[Wade's nothing if not competitive himself-- he'll be damned if he's gonna let this pointy-eared upstart block his shine-- but there's a secret part of him that feels he wouldn't feel all that put out if he did lose. Fenris's face remains as neutral as ever to the untrained eye, but there's something different about his demeanor now, a fire in his eyes that wasn't there before. It makes the game much less a power struggle and more of a friendly-- yet still rivalrous-- affair.
Wade's riding high on yet another 100 point sink, and so he doesn't really register Fenris's question until the man stops and looks at him. Flicking his eyes up to the scoreboard, Wade sees the utterly absurd number flash across the screen-- 1130-- seconds before the timer runs out with a cheerful jingle of sound. As he watches the tickets pour out of the receptacle, Wade buries his head in one hand, shoulders shaking with silent laughter.]
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Date: 2021-05-01 11:54 pm (UTC)Wade's riding high on yet another 100 point sink, and so he doesn't really register Fenris's question until the man stops and looks at him. Flicking his eyes up to the scoreboard, Wade sees the utterly absurd number flash across the screen-- 1130-- seconds before the timer runs out with a cheerful jingle of sound. As he watches the tickets pour out of the receptacle, Wade buries his head in one hand, shoulders shaking with silent laughter.]
We fucking forgot to make it two-player...