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@darksnowdrop.bsky.social

“𝐑𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐞” 「 𝙵𝙵𝚅𝙸𝙸 & 𝙼𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎 ⚡︎ 𝚁𝙿 𝙰𝚌𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝 ; (𝙽)𝚂𝙵𝚆 ; 𝙼𝙳𝙽𝙸 ; 𝙽𝙾 𝙰𝙸 」

She's not particularly knowledgeable about the «normal» ways to help deaf people listen to music; she was thinking about something a little more... magical, perhaps. But first, she'll have to try out her idea. “I'm just talking now, you're the one who's good at reading my lips!” She chuckles, 》

. ˚ °𝙉𝙄𝘾𝙊@nicolsbrown.bsky.social · 19h ago

up just from curiosity. but it is nice to have someone to easily communicate with here.

Slightly embarrassed, she drops her hands and gives a breathy laugh. “... ah, yeah, sure, sorry— But I'll admit I was having quite a lot of fun. I really wanna learn sign language, so I'll practice some more~” She chuckles at his joke, though a part of her feels... a little sad, perhaps. Not out 》

. ˚ °𝙉𝙄𝘾𝙊@nicolsbrown.bsky.social · 23h ago

work. he didn't expect that. not with how she acted around violence. ❪ never had an ear for it. ❫ he joked. like he had a choice to be interested in singing or piano music or not. he gave a short huff of a laugh at that.

She grimaces slightly as she hears the word "sprained". Not like it didn't cross her mind, but she's been ignoring that possibility with all her might — maybe if she didn't acknowledge it, the ankle was gonna be fine. (...) Or maybe not. Her shoulders drop slightly as she shows a resigned smile. 》

ଘ 𝓐𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓪𝓵 ‧₊˚@hewleywing.bsky.social · 24h ago

but this will help speed up the healing. so you'll skip the painful part and be stuch a bit with the fading bruise part. you okay with that at least? ❞

She breathes a little sigh of relief as soon as he shakes his head. If anyone were to ask her why she cared that much, she wouldn't be able to answer — it's not like they're friends, after all. But for some reason, she does feel better now that she knows he's okay. Confusion apparent on her face, 》

. ˚ °𝙉𝙄𝘾𝙊@nicolsbrown.bsky.social · yesterday

for underestimating the guy. he signed slow again, but knowing he might be pushing what she knew. ❪ what do you do for a living? work? ❫

Of course he'd insist. Not like she wasn't expecting it, luckily — she was already trying to recall some physical traits of any random person she saw while sneaking in the building. “Jeez, can't a girl have some privacy?” She crosses her arms, though she doesn't pause for long enough to give him 》

⚫︎ 𓂃 ﹢ ʾʾ 𝐑𝐔𝐃𝐄 : ⊹ ࣪ ˖@knuckleturk.bsky.social · yesterday

but he also wanted to test just how serious this was or if it was a bluff. surely they would have a name or a description.

She nods, gesturing for him to go and take care of his duties — she knows how important communication is between them, to make sure things are running smoothly. Plus, this gives her the perfect occasion to observe them, even if from afar. There's always something to learn, after all. Sitting down 》

ଘ 𝓐𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓪𝓵 ‧₊˚@hewleywing.bsky.social · 2d ago

after some arrangements and commands given he made his way back, holding a green materia in one hand. ❝ mind me taking a quick look? ❞

She emits a small «ah!» of recognition, as if to say «yeah, I know that one!». It's been a while since the last time she had to learn something that doesn't have anything to do with wielding a weapon, so this feels particularly refreshing (and fun) to her. { Yes. } A short pause, meant to 》

. ˚ °𝙉𝙄𝘾𝙊@nicolsbrown.bsky.social · 5d ago

he followed with ❪ been good? ❫, something short and simple. slow to show the signs as well to make it easier.

She looks down at her own ankle, checking if the bruise has gotten worse. It doesn't seem that bad, so she shrugs with a comforting smile. “Don't worry about it, I've had it much worse— I mean, it never happened before, but I imagine it can get much worse..!” She doesn't really wanna be 》

ଘ 𝓐𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓪𝓵 ‧₊˚@hewleywing.bsky.social · last wk.

your ankle? might have to get you some ice for that. ❞ it seemed to be getting safer. or, at least, the SOLDIER was less tense the further they got.

Her attention is focused on her notebook as she scribbles down a few words, then grimaces at the sight of them, draws a line through their middle as to erase them, and goes back to step one. The frustrating process is interrupted by the feeling of someone watching her. Snowdrop's eyes scan her 》

. ˚ °𝙉𝙄𝘾𝙊@nicolsbrown.bsky.social · 6d ago

he spoke in that rough, imperfect voice. 「 ...Yₒᵤ. 」 he waited, not moving closer, but not walking away either.