“Whoa! Radical. It’s a bodacious metal babe. Check out these new metal riffs.”
Brash smashes the top two strings, four fingers together. His pinky is one string below the top. He strums fast but accurately, not playing his usual bubbly solos. Now the music has a dark tone and seems more chromatic... A sound which almost sounds like Arabic music with a dark, grinding tone.
Occasionally the guitar howls as he pinches harmonic notes on his strings. Suddenly he seems carried away with music, hands darting up and down the fretboard and its boxed off strings.
(Romance, after he snaps out of his solo and remembers she’s there.)
Brash smashes the top two strings, four fingers together. His pinky is one string below the top. He strums fast but accurately, not playing his usual bubbly solos. Now the music has a dark tone and seems more chromatic... A sound which almost sounds like Arabic music with a dark, grinding tone.
Occasionally the guitar howls as he pinches harmonic notes on his strings. Suddenly he seems carried away with music, hands darting up and down the fretboard and its boxed off strings.
(Romance, after he snaps out of his solo and remembers she’s there.)
"she listens to classical actually. i on the other hand..i do metal."
"I appreciate metal, but I'm not into women, and not currently looking anyway. Pass... but nothing personal, you're certainly a cool person."
“It’s a pass from me. I’m just not interested...If you want to be friends, though.”
"I'll have to pass. You sound like a great person but I'm not into girls..."
"I'm going to pass, but if you're into partying we could totally be friends."
“If it’s a party you’re looking for, there’s one happening at my place this weekend. You’re invited if you wish to come. Call me.” (romance)
"You seem like a fairly interesting person and all, but I..." She struggled trying to get the words out. Camila had a hard time delivering this kind of news to people. "I'll have to pass. So sorry!"
“Pass. Sorry but you seem a bit.... Ah it doesn’t matter. You’re cute, though.”
He chuckled.
pass
He chuckled.
pass
"You'd be my type, if you were a gal. Sorry, lad. Pass."
The young woman eyed over what she saw, sizing up what was in front of her. With no threat to be seen, she relaxes. “Miss....You seem like a good person, but I must respectfully pass.”
The duergar rubbed her chin thoughtfully before coming to a conclusion with a nod of her head. "Thou art worthy of mine affections."
"I'm sorry, but you're not really my type. Pass."
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