[It's certainly good not to feel such a chaotic mess from Miles's direction. Last time had been interesting to say the least. They don't really have a good track record: she predicted his death when they first met and then later had to psychically knock him out for his own sake. Whoops.
Fortunately it doesn't seem like there are hard feelings.]
I'm trying to figure out the easiest way to get that. [She points at the prizes booth to a pile of these. Naturally, as something super adorable it's going to take a lot of tickets to buy one.] I have heard of boardwalks but I've never been to one. I don't know most of these games.
[ miles's grin sharpens and he adjusts his hold on the rifle, weighing it in his hands. ]
Projectile weapons. How quaint.
[ he turns swiftly to point it at the doubtlessly rigged targets and takes three carefully-aimed shots -- he's already a decent enough marksman, even if he's far more accustomed to energy weapons -- but the boost from wanda's powers certainly doesn't hurt. the bbs ping neatly off each target, knocking them back, and miles pulls back the rifle with a triumphant smirk, blowing off imaginary smoke from the top of the barrel. the person manning the game looks a little sour about it. ]
[This game is totally rigged. Two of the targets don't want to slide back even at a direct hit, but Wanda senses the resistance and twitches a finger to "encourage" them.
Take that, Cheater Booth Man. Her grin is a little sharp.]
A complete victory. [He gets the gist of it and hands her a wad of tickets. Excellent. One step closer to that dragon, but not quite enough.
Wanda glances around. What about that skee ball contraption?]
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Fortunately it doesn't seem like there are hard feelings.]
I'm trying to figure out the easiest way to get that. [She points at the prizes booth to a pile of these. Naturally, as something super adorable it's going to take a lot of tickets to buy one.] I have heard of boardwalks but I've never been to one. I don't know most of these games.
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I've been to places like this once or twice, on summer visits along the coast. I think the general principle is the same.
[ he picks up the bb gun obviously intended to knock down a few targets and flashes her a grin. ]
Rigged as all hell, but let's see what we can do, eh?
[ he will win her that toy. that's as good as saying sorry, right ]
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It might be easier than you think.
[She flashes him a grin. She won't say it, not when someone else might overhear them, but she's totally got your back on this, Miles.]
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Projectile weapons. How quaint.
[ he turns swiftly to point it at the doubtlessly rigged targets and takes three carefully-aimed shots -- he's already a decent enough marksman, even if he's far more accustomed to energy weapons -- but the boost from wanda's powers certainly doesn't hurt. the bbs ping neatly off each target, knocking them back, and miles pulls back the rifle with a triumphant smirk, blowing off imaginary smoke from the top of the barrel. the person manning the game looks a little sour about it. ]
I'd call that a victory, wouldn't you, Wanda?
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Take that, Cheater Booth Man. Her grin is a little sharp.]
A complete victory. [He gets the gist of it and hands her a wad of tickets. Excellent. One step closer to that dragon, but not quite enough.
Wanda glances around. What about that skee ball contraption?]
That one can't be bad.
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Oh, that thing? You might even be able to win that without your powers, depending on how heavily it's rigged. Sometimes they're not bad at all.