Mm, learning is fun. Getting wrecked feels bad, sure, but I'm enough of an adult that I understand you're a little better than me. So I'll work on it. Everything through practice, yeah? And I get to take some time off with you as a bonus!
[She sees that initial look as Junna moves around the table, and giggles softly. But before she can throw out a quip, she sees that darker turn, and she checks a bit. It was on the nose, and now that she's looking for it, she's starting to understand the look she's seeing. Junna's thinking about it. Overthinking about it, maybe, but either way, she should probably cut that off. It's fine if the hydra of responsibility presents itself, you just need more and capable hands to slay it, right? She opens her mouth to say something to that effect-
and Junna shoots, the cue ball pops, and Lisa's startled by the solid thunk of the ball as it hits the wooden frame of the table as it rolls. She's not even thinking to catch it; instead instincts from Rhodonite assert themselves, and she jumps back lightly, gently bumping into an open patch of wall as she lands. The ball falls to the ground, not having been at risk of hitting her in the first place, but... that's not how combat reflexes work. Oops. She does see the eyebrow twitch, though, and thinks better of laughing, sympathetic smile on her face as she bends to pick it up.]
I said I would need at least one or two of those to have a fighting chance. That's one. If I keep running my mouth while you're shooting I might come back that way, but that'd feel mean. [She pauses, a more serious, worried frown on her lips for a moment.] You okay? I'm not psychoanalyzing you on purpose, I promise, but it's... kinda part of the deal. So I know it's gonna be a little hard on you.
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[She sees that initial look as Junna moves around the table, and giggles softly. But before she can throw out a quip, she sees that darker turn, and she checks a bit. It was on the nose, and now that she's looking for it, she's starting to understand the look she's seeing. Junna's thinking about it. Overthinking about it, maybe, but either way, she should probably cut that off. It's fine if the hydra of responsibility presents itself, you just need more and capable hands to slay it, right? She opens her mouth to say something to that effect-
and Junna shoots, the cue ball pops, and Lisa's startled by the solid thunk of the ball as it hits the wooden frame of the table as it rolls. She's not even thinking to catch it; instead instincts from Rhodonite assert themselves, and she jumps back lightly, gently bumping into an open patch of wall as she lands. The ball falls to the ground, not having been at risk of hitting her in the first place, but... that's not how combat reflexes work. Oops. She does see the eyebrow twitch, though, and thinks better of laughing, sympathetic smile on her face as she bends to pick it up.]
I said I would need at least one or two of those to have a fighting chance. That's one. If I keep running my mouth while you're shooting I might come back that way, but that'd feel mean. [She pauses, a more serious, worried frown on her lips for a moment.] You okay? I'm not psychoanalyzing you on purpose, I promise, but it's... kinda part of the deal. So I know it's gonna be a little hard on you.