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Diplomacy and Events / Re: Art and Diplomacy (Lodja and NU + maybe others)
« Last post by Norgeras on Today at 04:32:47 PM »The woman glanced 'Lara' over and tipped her gloved finger to her own cheeck several times:
"Oh, i have some in mind. We got a selection of sweet and suffocating 'Beerenauslese' that would do well as desert or to lull your conversation partner in sweet sin. Lowest starting around two hundred per bottle."
The woman stepped to the Elevator first, not letting the guests go first:
"Though i do have another one you might like."
back at the Palace, the young Emperor had ordered Rezakov to be lead right to his personal Gallery, where Orion waited for the Guest to arrive. Arround him several paitnings he had gathered over the years hung, none of them famous classics though. Orion enjoyed buying from young artists around his own age, he had even suprised one or the other school fair and bought up some. He knew a lot of critics called his taste Kitch, but this was his own home, he wouldn't let them tell him what was on his own walls.
As the guest would arrive, he gave him a nod:
"Ah, Mister Rezakov. Welcome. Take your time, and pick one to take home."
The tasting hall the two where brought to was equally made of black marbled walls and floors, the center an ebony Bar where a masked man served the Wines to taste, Glasses getting filled as soon as they entered. The pale pink liquid shimmering as only drops of color in the room:
"It's Orphan's blood. Only a few caskets even make it past quality control every year. A heavy sweet rose getting built in oak barrels, it looks innocent and gentle and innocent, but it's full of depth and dark notes once it crosses your lips. Shouldn't be aged too long though, taste tends to deteriorate after 2 years."
Kurt rolled his eyes at the theatricals as he got guided to the bar, but nodded warmly:
"Do bring the Auslese as well, and some of last years Rose Wines. Specially from the same grapes that you use in Orphans blood."
Meanwhile, 'Lara' got a message on her Phone:
"The Team is preparing a prop to switch the paintings on our way out. prolong the tasting to give us a chance."
"Oh, i have some in mind. We got a selection of sweet and suffocating 'Beerenauslese' that would do well as desert or to lull your conversation partner in sweet sin. Lowest starting around two hundred per bottle."
The woman stepped to the Elevator first, not letting the guests go first:
"Though i do have another one you might like."
back at the Palace, the young Emperor had ordered Rezakov to be lead right to his personal Gallery, where Orion waited for the Guest to arrive. Arround him several paitnings he had gathered over the years hung, none of them famous classics though. Orion enjoyed buying from young artists around his own age, he had even suprised one or the other school fair and bought up some. He knew a lot of critics called his taste Kitch, but this was his own home, he wouldn't let them tell him what was on his own walls.
As the guest would arrive, he gave him a nod:
"Ah, Mister Rezakov. Welcome. Take your time, and pick one to take home."
The tasting hall the two where brought to was equally made of black marbled walls and floors, the center an ebony Bar where a masked man served the Wines to taste, Glasses getting filled as soon as they entered. The pale pink liquid shimmering as only drops of color in the room:
"It's Orphan's blood. Only a few caskets even make it past quality control every year. A heavy sweet rose getting built in oak barrels, it looks innocent and gentle and innocent, but it's full of depth and dark notes once it crosses your lips. Shouldn't be aged too long though, taste tends to deteriorate after 2 years."
Kurt rolled his eyes at the theatricals as he got guided to the bar, but nodded warmly:
"Do bring the Auslese as well, and some of last years Rose Wines. Specially from the same grapes that you use in Orphans blood."
Meanwhile, 'Lara' got a message on her Phone:
"The Team is preparing a prop to switch the paintings on our way out. prolong the tasting to give us a chance."