[ what's the worst part of this week, you ask? not the murder. not the execution. not even being roasted for no good reason (because yuel is cute) - no, it is the fact that the universe would take away his very hard earned alcohol tolerance!!! which he needs!!! what's he supposed to do, drink water?
yes. that's exactly what he's supposed to do.
gu yun sighs. the noise is aggrieved. he is suffering. he opens his mouth to say something in response, waving his hand --
and then pauses? he opens his mouth, then closes it. opens, closes.
[ he looks just as confused, honestly. what the fuck. no matter how much he tries, it's not working, he just can't. make words. finally the world is free of gu yun's smartass mouth
i mean. he frowns and sets his tea down, making a frustrated noise. fine.
gu yun then puts his hand on the table, palm down. and then again, palm up. lifts it, removes it, gesturing at endorsi to do the same. palm up on the table pls, same as him, thank you ]
[ with that, he picks up his other hand, pokes her in the palm, and then, starts making shapes with his fingers - letters. he does it slowly, repeating a word the first couple of time and watching for reaction, like he's done this before.
jamjar speak is gonna make this work for me ok? ok cool ]
I'm trying to talk, but nothing is coming out. Effect. Like tolerance.
[ rude. he winks, though, clearly unbothered by the insult, and laughs. hilarious, he doesn't say or spell, but it's implied. the laugh has sound, at least! it's just the forming words that doesn't seem to want to be applied.
eventually, by means of an answer: ]
For work.
[ so. ]
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yes. that's exactly what he's supposed to do.
gu yun sighs. the noise is aggrieved. he is suffering. he opens his mouth to say something in response, waving his hand --
and then pauses? he opens his mouth, then closes it. opens, closes.
???? ]
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Huh? Speak up, I can't hear you.
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i mean. he frowns and sets his tea down, making a frustrated noise. fine.
gu yun then puts his hand on the table, palm down. and then again, palm up. lifts it, removes it, gesturing at endorsi to do the same. palm up on the table pls, same as him, thank you ]
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jamjar speak is gonna make this work for me ok? ok cool ]
I'm trying to talk, but nothing is coming out.
Effect. Like tolerance.
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You're having quite the annoying week, aren't you?
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Maybe a pen and paper...?
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May be nice.
Did something like this before I came here, so I am used to it.
[ . . . ]
Slow, though
Not nearly as funny as I normally am
[ 8C ]
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[She's curious! But then, very rudely, as though she's surprised:]
Oh, you were funny when you could speak?
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eventually, by means of an answer: ]
For work.
[ so. ]