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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Fanog" data-source="post: 919933" data-attributes="member: 10680">Cambridge StreetsCambridge, EnglandOctober 2002, late evening"Nah, get in. It's just a car..." As soon as Ty has shut the door, the man pushes the gas and lets the sports car zoom off. He seems to drive quite a bit faster than allowed.The mention of a truck seems to strike a nerve with the young business man. Before Ty has the chance, the man has launched on a rant. He barely acknowledges where Ty has to go, but he seems to head in the right direction. "Ah yeah, I totally know what you mean. These truckers think that, just 'cause they earn their living through driving, they own the road. And then on the freeway, they just block both lanes with their snail's pace. Damnit, I worked hard for this car, and I want to use it." As if to give his words more meaning he pushes the gas down even deeper, sending the car forward with increased speed. Something about his demeanor gives Ty the impression that he can't really have worked all that hard to buy the vehicle. "You know, I've got business to run, and meetings to catch. And then I'm stuck in another traffic jam, just because those stupid pigs won't let me through, lurking their smokes and listening radio in their cabins, refusing to let people  with a hurry pass. Damn, they don't appreciate who's paying them! ...don't you say?"OoC: Ty_______________________Gardens outside Devlin Hall, BC Fine Arts DepartmentBoston, Massachussetslate afternoon, October 2002The old man takes generous looks about him as they walk and Jason thinks. He takes in all of the plants and trees that are in the gardens. As Jason tells him that he's willing to listen, the man takes a deep breath in through his nose, as if mentally preparing for what he's about to say."Mister Siddique, you are an exceptional man. The depth and breath of your emotions as you experience them is quite remarkable. What is more is that your talent and interest for art have allowed you to focus those emotions... That is what allows you to make such extraordinary works of art."Jason doesn't miss the fact that those are a whole lot of superlatives, even though the man doesn't seem quite as impressed as his amount praise would indicate."However, this focussing of your emotions has its side effects. They draw the attention of certain entities, call them the embodiment of your emotions. Three months ago, they picked up on your feeling of animosity towards your family. Your channeling of this feeling called them, so to speak. They acted on your drawing, even though you did not wish that which you drew to actually happen..."The man takes a look sideways, looking Jason in the eye. "I can help you to deal with your emotions and with the entities that are drawn to them - to you..."OoC: Jason</blockquote>

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