[ They aren't questioning his parents' more than questionable taste in naming. Good. That helps Mikado enforce that they are Westerners, but they don't sound American. They've got weird accents and--
Shit, this isn't good. Amongst his trail of thought, he's only barely noticed that Elijah's taken his shoulder hostage. He only wants to watch, dammit! ]
Eh? Eh?! Eh?!
[ That should tell them both that he hasn't ever played Fives-- let alone come into contact with darts. If Elijah's supposedly the worst, then he's met his match.
"No, I don't want to play," doesn't seem like an acceptable answer here. The thought of having to take hold of something that looks so dangerous and weapon-y makes his stomach flip-- he's fearing for the worst. He swallows; he (reluctantly) gets himself a dart with a shaky hand; he closes his eyes, then throws.
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Shit, this isn't good. Amongst his trail of thought, he's only barely noticed that Elijah's taken his shoulder hostage. He only wants to watch, dammit! ]
Eh? Eh?! Eh?!
[ That should tell them both that he hasn't ever played Fives-- let alone come into contact with darts. If Elijah's supposedly the worst, then he's met his match.
"No, I don't want to play," doesn't seem like an acceptable answer here. The thought of having to take hold of something that looks so dangerous and weapon-y makes his stomach flip-- he's fearing for the worst. He swallows; he (reluctantly) gets himself a dart with a shaky hand; he closes his eyes, then throws.
May the lawn dart gods be with him. ]