[ roxana is in the arcade. she's playing skeeiball, and the vibe is satisfied because almost every ball she flings up the lane is at least a 30 or higher. ]
It's the hair, isn't it? Always thought I'd look ridiculous with long hair.
[ he's clearly being a little bit of a ham - there's a twinkle in his eyes, a quirk to his smile as he takes the ball. ]
Alright. May well give it a shot, then. Wish me luck. [ so! he takes aim! steps back a bit, and then goes to roll the skeeball! aiming for a high number, his goes to the
absolute lowest one, and he grimaces as it rolls pathetically in the hole. ] .... Harder than I thought.
[ sometimes one of your canon voice lines is THIS BETTER HIT ]
I'd hate to steal your look - it'd be impossible to replicate. [ there's like this faint emotion of a nose wrinkle because he thinks about louis. yuck. it's easy teasing in return though, playfully overexaggerated, and he sighs and picks up a different ball to try again, aiming.
there's faint curiosity as he glances over, interest too; ] You're quite well versed in weaponry, Roxana.
[ not like it's surprising but just like. respect. damn girl. skeeball time... he rolls the ball again, this time trying not to overdo it - managing a twenty, which is marginally better than the first. he winces, laughing. ]
Too right! Well, I'll not be winning anyone any prizes anytime soon, but that's a better shot than prior.
week 5, tuesday
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when she finishes out a row of skeeballs, strohl claps politely from behind her from where he was observing. ]
Aim of a marksman, Roxana! Well done.
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[ she takes a step back. ]
Would you like to try?
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[ he says with a laugh, eyeing the skeeballs. amused. ]
I could certainly try, though. What's the point - to get as many points as you can?
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[ there's some faint amusement. ]
Yes. It's straightforward once you get used to how the ball bounces off the ledge.
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[ he's clearly being a little bit of a ham - there's a twinkle in his eyes, a quirk to his smile as he takes the ball. ]
Alright. May well give it a shot, then. Wish me luck. [ so! he takes aim! steps back a bit, and then goes to roll the skeeball! aiming for a high number, his goes to the
absolute lowest one, and he grimaces as it rolls pathetically in the hole. ] .... Harder than I thought.
[ sometimes one of your canon voice lines is THIS BETTER HIT ]
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[ some people say that's the color of evil. obviously she says with a hint of teasing.
STROHL... I BELIEVE IN YOU.... there is a small blip of amusement from roxana. ]
Much like with beginning to use any weapon, it takes some practice.
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I'd hate to steal your look - it'd be impossible to replicate. [ there's like this faint emotion of a nose wrinkle because he thinks about louis. yuck. it's easy teasing in return though, playfully overexaggerated, and he sighs and picks up a different ball to try again, aiming.
there's faint curiosity as he glances over, interest too; ] You're quite well versed in weaponry, Roxana.
[ not like it's surprising but just like. respect. damn girl. skeeball time... he rolls the ball again, this time trying not to overdo it - managing a twenty, which is marginally better than the first. he winces, laughing. ]
Too right! Well, I'll not be winning anyone any prizes anytime soon, but that's a better shot than prior.
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[ she is so unserious about this even if she believes what she's saying is true. ]
You shouldn't be surprised to hear that the better anyone in my family was at weapons, the more favor they received, so I had to be.
[ sometimes, life is that way.... but she nods at strohl's better score. ]
Not to sound trite, but as long as you're having fun with them, that's a better prize. The toys that are to be won may not be worth all their tickets.