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Simone Guavella
A down on his luck artist with an abundance of talent.
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The Riverbank
a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Eastep
Description
A lithe latino man, with an athletic build and dark hair. Usually spotted wearing loosely fitting clothes in an array of earthy colors.
So begins...
Simone Guavella's Story
Simone Guavella made his way out of the cold outside, rubbing his hands together to return some warmth to them. Simone, notepad tucked under his arm and pencil resting behind his ear, gazed around the room, spotting Ake crossing over to the nearer set of tables. He nodded in the direction of the newcomer and slipped into a nearby table, laying out his pad and his pencil.
Simone Guavella grinned widely as he swapped from his table to the other, flipping the pad back open. Simone flashed another smile, hunching over the drawing pad.
"Actually, I was about to ask if I could draw you..." The sentence faded away into a sort of question. He poised his pencil near the pad, tapping it to the tune of Tristan's guitar playing.
"Actually, I was about to ask if I could draw you..." The sentence faded away into a sort of question. He poised his pencil near the pad, tapping it to the tune of Tristan's guitar playing.
Simone's lips turned upwards into a smile, glad he had someone to sketch, and even more happy that his hands had something to do now. "I don't mind if you work." He said, playing with the notion of drawing her working on clockwork. Simone laughed at the comment about staring, and nodded his understanding. "I take it you're a mechanic of some sort?" He asked, starting with a rough outline of her face.
Simone Guavella stumbled backwards out of the chair, away from the creatures and the vortex, taken by surprise. He'd seen interesting things in the Multiverse, but they always took him by surprise. The creatures didn't seem like they wouold go on a rampage again, so he took his seat, slowly. Simone retrieved his pad, saying sidelong to Ake`: "You're working on that thing?"
Regardless of answer, he resumed his sketching at a much slower pace, defining the finer details of her face, and making his way down to her shoulders.
Regardless of answer, he resumed his sketching at a much slower pace, defining the finer details of her face, and making his way down to her shoulders.
Simone Guavella looked at the bloody stumps on the back of the angelic man's back, feeling his stomach sour at the sight of it, but his curiousity picqued. "Oh, I didn't get your name... I'm Simone." He offered out his drawing hand, smiling easily. The pad beneath his outstretched hand and arm already contained a very detailed pencil sketch of Ake`s face and hair.
Simone Guavella nodded, finding it difficult to understand everything at once. Instead of trying to do so, he simply sketched further, detailing the remainder of his picture. He was quite satisfied with the turnout of the picture, and most happy with the speed in which he had done it in. He revised a few areas, and then displayed the finished product to Ake'.
The drawing was that of Ake' bent over a clock in her lap, plunging her screwdriver into the clockwork. Her face showed a lighthearted curiouosity and determination as she delved into the clock's innards. All of the drawing was shaded in pencil and yet seemed to teem with color due to the shading techniques he employed.
"Like it?"
The drawing was that of Ake' bent over a clock in her lap, plunging her screwdriver into the clockwork. Her face showed a lighthearted curiouosity and determination as she delved into the clock's innards. All of the drawing was shaded in pencil and yet seemed to teem with color due to the shading techniques he employed.
"Like it?"
Simone's eyes gleamed at the sight of the beautiful metal arms. He had gotten a feeling they weren't human earlier, and his suspicions were confirmed. But as she had said, without the skin the picture would have looked more interesting. He sighed, setting his pencil aside.
"I've got a little set aside, but I don't really have anything steady. It's whenever I can get a commission really..." Simone wished he did have money, like family the twins bickering across the room were from. He muttered it aloud, looking back to Ake'. "Maybe I could get you a drink though?"
"I've got a little set aside, but I don't really have anything steady. It's whenever I can get a commission really..." Simone wished he did have money, like family the twins bickering across the room were from. He muttered it aloud, looking back to Ake'. "Maybe I could get you a drink though?"
Simone Guavella got up from his chair and made his way over to the bar, still able to hear Ake' through the light noise in the bar. He searched through his memory for anybody he knew that needed or wanted robots walking around, and who could afford them. Sadly, he knew of no-one that met both categories. After ordering a cocoa for Ake', he got himself a tea and turned aroudn to see somebody talking. Approaching the table, he laid down the cup of cocoa before Ake' and took a seat, eyeing the stranger as if he might sketch him. "Oh, I don't know anybody who needs any robots." He said sidelong, as if he had just remembered to reply.
Simone Guavella looked down at his hands, blushing as he says "I'm just an artist, nothing else... which explains my lack of money." He looked at the work she'd done on the angel's back and felt inferior with his useless art. He was good with his hands, steady as a surgeon, yet didn't want to do anything else but doodle.
"Although I do enjoy the travel, more often than not I'm trying to get somebody to commission me, or I'm doing this type of stuff. Out in bars sketching for practice and for the fun of it."
"Although I do enjoy the travel, more often than not I'm trying to get somebody to commission me, or I'm doing this type of stuff. Out in bars sketching for practice and for the fun of it."
Simone Guavella nodded sagely as he listened, wondering what it would be like to get off planet. "I could do some cartography, and I can sketch just about anything I can see. I could draw a blueprint with a few tools, although I don't have much practice with it... but I've never been in a spaceship though..." He blushed again, feeling silly that he'd never ventured off the planet. In his defense, there was plenty to do here.
Simone Guavella considered the proposal. He didn't have anything else to do, and he would love to see something other than this one world. Plus, if pay was involved, it would be nice.
"Sure, that'll work out for me pretty well." He said, smiling at Ake'. He gave a glance to the minotaur charging in and adjusted his seat accordingly.
"Sure, that'll work out for me pretty well." He said, smiling at Ake'. He gave a glance to the minotaur charging in and adjusted his seat accordingly.
The setting changes from Gambit's Bar to Wing City Lake: Beach
Simone Guavella stood upon the shore of the beach, stroking liesurely at the canvas before him. Upon the canvas was a drawing of a woman with prosthetic cybernetic arms, which for anyone who knew her, was a painting of Ake', the woman he had met and drawn the previous day. The man seemed almost entirely absorbed in the art, his brush simply filling in the blank of the canvas to the picture in his mind. Simone hummed a tune as he painted, enjoying the peace and painting intensely.
The waves lapped at the shore near where Simone stood painting, the rhythmic sloshing of the water pulling him deeper into his creative trance. A screech, avian, rang out from above. His eyes flicked skyward, catching sight of a magnificent plume of unmistakable falcon feathers. The artist stepped back to gaze at the flacon, feeling a sudden yearning to paint it in place of his new found co-worker. "What beauty..." He whispered to himself, his mind immediately flipping through techniques in which to shade the bird from below.
Simone Guavella marvelled at the creature so elegantly swooping and swirling through the sky far above. And then behind him, a splashing accompanied by a woman's voice. The painter turned and faced the new arrivals, giving a friendly wave. "And I thought nobody ever came to the beach..." Simon mumbled, turning back to gaze upon Ori.
The canvas was left untouched as he pulled forth his sketch pad, retrieving a pencil from beind his ear. "Would you mind if I draw you?" He called out to the anthro, most likely going to draw her regardless of permission.
The canvas was left untouched as he pulled forth his sketch pad, retrieving a pencil from beind his ear. "Would you mind if I draw you?" He called out to the anthro, most likely going to draw her regardless of permission.
Simone Guavella flicked the pencil in his hand deftly, causing it to dissappear into his sleeve. With the now free hand, he accepted her handshake, smiling like a child as he did so. He always was so fascinated with the residents of the multiverse, Simone could never get enough.
"Ori... a pretty name." He commented in flirtacious manner, shaking Ori's hand firmly. The pad was still clutched in his other hand, nestled in the crook of his arm. The pencil emerged in his hand again, scrawling 'Ori' across the top in fancy print.
"No need to pose, I should be able to draw you in whatever pose..." He trailed off as he shifted through different things he could draw her doing. The last sketch he'd done was of the mechanic woman working on a clock, suiting, but what could he draw this woman doing?
"Do you have a preference?" He added, tapping the eraser against his bottom lip.
"Ori... a pretty name." He commented in flirtacious manner, shaking Ori's hand firmly. The pad was still clutched in his other hand, nestled in the crook of his arm. The pencil emerged in his hand again, scrawling 'Ori' across the top in fancy print.
"No need to pose, I should be able to draw you in whatever pose..." He trailed off as he shifted through different things he could draw her doing. The last sketch he'd done was of the mechanic woman working on a clock, suiting, but what could he draw this woman doing?
"Do you have a preference?" He added, tapping the eraser against his bottom lip.
Simone Guavella raised his eyebrows at the mention of three sons, not taking her as the age for children. He was reassurred by the mention of their age, nodding sagely. He ran his fingers through his hair, still contemplating what to draw her doing, or if anything at all.
"Well, why don't we try this?" Simone said, moving a lone stool over to Ori. "I'll draw you on the stool, and leave the picture open for the other three. I could add them later."
"Well, why don't we try this?" Simone said, moving a lone stool over to Ori. "I'll draw you on the stool, and leave the picture open for the other three. I could add them later."
Simone Guavella found it entrancing to watch her swapping shapes, wondering what it must feel like to rearrange bones and grisle. The new shape she took reminded him of somebody, but he couldn't place a finger on who. "A little big for a month old, aren't they?" He remarked, unsure of whether Ori was messing with him or not. The woman's voice from the man's body brought a smile to his face as he shook his head no at the offer of a younger form to sketch. "Whatever age you want them." He replied, already working on a simplistic base to start on.
Simone Guavella nodded his understanding, sketching furiously on the pad, leaving deep dark marks indenting the paper. "You can go back if you want." He added, not liking the woman's voice emerging from this form. It made him smirk, and he didn't think that was too polite to do.
Simone had already finished a basic outline, and was adding in details with each passing second. He was surprisingly efficient as he sketched, keeping the details of both the forms in mind as he added them to the paper.
"Should I leave a spot for the father?" He asked hesitantly, worried he might offend Ori as she hadn't mention him yet.
Simone had already finished a basic outline, and was adding in details with each passing second. He was surprisingly efficient as he sketched, keeping the details of both the forms in mind as he added them to the paper.
"Should I leave a spot for the father?" He asked hesitantly, worried he might offend Ori as she hadn't mention him yet.
Simone Guavella jumped forward as he saw her fall, unsure of what to do. She was herself again, but she didn't look like she was all here. Simone circled around to Ori's side, not sure what he should do from here.
"Are you okay?" He asked, resting a hand on her shoulder to comfort her. The sketch pad was discarded in the sand some feet away, the pencil resting nearby. Her fall had quite frightened him, and he wondered if she had any medical problems, and then if he should get a doctor.
"Are you okay?" He asked, resting a hand on her shoulder to comfort her. The sketch pad was discarded in the sand some feet away, the pencil resting nearby. Her fall had quite frightened him, and he wondered if she had any medical problems, and then if he should get a doctor.
Simone Guavella Got to his feet, keeping his hand on her shoulder to catch her in case she fell over again. Simone could see that the woman had been hallucinating, and steadied her with his hand.
"No need to apologize... Are you okay?" He asked, looking quite concerned with her. Falling over at the mention of the children's father was probably something to be looked at by a doctor or a therapist.
"No need to apologize... Are you okay?" He asked, looking quite concerned with her. Falling over at the mention of the children's father was probably something to be looked at by a doctor or a therapist.