact or sketching the way she thought people way back then would look, it was a vast building and full of different things she could use in her drawings.

So, that was where Anna was now. Walking through the entrance hall, alone as per usual. She didn’t really have any friends to go with to the T'Zen Art Museum in the first place, but even if she did…she doubted she would drag any of them to a place that they would probably think was utterly boring. She had her black, leather sketch pad tucked neatly into her bag along with a few lumps of charcoal and some pencils. The security had dutifully checked her for guns and knives and such, although it was obvious that they thought it was a tedious job. After all, who would want to use a stupid metal detector to try and find some guilty person trying to smuggle a gun into a museum that was rarely used, all day long? The answer is “no one”.

They’ve probably got families whom need to be fed and have shelter. Anna decided, as she stole a quick glance at one of the guys who was looking like he was ready to collapse with how tired or bored he was. Yeah. Ever since Annabelle had become a Precognition, she’d found that it was becoming easier and easier for her to read people as well. It was almost like she could read their minds. It worked better on people she knew and understood, but she was beginning to get better at reading facial expression and sometimes even the thoughts of people.

Being a Precognition, though it was amazing and you could do incredible things, was also like being trapped. Condemned to be a freak and always having people gawking at her. Anna brushed past the newer parts of the museum. Another way she was weird, she liked old fashioned things. She’s always wearing vintage clothes. She was in fact wearing some articles of clothing she’d found at a thrift store. The cardigan was from the sixties and dark wash jeans from the seventies. Sure, it wasn’t extremely old, but it was still pretty old.

“Damn it!” The word escaped her lips before she could stop it. While the phrase Damn klutziness. Ran through her mind. She looked up into the face of the guy she’d run into. She was sprawled out on the floor now, after falling backwards from the force of the impact. She almost gasped. She knew him from somewhere. But, she didn’t know where.

[Nicolette]

Students didn't often venture to the art museum unless it was for school purposes. He mused how the museum was able to keep all the art it possessed if it didn't require a fee to get in. Then again, it was on a small island... He noticed how few workers there were and figured it was because there were few places to live on the island. The main part of the whole island was the school, where the gifted could be themselves and be surrounded by those who wouldn't judge them (or, at least, that's what they hoped).

Nicolette had told him he should visit sometime, so he decided it would be a good time that Saturday afternoon near the end of January. He had finished up what homework he had and there wasn't much else for him to do but leave the confines of his dormitory and do something.

Dressed in a black tank top, black pants with several belts, boots, and a large, black trench coat, the golden blonde boy ventured through the various areas, his eyes catching on some art form or another before moving on to the next big thing. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary and it was a rather boring day.

At least until he felt something collide with him. He stiffened his body in order to keep his balance, though he heard a voice cry out followed by a thud. He turned his attention in order to look at the person who had run into him. Another student? From what he could see, she probably made him look like a child if she stood up... He was rather short...

"Are you alright?" He asked, his voice laced with concern as he offered a hand to her to help her up.