MURAL MADNESS, MUTHAFREAKAHZ.

[lightningcute]

Who: Anyone who wants to get in on some hot n' steamy painting action.
What: Village-wide art therapy.
When: Forward-dated to 11/25, and runs until 11/27.
Where: Between the Welcome Center and Azzip.
Summary: Paint with all the colors of the wind! Or at least with whatever colors Pao-lin managed to procure.
Rating: M for MURAL

Comments

Any/every day?

[pugilistinpink]

As promised, this Bronxite has swung in to help with the mural-painting efforts... and while the sleeves of his pink hoodie are rolled back and he has armed himself with a brush, his time is largely spent watching others as not to mess up Pao-lin's design.

This art stuff is tough. This is why he boxes.

[pugilistinpink]

Hm... well, got any buddies who're older than ya?

[lightningcute]

[Oh, man, that's like everyone she knows back home at Sternbild.]

All of my Hero co-workers are older than me! So I guess I could ask them. [She smiles.] I'm pretty sure Mr. Tiger would like the idea -- he was painting here earlier and he said he'd be here all three days.

[pugilistinpink]

[Tiger? What an odd name...] Yeah? There y'go... If y'guys work t'gether, I'm sure you can figure somethin' out.

[lightningcute]

Yeah! I'm sure we could think of something! [Hopefully it'll go better than the time they tried to put together a special Monthly Hero issue...] If only I could be sure I'd remember this idea when I went home...

[pugilistinpink]

...Oh yeah, I f'got. [He sucks in his lower lip, looking thoughtful for a moment.] Well, maybe you should do what I'm doin'. [There is the sound of crinkling paper as he pats his pocket pointedly.] M'keepin' a piece a' paper I wrote down the names a' people on so I can check it out back home an'... well, 'member that I met some real good people. [His eyes soften.] Ain't sure if it's gonna work, but it's worth a shot. [A one-shouldered shrug.]

[lightningcute]

Hey, that's a good idea! I didn't think of that. [It's like an IC CR list!] It'll be interesting to start listing all the people I know here...there's a lot. [She's quite social and outgoing, so this is inevitable.]

[pugilistinpink]

Guess y'need a real long piece a paper that you can curl up nice. An', uh, write all tiny so y'got lots a' room.

[pugilistinpink]

Yeah, I am, it's jus'- - whoa. [He stops amid his work when he has caught a glimpse of Link.] Link...? What's the costume all about?

[pugilistinpink]

What thing? [He sets down the tub of paint he had been carrying.]...Well, whatever y'talkin' 'bout, y'don' gotta do it if y'don' wanna, right?

[pugilistinpink]

Oh... okay. [Odd; very odd... but, he can't question that. There is a long moment of silence in which he considers how to salvage the conversation.]

So, uh, y'gonna help with the paintin'? There's some extra brushes layin' around somewhere...

[pugilistinpink]

[Thankfully, he recalls Link mentioning fairies when they first met - otherwise, he would have thought this fellow to be even weirder.]

Well, uh, what colours are they? Don' they got little dresses or somethin'?