Paint and Sip

[temptationaccomplished]

Who: EVERYONE is welcome to join
What: Per this post, Fell is involved in helping a friend organize her charity Paint and Sip style art class, family friendly
When: October 14th afternoon
Where: Manhattan
Warnings: Paint. idk Have fun, don't turn this into a paint war, and we're all good.
OOC Note: It feels a little awkward having this after the droids killed player characters.
I'm behind. I'm so lost and out of things. Also I am on hiatus, so if you want to talk to Fell, please be aware he may not be replying much. Maybe hit me up on plurk if you'd like to discuss a thread that accomplishes a specific thing. Otherwise please use this to mingle and enjoy yourselves because I did not want to NOT do this post if people genuinely wanted to send their characters to it. I think it's a good Non-Bureau way to mingle? I hope?


A charming woman greets everyone as they enter. She's cultivated a certain look: what with her yellow horn-rimmed glasses with a sparkly beaded chain, skirt that is overlaid with tulle, and wildly colorful earrings that are clearly a handmade set but do not match. For that matter, nothing on her really...matches and because of that, it ALL matches. Judging by the crows-feet around her eyes and the gray in her otherwise frizzy dark hair, she's probably near enough to Fell's age. She introduces herself as Miranda Cortez, offers a brochure on the charity they'll be helping today, and thanks you for your contribution. She'll be the instructor and is technically the host.

Fell looks bright and perky in his painting apron. He's alternating between helping with the refreshments (which you may find he's roped a friend or two into helping with), all of which are family-friendly and non-alcoholic, and also making sure everyone finds their seats, has enough supplies, etc.

You'll be painting with acrylics today and she's going to teach you to paint a beautiful autumn scene--if you want to. There are more than enough colors for you to paint whatever you please, while Miranda provides instructions from the front of the class, stepping the majority of the participants through the autumn art, gives some tips on mixing with a palette knife, using the different brushes, and other techniques.

Fell will be around the room, cooing over your good work and providing encouraging words. He'd be happy to help too, if you'd like him to. He may be an art restorer, not an artist himself, but he's still a skilled painter and knows his way around the canvas, no matter how much he may downplay his original art skills.



[[ooc: I was going to make sections, but I think it's probably easier for everyone to make their own top levels? If we want sections, let me know.]]

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[consortofalderaan]

Bail kept an eye on his daughter who seemed to have found some other children to paint with. He knew the chances that she would produce anything close to the given instructions were nil, she always took any opportunity to color outside the lines, so to speak, but at the very least, she was making friends and seemed to be having a good time.

He peaked at his neighbor's painting which was much more to the instructions than his daughter bright pink and red and blue creation.

Bail had never been artistic in this way, he was mostly here for his daughter's benefit, but he was trying.

Emberto on the other hand was painting with far better skill than he was.

"Do you do these a lot?" he asked, as a way of starting a conversation.

[smilingarmor]

Emberto looked up from his work as the other addressed him. "Hmm?", he said. "I do them from time to time; I do love to support local artists you know? This is the first one I've done in awhile, though, and I'm thinking that I should try to do them more often. Especially if they're family friendly like this." He indicated the three children, working diligently on their own paintings that looked nothing like what their instructor was showing them. "It's always wonderful to see what children will come up with when given the chance."

[consortofalderaan]

Bail looked over at what his daughter was painting and it looked a bit more space-ish now. Which was not an autumn scene. She'd probably say this was what autumn looked like from space.

"My daughter does interpret instructions in a unique way- she's the one at the end," he said.

He paused before asking.

"You know Mr. Fell through the network, don't you?"

[smilingarmor]

Emberto nodded. "And a few others here, though Mr. Fell was the one who invited me," he said. He swapped his paintbrush to his left hand for a moment so that he could offer a handshake. "Emberto Alegre. I'm guessing by you mention of the network that you're also one of our merry band of people with past lives?"

[consortofalderaan]

Bail's question had been a bit of a gamble. If Emberto had not been part of the network, his answer would have been tellingly different and Bail would have waved it off and moved on in the conversation.

"I am, I'm Bail Organa," he said and he shook Emberto's hand.

He glanced towards his daughter, but she was entirely engrossed in whatever conversation she was having with the other two children. "I'm not sure I'd say I'm happy about the memories, though."

[smilingarmor]

Emberto nodded. "I know what you mean," he said. "Granted, I haven't recalled anything that's especially terrible, but well... from what I can tell, the world my past self lived in was in quite a rough state. It's likely to only be a matter of time."

"And of course there's the more present issues it can cause. It can be very inconvenient to get lost in a memory at the wrong time. Plus the whole business of being under the eye of a shady government organization." He notably did not mention the invasion, which wasn't really connected to them directly, so far as he knew.