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voice testing, sampling.
( Leave a comment for your character below. If you'd like me to write the starter, let me know and I will be on it like docket. )
[ Pyrrha takes Jaune by the elbow and gently steers him to a fresh patch of dirt a few feet away. A tree’s shadow throws shade over their heads, blotting out the worst of the midday sun. ]
It’s not necessary. Look.
[ Kneeling down, she beckons for him to do the same. ]
There are dead hair cells left in here. [ Plucking one up with a set of tweezers and showing it to him. ] Remember what Dr. Oobleck told us in class?
It’s not necessary. Look.
[ Kneeling down, she beckons for him to do the same. ]
There are dead hair cells left in here. [ Plucking one up with a set of tweezers and showing it to him. ] Remember what Dr. Oobleck told us in class?
Pork Souvalaki for me, please. And a side salad.
[ The order is called out as she moves away, ducking into the bedroom to change. Work was long and she didn't even have a chance to put on her sweatpants before Jaune had greeted her with his latest crisis. If she gets her way, they're spending the evening on the couch, eating out of paper cartons. ]
[ The order is called out as she moves away, ducking into the bedroom to change. Work was long and she didn't even have a chance to put on her sweatpants before Jaune had greeted her with his latest crisis. If she gets her way, they're spending the evening on the couch, eating out of paper cartons. ]
[A pity Pyrrha doesn't know, because Bokuto certainly doesn't and he'd like to!]
Nope! What kinds of things do they say?
[He keeps pace with her well enough, arms swinging loosely by his sides as he walks. The cool air's refreshing after hours of practice, though a few beads of sweat linger on his forehead.]
Nope! What kinds of things do they say?
[He keeps pace with her well enough, arms swinging loosely by his sides as he walks. The cool air's refreshing after hours of practice, though a few beads of sweat linger on his forehead.]
[ The Great Fairy flutters her lashes at her when their eyes meet. Her painted lips purse out into a plump smile. ]
I don't need payment. I can sense the goodness in a heart that deserves my blessing. It's what I'm here for!
[ And, unlike a lot of smaller fairies, she won't die or vanish once she does her duty. It meant she could be more useful more often. ]
Hm... let's have a good look at you, then!
[ She stretches in the air, rolls onto her back, and gives Pyrrha a frank up-and down look from her upside-down perspective. It's all for show, of course. It's playful. She can't help but tease a little. This one was very sweet, with her little repeated greeting and request... ]
Hmmm...
I don't need payment. I can sense the goodness in a heart that deserves my blessing. It's what I'm here for!
[ And, unlike a lot of smaller fairies, she won't die or vanish once she does her duty. It meant she could be more useful more often. ]
Hm... let's have a good look at you, then!
[ She stretches in the air, rolls onto her back, and gives Pyrrha a frank up-and down look from her upside-down perspective. It's all for show, of course. It's playful. She can't help but tease a little. This one was very sweet, with her little repeated greeting and request... ]
Hmmm...
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