Oct 12, 2010 01:49
[Muffled, a bit. It's accidental... OR IS IT?]
Ah. I see. [Amusement.]
Radiant as I might be, my attire would perhaps suggest that such advances are... [Ah. That is a slight, dangerous lilt to her voice] unwise.
[Background sound. A man's voice, indistinct. And then a thud, followed by a (manly) yelp.]
As I said; unwise.
[A pause, as she picks up the device and brings it closer to her mouth.] My apologies, I am not yet used to using these Forges. I'll endeavour to avoid a repeat occurrence.
[This is Galatea, reminding all Claymores how fabulous she is. Like a mature adult. 8|]
!galatea,
roy mustang,
riza hawkeye,
helen,
priscilla