"That's right! You have to describe it. But if you and the storyteller disagree, you roll the dice, and whoever gets higher wins."
This wasn't much of an obstacle when you were reasonably competent at sleight of hand, she figured. It'd be something to practise, anyway. Sensing that Buttercup was interested, she went in for the kill. "Mister Uta said he'd be the storyteller. So will you play with me?"
"Great!" She clapped her hands together in sharp excitement. "You need to take a notebook and pencil, and if you have any dice, those too. I'll find you after we stop and mister Uta's gotten his storybook."
That was everything, right? Yeah.
"I'll leave you alone. Come talk to me at dinner, okay?"
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This wasn't much of an obstacle when you were reasonably competent at sleight of hand, she figured. It'd be something to practise, anyway. Sensing that Buttercup was interested, she went in for the kill. "Mister Uta said he'd be the storyteller. So will you play with me?"
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Especially when she had learned dice off some of the most unscrupulous sailors in Gauig. She had some tricks up her sleeves fo sure.
"Yes. I will be playing."
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That was everything, right? Yeah.
"I'll leave you alone. Come talk to me at dinner, okay?"
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"I will be finding you." She wasn't hard to find, even in a crowded place like the dining carriage.