@ImNotCrazyImAFangirl
After a bit of practicing, they tried to sign a short conversation. “I’m doing great,” she said sarcastically, laughing.
After a bit of practicing, they tried to sign a short conversation. “I’m doing great,” she said sarcastically, laughing.
August laughed and shrugged. “You’re motions say plenty about how much you know. They are hesitant, they will get smooth,” he said, smiling.
“Hopefully,” she said, grinning. “You’re uncomfortable with lip-reading, aren’t you?”
Charlie shook her head and laughed as she watched Chakuro. "I wonder if 100 years from now, people will be painting mustaches on your portrait." She said, looking up at him. She had barely recognized Chakuro under the robe and tilted crown.
"I hope so." Chakuro smiled, flying back down to the floor, "I would look quite distinguished with a mustache, don't you think?"
"You'd look better than you do now," Genie walked up to the pair and teased Chakuro.
"I think you would." Charlie grinned, adjusting the crown on his head so it wouldn't be tilting to the side. "I'm trying to imagine you with one right now."
"Gah, Genie, can't you see we're having a moment?" Chakuro took Charlie's hand and grinned.
"Yeah yeah," Genie smiled, "I'll leave you two to it. Just can I borrow the quill. I know a few more portraits that would look good with staches."
"Go crazy." Chakuro handed her the quill, "Just don't go too crazy."
"I'll try not to," Genie grinned and walked away.
"Gah, Genie, can't you see we're having a moment?" Chakuro took Charlie's hand and grinned.
"A moment?" Charlie looked at him and raised a brow.
Chakuro curled his wings around himself, blushing. "Yeah. A friendly moment?"
^noelle snickers in the back^
“Hopefully,” she said, grinning. “You’re uncomfortable with lip-reading, aren’t you?”
August thought about it and nodded. “Charlie seems to like to speak better than sign, so I have to speak,” he said slowly.
“Were you born deaf? You don’t ha e to tell me if you don’t want to.”
//gtg, bye
Chakuro curled his wings around himself, blushing. "Yeah. A friendly moment?"
"Yeah, friendly. . ." Charlie agreed, looking down at her hand in his. She looked back up, playing with the fabric of her dress with her other hand. "You don't wear a crown very often, do you?"
"No, it hurts my horns." he reached up and took the crown off, staring at all of its gold and bejeweledness.
[ Can I join this role play? (●´ϖ`●)]
[ Can I join this role play? (●´ϖ`●)]
( Sure! )
[Thanks ]
(Can I join, I'm with Oяѧєṅ in person, we could be twins?)
Ye
"No, it hurts my horns." he reached up and took the crown off, staring at all of its gold and bejeweledness.
"This dress hurts my everything." Charlie joked, trying to loosen the fabric around her waist.
(Can I join, I'm with Oяѧєṅ in person, we could be twins?)
( Yeah, of course! )
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