Mark goes from feeling cool and comfortable to his eyes widening at Akechi's observation and subsequent helpful tip. He'd been so focused on the strength with which he threw the ball — had to make sure he didn't put a hole in the lane, or in the back wall, or anywhere, really — that it's the little details that have been slipping his mind.
Like the fact that, in hindsight, Akechi has been using the same ball the entire time. What else is he missing... surely that's the only thing... ]
Okay, I think I see your point there. [ laughing, totally normal, brushing it off, totally normal. ] Let's see then...
[ He's just going to... pick the coolest-looking ball he sees, and stick with that one, then. Blue and yellow — like his costume, so, easy to remember — and a fourteen-pounder, not that he's aware of that. And then he's just going to roll it, and...
... in the gutter it goes, and he puffs out a sigh, waiting for the ball to come back. No no no, this one is his now, he can make it work...
On his second go he just sends it right down the middle, earning himself a 7-10 split in the process — but that's it for his turn, and it still was kind of(?) a successful frame for him, so. ]
Alright. I'm definitely not beating you, [ happy to concede that point already, ] but let's see if I can at least keep up now.
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Mark goes from feeling cool and comfortable to his eyes widening at Akechi's observation and subsequent helpful tip. He'd been so focused on the strength with which he threw the ball — had to make sure he didn't put a hole in the lane, or in the back wall, or anywhere, really — that it's the little details that have been slipping his mind.
Like the fact that, in hindsight, Akechi has been using the same ball the entire time. What else is he missing... surely that's the only thing... ]
Okay, I think I see your point there. [ laughing, totally normal, brushing it off, totally normal. ] Let's see then...
[ He's just going to... pick the coolest-looking ball he sees, and stick with that one, then. Blue and yellow — like his costume, so, easy to remember — and a fourteen-pounder, not that he's aware of that. And then he's just going to roll it, and...
... in the gutter it goes, and he puffs out a sigh, waiting for the ball to come back. No no no, this one is his now, he can make it work...
On his second go he just sends it right down the middle, earning himself a 7-10 split in the process — but that's it for his turn, and it still was kind of(?) a successful frame for him, so. ]
Alright. I'm definitely not beating you, [ happy to concede that point already, ] but let's see if I can at least keep up now.