[Drabble]
Player: banerry
Subject: Azula, Miles Edgeworth
Table: B
Prompt: 013- Voice
The first time they talked-- really talked-- he couldn't speak at all.
It had been Morrigan's fault. The witch had taken his voice, and so he had been forced to communicate his displeasure to through charade-like hand motions, or pictures culled from Google Images. The former was far too undignified for his tastes, so he'd made due with the latter.
And then she had to comment.
Now, overall, Azula was not someone that Edgeworth hated. She'd spent the majority of her time on the community being cocky, unpleasant, and occasionally violent, and she'd made him acutely aware of how he must have been to the people around him when he was younger and more similar to her, but he couldn't manage to care enough about her to hate her, or even strongly dislike her. She was there, and she was sort of annoying, and now she was probably replying to his post to laugh at him. He couldn't say he was pleased.
But she didn't. She automatically assumed that his predicament was related to viruses, which was a little irritating even if he couldn't exactly blame her for it. And then, she did something surprising: she started playing along. She threw pictures back at him, and they used them to talk instead of their text or voices. She didn't appear to be mocking or sarcastic-- there was an air of good humor about it all, and as serious as he was, he liked that.
It wasn't a particularly long discussion, nor was it serious or soul-bearing in any way. But that short little exchange did more for his opinion of her than any other they'd had so far.
It was funny the way things sometimes worked out.
[Based on this thread. 8)]
Subject: Azula, Miles Edgeworth
Table: B
Prompt: 013- Voice
The first time they talked-- really talked-- he couldn't speak at all.
It had been Morrigan's fault. The witch had taken his voice, and so he had been forced to communicate his displeasure to through charade-like hand motions, or pictures culled from Google Images. The former was far too undignified for his tastes, so he'd made due with the latter.
And then she had to comment.
Now, overall, Azula was not someone that Edgeworth hated. She'd spent the majority of her time on the community being cocky, unpleasant, and occasionally violent, and she'd made him acutely aware of how he must have been to the people around him when he was younger and more similar to her, but he couldn't manage to care enough about her to hate her, or even strongly dislike her. She was there, and she was sort of annoying, and now she was probably replying to his post to laugh at him. He couldn't say he was pleased.
But she didn't. She automatically assumed that his predicament was related to viruses, which was a little irritating even if he couldn't exactly blame her for it. And then, she did something surprising: she started playing along. She threw pictures back at him, and they used them to talk instead of their text or voices. She didn't appear to be mocking or sarcastic-- there was an air of good humor about it all, and as serious as he was, he liked that.
It wasn't a particularly long discussion, nor was it serious or soul-bearing in any way. But that short little exchange did more for his opinion of her than any other they'd had so far.
It was funny the way things sometimes worked out.
[Based on this thread. 8)]