"Maybe I shouldn't have overslept so much..." Dominick cleared his throat, "Hello, it's nice to meet you all."
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"Maybe I shouldn't have overslept so much..." Dominick cleared his throat, "Hello, it's nice to meet you all."
Lucifer nods in thank you and grabs the paper and the quail. He gives the writing utensil a good look-over, he wasn’t exactly used to something so old fashioned. Oh well, now at least he would be able to communicate! He never was good at charades. ’Lucifer’s my name. What’s yours?’
Lucifer...? No way this hot a what was literally Satan. Dominick shrugged off the very thought, because it was kind of stupid considering they've met. "I'm Dominick, again, the pleasure is all mine! Were you born mute?"
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"If I don't sleep at least twenty hours a day, I'll die."
Shrug. It wasn’t ever cool to Lucifer, it was more of a pain than anything. It’s a shame that NOW he realizes learning sign language would have been really helpful. He makes some shapes with his hands asking if the other man had any sort of writing stuff on him. Pens, paper, anything would be nice. It’s either that or charade’s night with the family, so.
Dominick takes at least twenty minutes to try and comprehend what he's attempting to 'say'. "Oh, paper!" He dig into his satchel to see if he had any, but alas he was fresh out. He did have his wand in there, though. 'I wonder...' He thought silently to himself before conjuring an inked quail and a few sheets of paper in his bag before taking them out without the wand. "Here! Write your name!"
Cho blinked a few more times. Was this guy trying to lie to him? He was trying to lie to him. Him. CHO. A DRAGON. You don’t lie to a dragon that’s just rude as heck. That’s like. Cultural insensitivity. Or something? Cho still wasn’t completely used to human terms and phrases yet.
“Are you calling me a LIAR. Dragons don’t lie. Actually. Sometimes we do. But we also have this totally rad sense of smell. And you smell like one of those blood sucking guys who live forever. But also kind of like a human. Ergo, I’m kind of confused.” Ergo. What a good word. He’d never been able to use it before today. He was frickn PROUD. “Oh, right. Also dragons can like. Sense lies. We’re real life lie detectors.” Which was a lie.
He looks down at the dragon. Dragons are usually cool, but this guy. This guy is blowing Dominick's cover, no one's supposed to know about this shit. Believe me, it's for everyone's own protection. Otherwise, his life would be pretty awful anyways. Regardless, he tries to remain calm.
"Dragons lie all the time," Dominick tries really hard to stifle a laugh regarding the very thought of him being a vampire. They're too violent, and they always just reek of iron. Laughing comes by him easily. He doesn't believe this guy. Not to mention the dragons he was familiar with were full-blown reptiles that could trample entire cities. There should be a Godzilla series, but with dragons pillaging villages. Yes, please. "It sure is an impressive costume for one, though."
He let out a soft sound of confusion, as his hand was taken and waved, but soon he’d giggle and try to copy Dominick, though with his low motor skills or whatever idk it caused both of his hands to wave at the same time; not yet used to only moving one when waving like that. More giggles and coos would come, and he’d keep waving his arms around.
"Monkey see, monkey do I guess." He wonders if the little dear can wink, so he does so, "Your mommy is probably missing you so much right now, do you know where she went?"
“My muse?” Muse, well he didn’t quite smile but his expression definitely got a bit brighter. ”I’m a painter; freelance artist. I don’t have a lot of time for it at the moment, though.” He tilted his head, “If you’re asking about a specific person that inspires me…?”
"No, no, that's an excellent answer! I love artists! There aren't enough freelancers out there, and most of them are so under appreciated." Dominick couldn't help but frown at the admittance of lack of time for the other's craft, "What's kept you so busy?"
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Um, okay, quick how do you tell a guy you can’t talk? Try shaking your head or.. make a little x over your throat with your fingers. Yeah.
"Oh, you're mute! 'Cool!'" Dominick is trying so hard not to laugh at the fact that he's a mute and he doesn't know sign language. Dominick does, but really? He doesn't know? It's the hardknock life. For him.
"It's still lying to me."
Except this one can talk. Damn. Oh well, just smile and wave, there’s no need to be rude to a man who could be your genetic twin after he gave such a polite greeting.
"You don't need to be shy, I don't bite...much." Dominick stifled a laugh.
“Konichiwa” The brunette female greeted, yawing slightly, “Who are you?”
"Tired? I know how it is, I sleep a lot during the day too." Dominick smiled warmly, "Bonjour! I'm Dominick, and you?"
Wow, it’s almost like looking in a mirror with this guy, it’s sort of weird.
Oh my god, what if it's his twin in his past life? "Hello, there! It's nice to meet you!"
No complaints were made from the infant as he was lifted up, rather he let out louder coos and simply grabbed onto the older boy’s shirt, to make sure he wasn’t dropped. Or well, maybe it was just a reflex because he was scared; he was in some stranger’s arms.
Maybe he's being a bit too rough? Is Dominick carrying him wrong? He honestly has no idea it has been years since he's even been near such young people. Really, at the end of the day it was hard for him to be comfortable around the baby. He lightly pinched his itty bitty hand with his thumb and forefinger waving hello.
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Whoa—people. He hasn’t seen those in some time. “Hello.”
"Hello! Who are you?"