Challenge - LOCKLYN ANDERS (CAROLINE FORBES) + BILLY LEVY (WILLIAM LAURENCE)
Early August- challenge
Locklyn Anders (Caroline Forbes) + Billy Levy (William Laurence)
Low | complete
words - purpose + plucky + tasteful + flame + toy + pastoral + seek + implicate + accept + prohibit
One thing was for sure, whatever BreckCreate thought they were doing the weird little white balloon looking things covering the Old Masonic Hall looked a little bit weird. To Locklyn it looked more like plaster gone wrong and exploding from the historic building, but each to their own when it came to art, right?
Locklyn was standing across the street looking at it when she caught sight of someone who might know a little bit more about this whole what was happening stuff, truthfully Locklyn was looking for a little bit of dirt, something interesting to write other than the normal 'it was a lot of fun and Breckentale does great art.' Frankly it made her miss the flame people from a few years back.
“If it isn’t Billy Levy, please tell me there is more to the art festival, I know about some of it, but I want to hear it from you Mr. Rec Man.”
Bill had shoved his hands in his pockets and rocked back on his heels, eyes on the Old Masonic Hall with a little squint. Art was never his topic, Tim was always intrigued by that and science, but he never quite got it. There were a few workshops in the inside he was checking in on, making sure things were going smoothly, when he heard the voice.
To his credit, his wince did not show. Reporters were a necessary part of the job, and he turned just in time to give Ms. Anders a smile. “If you think this is interesting, you should seek out the Yeti art on Illinois Creek Trail. But I think what most people are looking forward to is the contemporary circus?” He had learned more about that and skating life in the last few weeks than he ever expected to learn.
“Yes, it’s very tasteful.” She’d seen the Yeti art and frankly thought it’d be better if it was holding a Great Divide Yeti beer but she wasn’t going to write that or say that. Shrugging she tilted her head to the side looking at the circus poster not far away. “Not the jazz skateboard thing going on? And here I thought that was where the magic was.” Locklyn couldn’t help to tease.
“So, what are you actually looking forward to? Or are you just looking forward to the week being over?”
Bill laughed, turning more fully to her. “If I was twenty years younger, perhaps.” Though he could admit to some impressive on-looking at the skate parks, but these days the thought just made his knees hurt a little. Back when he was younger and more prone to adventure.. Well. He might’ve had a different purpose in life.
“I wouldn’t have this job if I hated every aspect of it. This week gets a bit … overwhelming, but I enjoy seeing what other people are able to create. I’ve never been particularly artsy.” His smile was fond, but small now. “I accepted an invitation to the Andrew Bird musical special from a friend, and I’m looking forward to that a great deal. And you? Have you seen anything on the agenda to garner your interest? Aside from,” he waved his hand at the strange balloon art, “the life stages of microbiology in balloon form?”
“So, we shouldn’t expect you to go break out some paints and whip up a masterpiece anytime soon? You know, you should take up skateboarding, but paint on the bottom and see what happens!” She suggested. “Or, would that be prohibited?” She could imagine that being a problem.
“That’s the violinist isn’t it?” Of course, Locklyn already knew that. “I did go to the I’m With Her show, it was surprisingly good. I don’t know though, I thought the blue trees a couple of years ago looked a lot better.” She shrugged. “I actually wish there had been little toys of them, I think I would have gotten one for my sister Kendall, but she probably would have ended up just throwing it at her husband.”
The idea of Bill Levy on a skateboard would have made a number of his friends laugh. Even at 18, when first attending the Air Force Academy, he acted like the oldest one in his class. He was adventurous, but not in the casual way so many of his friends were. “Oh, I’m not nearly plucky enough for that. I’ll leave skateboarding to the young and uninhibited.” And those without previous head injuries, even.
He never knew quite who to trust with off-handed comments such as that, so it stayed firmly put in his mind, not wanting to be known as the local headcase. He did smile at I’m With Her, and rocked back on his heels. “I liked the blue trees myself, my son got interested in helping the environment after those talks. … and anime.”
Tilting her head she watched his expression for a moment but shrugged. “Personally I’d rather take a bike somewhere, but skateboards are useful.” She didn’t add why she thought that though.
“They at least didn’t look like plaster gone wrong,” she commented looking back over at the building with its white balloons. “That’s right, how old is your son now?” She knew he had a kid but Locklyn didn’t always keep track of how old everyone’s little ones were.
“As long as next year we don’t end up with some weird pastoral art, the last thing I want to deal with is art forms of people herding sheep or cows or whatever.” She shuddered at the thought.
“He’s 10 going on 30 some days.” It was hard to keep the beaming proud look off his face, so he didn’t try. Parents who did nothing but talk about their children had always annoyed him until he had his own. Now, he had little regrets at becoming just that.
“Now if we end up with sheep herding, I’ve been implicated. I don’t know if I like this.” Bill put up his hands in a defensive move, but the laughter bubbling out likely warned he wasn’t serious in any way. They were strange looking, though he was never in any position to criticize it, given artists may not be as likely to come back if a city official was insulting. “But, I’ll see what I can do. I typically just make sure everything runs smoothly.”
Locklyn laughed. “Well, 30 is new 20 or something like that, so that sounds about right.” She added not really knowing anything about kids.
“I’ll make sure to write an exposé all about how you are responsible for people herding sheep through town next year. It’ll be scandalous!” Locklyn was a little dramatic about it but laughed all the same. “Well, I’ll leave you to making sure our visiting artists don’t do anything that completely ruins the town!” She smiled not really getting any info, but she got enough to know where to look next. “Be good Mr Levy, wouldn’t want to hear about you on the gossip pages.”
Bill tilted his head slightly to the side in farewell, even as he was chuckling. “Be kind, Ms. Anders, I wouldn’t want to frown at you from across a room.”