( a day at the museum meme )

[madscenes]

D A Y at the M U S E U M
( a visit to a museum is a search for beauty, truth, and meaning in our lives. )

in the G R E E K / R O M A N section - you are strangers who happen upon each other at the museum. what do you talk about? is it a debate about art or pure smalltalk? will you want to meet again? a stop at the C A F E - all that wandering around art and history has made you hungry. how's the food here, dull or delicious? sit down and have a talk or see if you can smuggle a snack with you into the next exhibit without getting caught! special E X H I B I T on the first floor - you've arranged to meet here! is it a romantic date or just a bit of a good time with friends or family? are you fascinated by what you see or already bored before you get started? under any circumstances, enjoy your outing together! T O U R this way, follow along - you've signed up for the tour! are you alone or with someone? do you ask questions with interest or hang back and whisper among yourselves? are you actually more interested in your phone? do you maybe get lost on the way? before "W O M A N with black S T O C K I N G S" - these paintings are rather raunchy and you're both suddenly feeling like a little round of public sex. well, this is your chance! who will see you behind that statue, that column or in that corner anyway? E X I T, emergency only - is there a scenario that hasn't been covered or something else you'd like to do at the museum? this is your option! How to play - 1. Comment with your character's name, fandom and preferences in the subject line. 2. Others comment to your top level with an option for a scenario and either leave a starter or ask you to start the scene. 3. Thread it out! Simple as that.

Comments

[eagleswept]

He nods, staring at the bust. Not so strange, perhaps, that it'd been a soft, probably painful part of her life. At least she'd had something very physical to remember her lover by. But where there'd been some structure in place (eventually, from his point of view) for a certain sort of relationship between men for a while, women... had not had the same allowances, not really. Not as wide-spread, anyway.

(Sometimes he wondered if the example of his life had been inspiration or justification, later, but it's impossible to know, isn't it?)

"She must have been very important to her, to have this made. Even better it survives, still, then." They may not know her name, but there's at least two of them, now, that knows why and how it came to exist. Turning away from it slightly, he looks down the hall - in the next room there's smaller artefacts on display, the minutiae of life and war.

"It surprises me sometimes both how much, but also how little, has survived..." Too quiet and serious, especially with how displaced Cleïs currently is. Ganymede shakes his head, the smile creeping back lopsided, a sparkle in his bright green eyes. "A lot of the rest in here are quite familiar as well, aren't they?"

And yes, there's at least two of him, if she asks. He always finds it amusing to go find any statue or painting portraying him.