But maybe they're doomed forever to same bantering dynamics — Oz always goading him forward, only to be outdistanced by Elliot, dead-set on proving his value in this strange, strange universe with the talking microwaves and its kooky cerebral games.
Quick as a lark, he steals himself his second win without much effort, making an obtusely pedantic gesture to check his (invisible) watch as Oz paddles his way into last place. ]
Since I'm nothing but considerate, I think we should even out the score. It wouldn't be fun if I won so easily. Does two-two sound alright with you? This will be the last race.
[ Repeating his prior motion in the prior two matches, he raises himself to his full height, stretching unnecessarily while grinning away like the fucking lunatic he is. ]
I thought you wanted to count together. It was for your own benefit, Vessalius. It'd be humiliating if someone caught us here reciting numbers like a bunch of blathering schoolchildren, but if it means that much to you, I'll oblige just this once. Hurry up already.
[ A beat passes, and then, insipidly spoken: ]
In return, let's make this a punishment game. Whoever loses has to obey the other's orders for an entire day. That's fine with you, isn't it?
[ IF HE PLAYS HIS CARDS RIGHT, HE CAN LITERALLY MAKE OZ KISS HIS SHOES (GROSS) AND TAKE OVER BOTH THEIR SHIFTS WHILE HE GOES OUT TO THE STORE JUST IN TIME FOR THE SUPPOSED ARRIVAL OF THE HOLY KNIGHT SERIES TO SHIP IN ... ]
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But maybe they're doomed forever to same bantering dynamics — Oz always goading him forward, only to be outdistanced by Elliot, dead-set on proving his value in this strange, strange universe with the talking microwaves and its kooky cerebral games.
Quick as a lark, he steals himself his second win without much effort, making an obtusely pedantic gesture to check his (invisible) watch as Oz paddles his way into last place. ]
Since I'm nothing but considerate, I think we should even out the score. It wouldn't be fun if I won so easily. Does two-two sound alright with you? This will be the last race.
[ Repeating his prior motion in the prior two matches, he raises himself to his full height, stretching unnecessarily while grinning away like the fucking lunatic he is. ]
I thought you wanted to count together. It was for your own benefit, Vessalius. It'd be humiliating if someone caught us here reciting numbers like a bunch of blathering schoolchildren, but if it means that much to you, I'll oblige just this once. Hurry up already.
[ A beat passes, and then, insipidly spoken: ]
In return, let's make this a punishment game. Whoever loses has to obey the other's orders for an entire day. That's fine with you, isn't it?
[ IF HE PLAYS HIS CARDS RIGHT, HE CAN LITERALLY MAKE OZ KISS HIS SHOES (GROSS) AND TAKE OVER BOTH THEIR SHIFTS WHILE HE GOES OUT TO THE STORE JUST IN TIME FOR THE SUPPOSED ARRIVAL OF THE HOLY KNIGHT SERIES TO SHIP IN ... ]