|& 02 - audio ||
[Silence is golden, or the inevitable result when a fifteen year-old social recluse (by design, not choice) realises he might have a whole network of people listening to him.
But Eliot has been here a week and figures it is time to Do Something (tm) about.
And by that, he means find Fiona and there is only one way to lure his sister out: Competition.]
Being a leptotyphlops, I'm not surprised you missed the Call.
[He pauses to let that sink in.
When Fiona does not speak up and say that any serpentine deafness on her part can be blamed on exposure to his robustious bravurian desecrations, he readies another try.]
Or maybe it's because a cylindraspis peltastes can't move fast enough to beat me here.
[When she does not shoot back that his head would be harder than any tortoise shell, he gives up the round. That makes two points for Eliot in vocabulary insult, with her in absentia.]
Guess the lepus callotis wins in the end.
[That wasn't very challenging - he did not even have to stray from the animal category to win.]
But Eliot has been here a week and figures it is time to Do Something (tm) about.
And by that, he means find Fiona and there is only one way to lure his sister out: Competition.]
Being a leptotyphlops, I'm not surprised you missed the Call.
[He pauses to let that sink in.
When Fiona does not speak up and say that any serpentine deafness on her part can be blamed on exposure to his robustious bravurian desecrations, he readies another try.]
Or maybe it's because a cylindraspis peltastes can't move fast enough to beat me here.
[When she does not shoot back that his head would be harder than any tortoise shell, he gives up the round. That makes two points for Eliot in vocabulary insult, with her in absentia.]
Guess the lepus callotis wins in the end.
[That wasn't very challenging - he did not even have to stray from the animal category to win.]