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Thread: Original Sin - Cast in Stone

Alessandra followed the busy path of merchants, gazing at the latest tapestries that had been imported from China, the thread and the smoothness of the silk. She looked at the countless jewels from the Middle East and the sparkle that always seemed to catch her innocent eyes. Though she had never been one to done such elaborate, ornate jewelsunless her father insisted she wore the ones he had brought her, she couldnt help but feel dazzled by their beauty. The rubies and sapphires were enough to catch anyones attention. After the merchant continued to insist that she tried them on, his persistence slightly annoying her, she smiled up at him as politely as she could before continuing on her way. A little ways down she purchased some pistachios from a man claiming he had brought them from Iran. Though it didnt seem farfetched, she wondered if his tale had been true, how he had crossed three deserts and faced an army of warriors to get to his home country. Although Alessandra was only mildly educated, because her father believed it was a waste of time for women to partake in anything of the sort, she knew enough to know he was most likely lying to her. Perhaps, even to make the pistachios sound more appealing to her. And regardless of the fact, she was going to buy them. Thank you, she said softly, placing the bag of nuts into her satchel. When she gazed up again, there he was. It was the same man that had been following her since she had been back in the bakery. Her heart thudded against her chest and she couldnt help but wonder if he wanted to do harm to her. Though he seemed charming, she had learned that looks could always be deceiving. Would he dare take her in broad daylight or would he simply want her satchel, assuming that a woman dressed as she would have more than enough coins to last him the entire week without starving? The lurch she felt in her heart was almost unbearable and she started walking briskly into the crowd, hoping to lose him in the sea of people. Excuse me, pardon me... she managed to say, easing her way through the crowd before she turned down a side street. There, she hastened down another street before slowing down her pace. Her heart thudded violently and she could feel it in her ears. Swallowing hard, Alessandra desperately tried to regain her composure, inhaling softly as her lungs begged for more air. She leaned against the cobblestone wall, one hand grasping the straps of her leather satchel, hoping that by now he was gone. For the brief moments that she rested there, she wondered if she had overreacted. Was this man even interested in harming her or had she simply let her imagination get the best of her? She bit down on her bottom lip, a slight blush coming over her cheeks at the thought of looking foolish and thinking herself far more important than she was.
Thread: Original Sin - Cast in Stone

Ciro watched the girl turn from him and walk briskly down the crowded market. They made eye contact and then she was gone. Ciro contemplated chasing her down, but if he scared her that would be the end of any chance he had of asking her something so intimate as being nude in front of him. He had to make sure to earn her trust before approaching such an idea. Ciro walked calmly down the street again, hoping to see the girl come out from one of the side-streets. Perhaps she had ducked into a shop or went to find a bath house for the afternoon. Ciro contemplated the idea of heading into a bath house himself. There he could be bathed and shaved, something he had been needing for a week. He shook his head at the idea. Not until he gave up the search for his model. Even if it wasn't to be the girl in blue, it had to be someone. Hopefully a pretty someone. He wandered down the street and out of the marketplace following his feet and the thought of the girl in the blue dress. He reasoned that if she was trying to get away from him quickly she would have gone straight, since it was down hill for the next half-mile. No-one runs uphill if they are trying to make a fast escape. Before long he had ventured into the seedy corner of the market district. Beggars, lepers, thieves, pickpockets and prostitutes were all to be found in this area of town. The houses were simple mud and clay brick with long grass roofs. He could probably hire someone down here, but that would mean revealing his money. That ensured he would be robbed. He looked around and decided that it would be better if he meandered back up the hill and looked for a bath house after all. He started wandering up the hill as the afternoon sun cast an orange glow on the streets. A few pimps began knocking on doors, getting the ladies ready for the night. They all wore long, curved daggers which were said to be used to cut off the manhood of any non-paying customers. None of them looked like respectable citizens. The majority were missing fingers or teeth, the occasional pimp was missing an ear or an eye. Ciro walked through the arching walkway onto the market and spotted the girl in the blue dress making her way up the hill again. Ciro, being an artist, believed in fate and destiny. He believed that everything happened for a reason and art was a means of capturing the divinity of fate and bringing the present to the future. He had to take the risk and talk to the girl. She was only a few hundred yards away. The crowds that had began in the morning were beginning to thin. Ciro trotted up the street, walking briskly in an attempt to not run and scare her. His speed increased and as he climbed up the hill a sweat broke out on his brow. It appeared that a bathhouse was now imminent, due to the hot humid weather of Naples. He finally strolled up along side her. He didn't know how to say anything without scaring her, so he decided to be as unimposing as possible. Excuse me signora, may I have a moment of your time? Ciro wished he had something more clever or enticing to say but he did not know the girl and she was intimidatingly pretty.
Thread: Original Sin - Cast in Stone

Ciro looked thankfully to the girl while he caught his breath. She was breathtakingly beautiful up close and the strong gaze of her eyes was captivating. She was cast in an orange light, contrasted sharply by the blue dress. The gold trim gave back the orange light in a bright flash from yellow to a deep orange. This is what I must capture Ciro thought to himself. How would I convince her though? Ciro studied her for a moment, every angle of her body, but mostly her face. She was perfect in every manner. Her proportions were perfect. Her soft hips and bust the perfect shape and roundness. Her hair was the perfect length and her facial features were sharp enough to match the stonework he was preparing for. He felt as though he was locking in a gaze with the girl for a decade. He could almost feel time slowing down to an almost non-existent pace. He shook his head briefly, trying not to get ahead of himself. Thank you for stopping Signora. My name is Ciro and I am an artist. I could not help but notice you today at the baker's shop. You are a lovely girl and I was wondering if...if... Ciro stammered for a moment and sighed, realizing futility. How could he let her know his intentions were good. An idea came to him. I am doing art involving the bible. I am looking for someone who I can work with. I can pay, but I won't be able to do so until after the commissioned work is complete. I know it's a silly idea miss...? Sorry, might I be so bold as to ask your name signora? Ciro tried to smile and look optimistic, but her beauty was crushing and the intensity of her eyes said more than words ever could. He wanted to crawl away and hide from himself and the audacity of what he wanted to propose to this girl. What was he thinking? He might as well ask the sun to rise in the west. Still, Ciro stood his ground hoping to learn this girls name. She would say no to his idea, but at least he would have the pleasure of her company for another minute or two before he was slapped.
Thread: Original Sin - Cast in Stone

The way he stared at her was unlike the way any man had ever gazed at her before. It wasnt a look of lust or mal-intent, looks she had known far too well by some of the men whom worked with her father. It wasnt a look that seemed the slightest bit suggestive or as if she had been his prerogative. It seemed sincere almost troubled. It was as though what he was about to ask her would cost him nearly his life or the equivalent. She immediately sensed how nervous he had suddenly become and she felt more comfortable by this fact. She was impressed to learn he was an artist and her gaze instantly fell to his hands to observe if he told the truth. From what she could tell, they were strong and rough, the calloused hands of a man that carved into stone from the looks of it. When she learned of his intentions, she bit down on her lip. Part of her wanted to respectfully decline his offer, seeing as she did not need the pay. If her father were to know of how she had given herself to an artist, to sculpt or paint as her as he pleased, she knew she might as well tell him she was no longer chaste. The other half, however, knew of the importance of art in the Roman Catholic Church. She would be helping this individual with his work and herself through her faith by providing him with inspiration. Alessandra Maria Caratini, she said with pride in her voice. Mi dispiace, signore, pero I do not understand your interest with me. There are plenty of other girls in the market... I must not have been the only choice for your project. And though my devotion is to the Catholic Church of Rome, I am afraid I can not accept your offer... I fear my father would be displeased with me.
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Ciro nodded and his head fell to his chest. Perhaps it was for the best. He did not want to ruin the name of this beauty and he certainly did not want to bring the rage of a father upon himself. He had heard of artists killed for portraying the daughter of some senator or noble and he certainly held his life at high value. He had yet to contribute any art to the world of note and wanted to make a mark on the art world. You are right, there are many girls in the market, but it was you who caught my eye. You must forgive my bold request, it's very unlike me. Ciro was happy that he did not reveal the full extent to which he wanted to include her in his work. He was certain he would have been slapped. She was a respectable girl and the very idea that she might agree was a ridiculous notion. Ciro lowered his head and prepared to walk away. Ms. Caratini, thank you for entertaining this fool of an artist. It was a pleasure to spend just a moment in your beauty. Perhaps we can meet again some day. Ciro took her hand and kissed the back of it, brazenly in the crowded market square. He turned and began in the direction of the artisan district of the city. He had no doubt he would see her again, but walking away made his heart heavy.
Thread: Original Sin - Cast in Stone

Though she knew her father would never approve of such a request, part of her truly felt bad for the man. He looked as though he had been searching through the crowded streets for hours, searching for some sort of inspiration of which he could use for his next masterpiece. For that moment she was before him, she wondered if he had approached anyone else before he had approached her. Perhaps the other women had said no as well. Her soft clear eyes gazed down at his feet, the brown leather of his shoes for a moment as he spoke. His words instantly made a deep blush spread from her pale cheeks, down to her neck. She remained silent as he thanked her, and she felt an urge in the pit of her stomach to just tell the man she would out of the goodness of her Christian heart. His words had been kind, after all, and she saw no harm in having her portrait painted or her face sculpted. Her father couldn't be upset with her for that, now could he? Especially not if she told him it was for the holy church. And as he thanked her, her eyes met his, watching him curiously as he kissed the back of her delicate hand, letting his lips graze against the softness of her skin. She felt her heart lurch again. This time, however, it full of excitement at the thought making a decision of this scale on her own. Her lips parted slightly, and she watched as he turned away from her. It was then that she realized that this would be her only chance, her one opportunity. Signore! she called after him, looping the satched around her wrist to make the leather strap shorter. She then picked up a bit of her dress, clenching the fabric into her hands as she lifted it to facilitate her quick steps. When she finally caught up to him, receiving some interesting gazes from the onlookers that had been witnessing the scene, she placed a hand on his shoulder. You say this is for the Holy church, the bible.... the Catholic Church? she inquired, arching an eyebrow before she made her final decision. She wanted to be sure of what she was getting herself into, especially if she had to explain herself to her father. If what you say is true, then I will work with you at no expense seeing that a greater cause is at hand. My only request is that you keep my name free of your lips. Never speak of me... If you are asked of me, by anyone, say that you do not know who I am... not by name nor by sight.
Thread: Original Sin - Cast in Stone

Ciro did not want to lie to the girl, or to mislead her. He did not want to tell her the full extent of his intentions either. He found some middle ground and told her the half-truth. The piece is a biblical piece. It is not for the Holy Church, but it is dedicated to the Church. The man who commissioned the art is a devout catholic and we have discussed the piece being bequeathed to the church upon his death. I am to make a statue of Adam and of Eve, before their tragic fall. He could start with her face, that was one of the most important parts. He could always replace the body with another, but he thought of her figure in stone and knew it was near impossible to match a face to a different body. Still, what could he do? He wanted her and beyond his wildest imagination she had offered her face to him. He would go to confession that night and speak with a priest. He did not know if what he was about to do was a sin, but he did not want to be sent to hell for wanting to share the beautiful body of this girl with the world. If Adam and Eve were comfortable in their nakedness, why couldn't mankind be comfortable now? I would be eternally grateful for your face to be that of Eve, truly the first mother of us all would be pleased to be represented by such a beauty. As to if I know you or not, though it would be a great tragedy for me to say that I did not know you, I would for your sake and the sake of your honour. I am certain that your suitors and your father would become distressed to find you... your face etched in stone for everyone to see. Since I cannot call you by your name what shall I call you? Ciro looked to Ms. Caratini. He hoped desperately that she would agree and hoped even more that she would stay to the end of the project. His heart felt as though it had stopped while he waited to see what she would say. His knees became weak and his palms began to sweat.
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Alessandra was stunned to find that the man before her had chosen her to represent the face of Eve, the mother of mankind made from the rib of her husband Adam from the hand of the Creator. She was honored to have such an opportunity bestowed upon her, especially since she was under the impression he had searched through many women both young and old to find her. When she learned the piece would be for a man and not directly for the church itself, she shifted uncomfortably. Maybe this wasn't such a great idea. Again, she was thinking herself far greater than she really was--a damn habit she picked up from her father. At least she could count on her father not seeing it right away. She could imagine his reaction to seeing the face of his daughter, carved into the marble stone of a statue. The thought alone nearly made her want to die from the humiliation and she would be mortified if she had to explain the situation to him. He would ask her if she was paid for her services, like a wench or a common whore and she imagined he would then take her to Rome and make her confess before the Pope himself. What would he say when she told him she was doing it free of charge? Suddenly she felt small again, as though this wasn't a bright decision for her to make. Alessandra cringed at the thought, but she focused on his words to take her mind off of her reservations. Your words are...more than flattering, signore, she spoke softly, biting down on her bottom lip, trying to think of a response. There wasn't anything in particular that she wanted to be called, except her God-given name, but she knew the importance of keeping her name a secret. She couldn't risk her father's name to be stained by the choice she had made on her own, without his consent. As a result, she would have to keep all of this, the artist and his work, from him. She would sneak away in the dead of the night when her sisters and her mother were long asleep and the maids had gone back to their quarters before she could escape from the residence. Only then would she find him and help him engage in his work. It would be her act of sin, no matter if the cause was for the Church or not, and she would confess to her sins before her priest and God. She would then ask for forgiveness for what she was about to do and only hope that God had mercy on her. Maybe he would see that her intentions had been pure and outweighed the sin she would commit. I think it is best if you simply call me Alessandra. I fear speaking my father's name will attract negative attention... she hesitated for a moment before continuing. I can meet you wherever you ask, in the late of night. She took soft breaths, hoping that her requests weren't a huge burden on him. If you would like to ask another woman, I understand seeing as the risk of using me is far too great... It would be a burden, no less.
Thread: Original Sin - Cast in Stone

Ciro shook his head immediately at the suggestion it be another woman. Now that she was so close and he could look into her eyes there was no-one else. The light would have to be great in his workshop if it were to be in the middle of the night, but he did not care. He would engrave her into his best work, making her the face of the mother of all man. Thank you Alessandra, and though I know it is a risk to both of us, it is you and only you that would work for the piece. You are the rare beauty I wish to capture in timeless stone. The heavens themselves could not send a better model for Eve unless it were Eve herself. If you are to come in the middle of the night, do be safe. The city is dangerous and I would hate to discover you robbed or injured, or worse... Ciro trailed off. He debated at that moment whether or not it was fair to ask a girl, a beautiful girl, to risk the streets of Naples late at night. She was a smart girl, clearly, and she knew the risks. He hadn't duped her, at least not much. He would carve her face, that was for certain, it was the rest he would have figure out as he went. He had to have her face though, so it was decided and the debate was ended quickly. If you have someone to escort you, even just to the safety of the art district, I would feel better. If you feel you are capable on your own, however, I will try to put aside my fear. The arts district was well lit and people moved about through all hours of the night. While this increased the risk of recognition, it also decreased the risk of being robbed or worse. He could not bear to see a hair on her perfect head harmed. Even as he looked at Alessandra he thought how she would look, carved into the living stone. White marble was a beautiful medium, but like all things beautiful it was delicate to work with and expensive. Ciro would have to go to the quarry master tomorrow and have the marble slab delivered to his shop. The cost of the slab would be high, and he would have to purchase it on credit, but he knew that he would have to have a top quality slab. It was likely to cost him 60 gold florins, the cost of his rent for 3 years in his workshop. Just so you know, this won't be done in a couple days and I cannot start until I have the materials. The piece is to be in white marble and it takes time to work with. It will also take some time to get the material in from the quarry. If you would be so kind as to meet me at the pub in the Arts district I can escort you to my workshop in 4 days. I should have the marble I require. Until then Alessandra, I must thank you a million times from the bottom of my heart. I am honoured that you would be so kind as to share your face with my art. It truly deserves to be captured, timelessly. I shall let you go so as to not arouse any further suspicion. Perhaps we will cross paths in the market during the day, but you will have my solemn vow that I will not reveal our secret. Ciro kissed the back of her hand again and departed.
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Sorry it's not top quality. I'm still not feeling well after surgery The doors opened to reveal a quaint workshop filled with a decently spaced working area and even a kitchen. To be honest, she wasnt sure what she had expected to find. Her eyes immediately scanned the room, taking it all in. It had its own sofa with plush cushions, sanded pink floors, and how could she miss the marble slab in the middle of the roommarble that eventually would have her face and body carved into it. Her heart immediately skipped a beat. Her body. He hadnt said anything about her body. Maybe he had contracted another model for that part of the job, though she wasnt sure how to feel about it. If he had contracted another woman to provide inspiration for the body of Eve, had that meant her body was undesirable or had he done it out of respect. She knew instantly that posing for him in the nude was out of the question on all levels, but she still would have been flattered for him to ask. Alessandra took a soft breath, stepping into the dimly lit room as he welcomed her inside. I can assure you, these accommodations are more than fine signore, she replied softly, a warm smile appearing on his face, which she hoped, would reassure him of her words. She didnt want him to think she was some high noble, incapable of spending a second within the confines of the small room. It wasnt in her nature to act in such a crude, snobbish manner. Her eyes followed him as he went over to the slab and she watched him examine it, wondering his thought process. Not long after, he began speaking and she was answered. He stated that he would work from the top down. Her hands clasped in front of her, and she wondered if this had been a sign that he did want to use her body. Alessandra felt a bit nervous, and she searched for the courage to inquire on the matter. She took a few steps in his direction, taking in the full spectrum of the marble, every groove and coloration the stone had to offer. She still couldnt imagine seeing herself, posing as Eve as the final result. If you do not mind me asking, signore she started, hesitating slightly. She didnt want to seem forward in her questioning. I see this marble, this slab is far larger than my head. Does this mean you will be carving out a body as well? I don't believe we spoke of a body and I was just... wondering, she finished, shifting uncomfortably. It was something that had to be brought up eventually, even if he had already found another model to serve as the body of the work. She would have much rather learned then than later. Believe me, I would not be offended if you have already found another model for your work. On the contrary, she added, feeling she was rambling now. She forced herself to remain silent, her soft eyes finding his as she searched his dark eyes for answers. I would rather know now than later.