voice testing

[inclementia]

come one come all for voicetesting percy using comics, stream story, and some of the animated series

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[inclementia]

[Something else, the shape of it familiar once she looks.]

The saddle to your broom, actually.

[arrowink]

[Oh—!

She leans eagerly closer, definitely into Percy's bubble as she looks delightedly down at the plans.]

Really? That's wonderful. [It looks perfect, so far...his attention to detail is impeccable as always.]

I didn't think that was very high on your list of priorities.

[inclementia]

[OH SHE'S CLOSE she is very close.

But he can at least see the issues with the design, the measurements aren't quite where they need to be for it to work and be comfortable for her to sit on.]

Well. You did ask for it, and it seems like it would be beneficial to you using it.

[arrowink]

[Close, and doesn't seem to be aware of it. Either that or she knows and just doesn't care.]

It looks very promising. [She bats her eyelashes, a little too innocently.] Don't you need to take my measurements, though?

[inclementia]

[Hm. HM!!!! Actually yes, he genuinely does need those measurements. But even he can read a room and Vex's mood.

He knows this woman is not nearly as innocent as she's playing up.]

I should. Though how would you propose I go about taking said measurements?

[Sets the ball on the just on her side of the line between them and runs.]

[arrowink]

[Vex's posture shifts subtly as she realizes just as swiftly that the ball is now in her court. Like adjusting the trajectory of her arrow mid-draw, a quick re-assessment of her battle plan. And now there's a gleam in her eye that wasn't quite there before as she chooses her words ever-so-carefully. Because she is being presented with an opportunity, one she may or may not have been hoping for.]

...Could start with opening a bottle of wine.

[inclementia]

[He does arch a brow at that. She picked the ball up and suplexed it back at him.]

Don't know that we'll get the most accurate measurements. Also I'm fairly certain Grog or Scanlan drank the last bottle.

[He's not exactly saying 'no' though.]

[arrowink]

Nonsense. You've got a keen eye.

[Vex straightens a little, and there's a hint of a flush in the apples of her cheeks in the low firelight as she looks down at Percy. The corner of her mouth lifts.]

A pity. But I think we'll do just fine without.

[Her gaze flickers toward the door, in the direction of her quarters. Vex can feel her pulse picking up a little bit despite how tired she is, a rush of adrenaline at the thought of taking Percy up to her bedroom.]

[inclementia]

You think so?

[He can see it, where her gaze shoots to for the briefest moment.]

Well. I always did prefer to be hands on.

[arrowink]

Good. Just what I like to hear.

[Being bent across the table isn't the most comfortable thing, but it's the work of a moment to get up and stand beside where Percy is seated. Her face feels hot all of a sudden, but she offers her open hand to him almost casually.]

Care to accompany me to my quarters?