[text] // TO EVERYONE

[splendorsoul]

A new notice has been posted. Please read it.

[Everyone head on over to the notice board to check out a new notice. Who was it posted by? No one really knows. However, this is time to mingle and get to know the people you've been talking to, since you have to physically walk there to see it

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[notthehead]

[he understands you and i and he thinks he knows what a is, but not when a becomes a part of--

chey freezes, yanked out of his thoughts to watch very carefully what she was doing. he squinted a little, casting fast glances up at her face. it's hard to figure out what sound or word meant what she was doing or what she was grabbing, most of his guesses forgotten when he sees her pencil. it's a familiar shape.

his fingers curl and uncurl as he inches closer, shuffling to an eventual stop before his feet can touch the paper. he eyes the pencil offered a moment, looking up for permission before reaching out to heft it out of her hand.

he rocks back a moment, gravity playing a lot differently on the pencil than on him, but he rights, stamping a foot on the paper in time with tapping the end on top. he pushes it up parallel to himself and twists it for the dot, dragging it away and proceeding on his awkward, slow way to scratch out odd zigzags and swirls bit by bit, shuffling across the page with the effort.

before he's even halfway done, he hits the edge of the page. stopping, he looks down, the quickly up curiously. maybe she can read it so far and he can go down a line.]

[haruno]

[ Sakura's not quite sure she can understand a thing he's written; it's the angle that isn't helping. She looks to him, and then motions to herself, and to the paper. ]

I can't quite read it right now. Are you finished?

[ she indicated at Chey, then mimed writing with her hand. Then she stopped, and looked at Chey again, trying to communicate through body language her own uncertainty in what he was doing. Are you done? Is that all? ]

[notthehead]

[he gives a confused look at her response--that's not what he wrote. wasn't he clear? maybe he should've written it smaller to fit it all on one line...he looks down at his work in mounting distress. how could he make it any more clear?

after a moment, chey looks up again, pushing the pencil back at her and pointing very importantly down to a blank portion of the page he was standing upon. unsure of his own clarity, he steps forward, patting her hand and pointing back at the paper, giving the pencil a push. maybe if she wrote first, he could see how to tackle this problem!]

[haruno]

[ Sakura watched through his pantomine, taking up the pencil after an amused moment (internally, at least) wondering at how much his body language and touch reminded her of a few other tiny friends.

She writes out her name in clear, flowing characters, hoping that the consistency she'd observed so far would hold true here. When she was done, she spoke again. ]

"Sakura." That's me.

[ she gently laid the pencil back down, then tapped on her breastbone. ]

I'm Sakura. This [ she indicated the paper ] spells "Sakura."

[notthehead]

[chey stepped back and watched her write, beginning to despair as he saw the strokes go all wrong - he can't read that! but he followed along anyway, a finger following along in the air.

when she finishes, he steps forward, circling the markings to stand in front of her, reading it as she did. he kneels down, tracing the lines as she says her name aloud. sakra. sa-ku-ra. sa...

he tilts his head, considering. none of the sounds seemed easy for him to transfer to his own name and make it clear...

at least he had some notion of hers - and whatever language it was she was writing in. it wasn't much, but he had to start somewhere, didn't he?

he turns, looking up at her and nodding. he understood.]

[haruno]

[ she smiles at his nod, glad something has managed to communicate, if disheartened that she couldn't understand what he had written. ]

I'm glad one of us understands. I'm sorry, I don't seem to be able to read what you've written.