Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20141128032451

It was a quiet day at Beacon. Except where Chamoisee was heading. The sound of gunshots could be heard from the firing range. She was hoping to find who she was looking there. Or more accurately, finding him alone. Pausing at the door, she took a deep breath.

Please be alone, please be alone.

Slipping inside, Chamoisee glanced around the room. Ambroise was here, but so was someone else. Her head immediately went down, staring intently at the floor. She was in her Beacon uniform and felt very open to examination. Using her hair to cover her scar as much as possible, she kept her hands up against her chest just in case. Walking over to her team mate, a hand quickly went up over the side of her face when she saw the other person glance towards her. Chamoisee stopped next to Ambroise, not even checking if he'd noticed her. She mumbled out her question.

"H-hi. Um, would you uh, l-like to teach me s-sgin launguage?"

It was barely more than a whisper, but it was all she could manage in the situation. 