[ Don't mind the way Mark pales at the idea of reining in his own strength. Did I slip up does he know flits through his mind, even though he really has been trying to avoid using his powers here. But Akechi continues, and—
he's smart, so either Mark did slip up and Akechi is just waiting to spring it on him, or he's just being paranoid. And there's nothing he can do about the former, so he's just going to hope it's the latter, and he nods. ]
Right. [ He picks the first ball he sees, really not caring whether he has the same one or not. ] Right, I can do this.
[ Be normal. He can be normal — and not throw a spare, because he did not roll high enough for that. He sends the ball down the lane, really just hoping to get one side of the remaining pins (calculating the angle he'd need to get all of them is not going to happen) — and does just that, sending another three down, leaving three standing.
He turns back to Akechi, shrugging, but smiling. ]
How about seven out of ten? [ That feels... average? He wants to be average. ]
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he's smart, so either Mark did slip up and Akechi is just waiting to spring it on him, or he's just being paranoid. And there's nothing he can do about the former, so he's just going to hope it's the latter, and he nods. ]
Right. [ He picks the first ball he sees, really not caring whether he has the same one or not. ] Right, I can do this.
[ Be normal. He can be normal — and not throw a spare, because he did not roll high enough for that. He sends the ball down the lane, really just hoping to get one side of the remaining pins (calculating the angle he'd need to get all of them is not going to happen) — and does just that, sending another three down, leaving three standing.
He turns back to Akechi, shrugging, but smiling. ]
How about seven out of ten? [ That feels... average? He wants to be average. ]