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Genos: I really wanted a fight...but I guess I'll settle for this...
I would, but this needs to finish quickly.
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Genos: I really wanted a fight...but I guess I'll settle for this...
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Genos: Rock.
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Genos: Ready?
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Genos: ooh! Ooh! I am!
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It was fifth grade. That stuff was child's play. Like, questions I got wrong were reiterations of questions directly before them, but bigger, and several times I got those wrong. That disappointed me greatly. I'm sure I should have had enough logic to extrapolate the answer.
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-Anna- Okay then! I bet every point I have to you, Tempo, on the game Rock, Paper, Scissors. *plays scissor when they do it*
So apparently we found all my old stuff from the time I was in outside school. It made me sad, because in almost every maths homework assignment I got 1 or 2 questions wrong. On another note, I previously thought that I wasn't considered as notably smart back in those days, but the image of me in a comic drawn to describe the class depicted me as smart. Huh.
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-Anna- Okay! But, um, how will this work? Do I just bet and play and it automatically transfers if I lose?
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Oh. Right. *facepalms*
-Anna- *laughs* Well, I'll do scissor, I guess. Or maybe rock. Hmm... No, scissor.
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-Anna- Huh.
But there's a one third chance she'll win.