↱ Museum

@Tiffany Her cold eyes landed back on the painting, unconsciously escaping into thought until she heard the next words that came from the Other's lips. Her head turned towards the female next to her, " ... you do have a point... but these psintings are mainly made by the most known and most popular artists... and I must say... it's pretty obvious... " she said before turning around, if only she were a higher ranked demigod... she didn't want to be a D class demigod the rest of her life..

@Seohyun Tiffany was just about to speak up, when the cold aura around the other told her exactly who she was. She sighed softly, shaking her head at the other. “Y-you know, just because you’re her daughter doesn’t mean you have to be as cold as her” she mumbled. “It is a beautiful work, all these paintings in this room are, and otherwise they wouldn’t be here in the first place” Tiffany stated with a small, genuine smile on her heart shaped lips. She pointed at a sculpture of a woman holding a child in her arms. “That one is pretty too, and the meaning behind it is too, well depends on how you interpret it I guess”

@Tiffany Seohyun's expressionless face showed nothing but cold beauty, her dark coffee brown eyes staring straight at the painting on the wall, the beauty of it captured Seohyun's gaze, only to realize that there was a light aura filled with warmth and the scent of orchids next to her. Looking besides her, Seohyun knew that scent, Khirone could've known that scent, an aphrodite child... and of course she was right, The girl besides her casted a beauty no mortal had... " Beautiful? More like a random piece of art work " she said annoyed, the aura around Seohyun grew cold, colder then before, making it really noticable.

[seohyun]

With her heels clicking against the marbled floor, Tiffany wandered around the museum. Her deep chocolate orbs observed every single beautiful painting. She was beyond captivated by the sculptures and paintings that humans created. She was just passing by, when a particular painting caught her eyes. It was a man, walking alone on a beautiful beach, and a giant wave approaching him. It was simple, yet beautiful. She ran her fingertip along the painting gasping softly. The texture was smooth, and only made the painting stand out even more. She then realized she was not the only one who was drawn in by this painting. A young girl, probably a year or two younger than Tiffany stood beside her. Tiffany gave the other a warm and bright eye smile, her heart shaped lips followed with a smile as well. “It’s very beautiful isn’t it?” she asked her softly, giving a small nod.