audio | un: sparkler

[flashystyle]

[Amid the sounds of the Institute break room comes the noise of a crisp bagel being buttered, followed by a particularly bored drawl. With little elaboration to where this is coming from, a clearly very hard at work Dorian simply asks:]

Three points per round, and the first to three rounds wins. Foul for rhetoric, repetition, synonyms, and statements. No non sequiturs. Now, is anyone up for a game of questions?

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[taryon]

I'm afraid I don't understand.

[ Dammit Taryon. ]

[flashystyle]

[Dammit Tayron, you beautiful angel. He almost feels bad. Almost.]

Foul - statement. Point to Dorian. What's so difficult about answering questions with questions?

[taryon]

Oh! So it's—

[ Wait, he has to ask a question. And he can't use rhetoric. It all makes sense now. ]

It's— as simple as that?

[ The urge to follow this with a declaration is so strong... ]

[flashystyle]

[Ah, there he goes. Dorian grins, leaning his chin into his had.]

Should I go easy on you?

[taryon]

[ He almost just says "no" but catches himself and turns the nnn into a d. ]

Don't you think I've got the hang of it now?

[flashystyle]

Do you think you could best me?