Arterius

The walls are lined with murals depicting all sorts of lovely scenes. There were a few rooms set up with varying furniture styles to provide backgrounds, and shelf upon shelf of paints and canvas and brush. Come one come all to be depicted by the artful four hands of miranda

Majora was walking through the halls of her observatory, watering plants, cleaning the dust when she ran into a problem. One of her walls was naked, it looked odd for Majora, every wall had book shelves, but this one? This one was left out, how could she forget such an important thing? Perhaps she should add another shelf? No, that wouldn’t do justice for a poor empty space.

Majora spent hours staring at an empty spot, wondering what she could do, the dark skinned woman tilted her head from right to left before finally coming up with a wonderful idea! This wall needed a painting! But what kind? A portrait of herself? No, she would never put something horrible like that on the wall.

Let alone forcing a poor artist to paint her. Majora pondered for a while, she didn’t even notice that day became night and night became day. Stars! That was the answer! Making her mind Majora left the observatory. Making her way to the town, Majora tried her best not to stand out; she hated when people stared at her.

There was one particular artist Majora fancied, this was a perfect time to pay a visit, and get a beautiful piece of art. Approaching Miranda’s art studio, Majora gently knocked on the door. She was very nervous, but tried her best not to show it, making sure her tentacles were hidden under her dress. She didn’t want to freak Miranda out.

A few steps. A click, and the door opened, revealing a smiling face, a body wrapped in the most comfy looking leisure clothing lightly splotched with paint, and for arms. "Come in please." Replied a happy voice. "I was just about to go look for a place to view the stars but I have PLENTY of time to do that in a bit ma- she stopped. The very side before her. It made her heart skip a beat in the most wonderful of ways. Thump thump, thump thump thump thump." A rush of excitement. "P-please come in. It was clearly not fear that stuttered her voice outwardly. But what could it be?

Majora was about to turn away and leave, this was stupid idea! Why would she bother another person with her silly ideas? She is just going to put shelves with books and problems to be solved. But sadly for Majora it was too late, the door opened and a dark skinned female saw another woman. Her yellow faintly glowing eyes stared at another female Being invited inside Majora stepped inside the studio, taking a better look at woman Majora noticed that the artist had four limbs. “Oh, um. thank you.My name is Majora.” Majora finally spoke, introducing herself. “I was wondering if I could commission a painting of the stars?” Majora said stars at the exact same time as painters.


Which made her hearts skip a beat. “Well you see I have an empty spot on my wall. I would like to fill it with a painting of the stars.” Majora spoke again, trying her best not to look awkward. “Um.. excuse me, but Miss Miranda did you say you are going to see stars? .It so happens that… I live in an observatory. If you don’t mind a short hike I would gladly take you there, and we can discuss the price?” Majora spoke, avoiding making eye contact with another woman.

"Oh that would be perfect miss Majora, beautiful name by the way. You can just call me Miranda, I like for my clients to be comfortable around me. I know the extra arms can be off putting." She would state before getting a good proper look at the rest of majora. She HAD to paint them at some point. She felt compelled to do so. But later. "Plesse lead the way after I just. Grab my paints. And my stool. And brushes." All that stuff looked heavy and yet she hefted it with great ease. Could you get the door? Please? I have filled my hands"

Majora blushed a little bit because she didn’t expect a compliment. “Please just Majora.” Majora shook her head “Oh no, please don’t take it wrong. I am completely fine with your appearance..” Majora said watching Miranda grab all the stuff. Isn't that too heavy? Perhaps give me something? Oh certainly.” Majora said, quickly opening the door then stepping outside. “I must mention that the observatory is outside the walls of the city. “ Majora said, waiting for Miranda to step out then close doors behind the artist. “I hope that’s not an issue for you?” Majora asked, feeling awkward as hell, she wasn’t used to socializing with people.

"Oh I don't mind a long walk, especially in good company." She stepped out andwpuod lock the door behind herself. "Oh and I can handle the weight trust me. I have done so for many a year. "Plesse lead the way majora. After all its a beautiful night for a walk with a friend." She was just like that. Everyone was a friend until proven otherwise."

Miranda was different which confused Majora a little bit, but it was a good change. As both women walked, Majora tried her best to mimic walking, but she wasn’t used to using her tentacles like actual legs. Majora tripped falling on her knees “Ugh…” Majora groaned before looking up at four armed women “I’m sorry… that might sound odd, but I am not used to walking like that. Please don’t freak out.” Majora said before black tentacles made their appearance from under long dresses, Majora grew in size in the blink of an eye Majora was towering over another female. “They can get stiff sometimes..” Majora said, reaching down and rubbing one of her tentacles. “Um… if you allow me to carry you. We could drift there much faster.” Majora said, her face turning red.

Her ears turned a distinct shade of red as she tried to help najora to her feet. Only to be craning her neck backwards to view the GODDESS before her. "W-why would I be scared? She was awestruck. "C-carry me. Sure that'd be fantastic if we can get there sooner. More time and more chances to get a proper view of things and produce masterful work." The idea of being held in a close fashion had her feel all tingly inside as though she had swallowed a butterfly which flapped around in her stomach. She extended her arms to be taken up into those of majora.

Listening to Miranda, Majora blushed a little bit “Some find my appearance frightening.” Majora explained. Hearing that the woman was fine with being carried, one of Majora’s tentacles gently scooped the woman off the ground, moving the painter closer to her. “Hold on tight.” Majora said before leaping forward. Just like Merfolk Majora was able to drift, using aether currents in the air she moved swiftly. Her movement resembled an elegant dance, avoiding trees and branches. Majora for a moment drifted above the forest. In the distance there was Majora’s observatory. After a while both women were in front of the building. Majora gently placed the woman down. “Please.” she said, opening the door. “This is where I spend most of my time.” Majora said, stepping inside. Continue here