Chapter 87 Art cave
“Soo Nora, what are you doing here?!” Kan asked, his voice carrying a playful lilt, enjoying the intrigue of their unexpected meeting.
“Oh nothing, just went to get some supplies and on my way back up, I saw you trying to break the door with your head. What’s up with that?” Nora inquired, her smile sly and her eyes alight with mischief.
“Hehehe..don’t mind me. So you said supplies huh? What kind? You…you want to cook?” Kan interjected, steering the conversation away from his peculiar door-opening attempt.
“Oh no, far from that!” Nora dismissed the culinary notion, laughing softly at Kan’s raised eyebrows.
“No that! I cook, yes. But that’s not what I went to get. Look!!” Nora revealed, extending the bag towards Kan.
“All I see here are a bunch of brushes and paints! You want to use that for something in particular? Would have said cooking but you already X’ed that!” Kan feigned confusion, his eyes dancing with amusement.
“Hahaha..I paint actually!” Nora declared, her gaze fixed on Kan, gauging his reaction to this revelation.
“Oh wow, you paint! So you’re an artist! That’s dope!!” Kan exclaimed, genuine excitement coursing through his voice.
“What’s dope? You talk funny…” Nora giggled, her eyes sparkling with mirth.
‘Oh, so dope is one of those things we don’t share in common, noted!!’ Kan mused inwardly, proceeding with his inquiry.
“So what kind of paintings do you do? I mean, I’m into nature!” Kan ventured, attempting to strike a cute and endearing note.
“Ehhh…typical Elf boy. But no, I don’t do those kind of paintings. Let’s just say mine are a little on the wild side,” Nora teased, a playful glint in her eye.
“Huh?” Kan pondered, intrigued by Nora’s cryptic response.
“You could come see if you want! I mean, it’s not like you have any other option anyways. Besides, I can tell you are hungry the way you inquired if I wanted to cook straight away!” Nora chuckled, a mischievous grin dancing on her lips.
“Ehh…sure. I mean, if your parents are fine with it,” Kan feigned concern for Nora’s well-being, masking his eagerness to explore her world.
“It’s fine, they are pretty chill guys. And of course, they are out of the city now. You know, high ranked healers and stuff,” Nora mentioned with a subtle touch of pride.
As they made their way up the stairs, Kan couldn’t help but be captivated by Nora’s alluring figure.
“She’s hot!” Kan thought, momentarily lost in admiration of her curves.
[I know right? This should be what you should focus your time and attention on!! Not trying to get yourself killed in some gang stuff!!] Hela chimed in.
“I know I know…I mean, if this is what they say by life is filled with twists and curves, then I’m down!” Kan responded, his tone tinged with humor.
[What does that even mean?!] Hela replied, a mix of amusement and bewilderment coloring her mental voice.
The banter between Kan and Hela continued until Nora stopped at a door and retrieved her key.
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“Welcome to my home, my parent’s but you get what I mean,” Nora greeted, leaving Kan at the entrance.
Kan stood on the threshold of Nora’s apartment, struck by the stark contrast between the vibrant hallway and the enigmatic aura surrounding Nora’s door. As it swung open, he felt like he was entering a realm entirely distinct from the rest of the building.
The living room greeted him with a burst of colors, a testament to the influence of Nora’s parents. It was bathed in sunlight, adorned with lively tapestries and cheerful paintings. Plush, colorful cushions adorned the furniture, creating an inviting space that stood in stark contrast to the world beyond.
Following Nora further into her domain, they passed through an ornate hallway, the walls adorned with family portraits and elegant mirrors. Kan couldn’t help but feel a sense of reverence for the history that seemed to permeate every inch of the space.
Finally, they arrived at Nora’s room, and the contrast was astonishing. The once warm walls were now shrouded in deep, velvety black. The atmosphere was enchantingly somber, lit only by the soft, flickering glow of candles and fairy lights. The air carried the scent of vanilla incense, mingling with the subtle hint of leather-bound books.
Kan’s eyes roved across the meticulously arranged bookshelf, each item standing in perfect alignment, a testament to Nora’s meticulous nature. He marveled at the grand canopy bed, dressed in rich reds and deep crimson silks, a stark contrast to the otherwise dark surroundings.
The vanity beckoned, adorned with an array of cosmetics in shades of black, purples, and reds. It was a testament to Nora’s careful artistry in the world of makeup, and Kan couldn’t help but be captivated by the dedication woven into every detail.
“So what do you think?” Nora inquired, her eyes sparkling with anticipation as Kan stood in her bedroom.
“I mean, it’s dark and errr dark?” Kan replied with an innocent, puzzled expression. This elicited peals of laughter from Nora. The simplicity of his response amused her greatly.
“So I forgot to ask, why did you bring me here again? I mean, I just got to your house. Shouldn’t I be in the living room?” Kan queried, mentally adding, ‘Where the odds of me being sacrificed are a lot lower compared to here’…
“Oh, that! I was coming to that!” Nora said mischievously, dropping the plastic bag she had been holding. She then moved towards her wardrobe.
Throwing open the double doors, Nora gestured for Kan to join her. “Come on, legs go!”
“Ehhh? You want me to enter the wardrobe with you?!” Kan expressed genuine surprise at Nora’s suggestion.
“Just come over before I change my mind!” Nora urged, a hint of amusement in her voice.
“Fine,” Kan acquiesced, walking over to where Nora stood.
She entered first, and as Kan was about to step in, he couldn’t help but notice how peculiar the wardrobe was. “Not even a rag piece of clothing!” he commented aloud. π―π²π±π»πΌπππ₯.π°πΌπ¦
[Could be a trap. But follow her, I think we can trust her,] Hela advised.
“Ehh…is this you talking from a ‘logical’ place or just because there’s ass in front of us?!” Kan quipped.
He received nothing but a playful chuckle from Hela.
“So you even laugh! What can’t you do?!” Kan bantered with Hela as he ventured through the wardrobe, which seemed to extend like a tunnel in the direction he was facing.
Nora had already reached the end and was waiting for him. Once Kan emerged, the first thing that struck him was how the room had transformed entirely.
“A hideout?!” he blurted out instinctively.
“No silly, my art cave!” Nora corrected, her arms outstretched in pride as she spun around to showcase the space.
“It’s huge!!!” Kan exclaimed, his eyes wide with amazement.
“Yeah, stumbled on this when we first moved in. Never told my parents and they never noticed. I mean, it’s not like they come to my room anyways. So yeah, I kept it for myself and turned it into this!!” Nora explained, her voice brimming with pride and accomplishment.
Kan stepped into Nora’s hidden art cave, his eyes wide with wonder. The space was a revelation, a clandestine world of creativity tucked away from the prying eyes of the world. Veiled pieces of art stood like enigmatic sentinels, their forms tantalizingly concealed, waiting for the moment of revelation. Each one held a promise of untold stories, a testament to the artist’s skill and imagination.
Books and instruments were scattered about, each one a silent witness to the hours of dedication and practice that had brought them to life. The room hummed with the potential for creation, the tools of an artist’s trade ready to be wielded in pursuit of their craft.
Yet, what truly captivated Kan were the mirrors that adorned the walls. They stood like silent observers, reflecting the room in myriad perspectives. It was a kaleidoscope of possibilities, each mirror offering a new angle, a fresh viewpoint. They seemed almost excessive, an intriguing enigma within this sanctuary of creativity. Kan couldn’t help but be drawn to them, as if they held a secret key to unlocking new realms of inspiration.
“Why all the mirrors?” Kan asked instinctively as he found them excessive and all over the place.
“I use them to paint!” Nora answered simply.
“You paint mirrors?” Kan asked, genuinely confused by this girl he had just met. Everything about her was like a puzzle to uncover.
“No silly,” Nora said, walking up to one of the veiled pieces and pulling the veil down.
“Oh my!!” Kan said, covering his face away from the painting.
“What? Really? Come on now, is it that bad?!” Nora laughed at kan’s reaction but what Kan found highly confusing was the fact that she seemed okay with what she had just done.
“I don’t mean to be rude but isn’t that you in that painting?” Kan asked.
“Yes, it’s me. You don’t like it?” Nora asked, her tone taking a dark edge.
“Not that, I mean it’s really dope, I mean nice!! But…okay, look, I’m no expert art observer but aren’t you naked in that painting?” Kan asked and straightaway, Nora burst out in laughter. She couldn’t help herself as she knelt and laughed really hard.
Then after about thirty seconds, she got her constraint back and straightened her face. Then all of a sudden, she went around unveiling every single art piece within her cave of arts as she called it.
This took so long as they were so many Kan couldn’t even give a number off the top of his head. When Nora finished, Kan stood blankly staring at one piece to another.
“So I get what you said by your art is wild now,” Kan said.
“Yeah, I only paint myself. I find myself to be a work of art, so why not make art of me?!” Nora explained.
“Point but you forgot the naked part. It’s like a hundred pieces here and you are naked in every single one!!” Kan pointed out.
“Hahaha..yes. Because the perfect me isn’t the one with clothes on or anything to cover me. After all, I wasn’t born with these on!!” Nora said, tugging on her attire.
“Wow,” Kan managed to utter in that moment.
[I like her already!] Hela quipped.
