[By now, Abel's gotten more than just the gist of what's going on - and has basically come to terms with the fact that it might not end right away. But as terrifying as potentially blurting out even more of the truth is, he still has more important matters to attend to
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[She looks up from where she's lounging, twisting to see it upright even though she was lying on her back.]
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It's a fun game! Do you want to try? We'd only need a couple players.
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I'll try it.
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[...Not that he sounds all that surprised by her agreement. Setting his notepad aside, Abel begins to stretch, first one arm, then the other.]
So, I guess you need to know the rules, first?
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[She beams, her tail wagging as she pillows her chin on her arms. Abel was always a good source of learning new games.]
Mm!
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Well, then - let's see! Ah, the object of the game, essentially, is to act out an idea using only gestures. You're not allowed to talk at all! And whoever isn't having a turn acting silly - it's their job to guess what you're trying to say.
That simple enough, right?
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Mm! [A quick nod.] That seems simple enough. It is definitely not a game I've heard of before.
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Do your best, Abel!
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Of course! I always do.
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Sitting back, her ears flick forward as she keeps both hands out in front of her, still holding the invisible thing.]
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Now, what on earth does that mean?]
Ah, are you hitting something? Is Ammy a lumberjack?
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Oh, fishing! Ammy's gone fishing!
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Correct! Abel did a good job, I think!
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That makes it my turn, now.
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