The New Headquarters of Leverage, Inc, (The Apartment Above Lukes), Saturday Night

[age_of_the_geek]

Hardison always loved his partners. But sometimes he loved them extra. Like right now, when they were indulging him in one of his favorite non-computer and non-bedroom pastimes: good, old-fashioned, pen-and-paper style D&D. 5th Edition had come out awhile ago, but Hardison had been so soured by 4th Ed that he'd refused to even acknowledge it. But

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[whoisalicewhite]

"How awesome of a thief am I, and what is my pretend-name?" Parker asked, bouncing a little, then stuffing a handful of Doritos in her mouth.

[vdistinctive]

Eliot was peering at the dice. "The hell is all this for? What's wrong with just a nice, normal pair of dice?"

He wasn't trying to be difficult. (He didn't have to try.) This made Hardison happy, so he was willing to try it.

But why did all of Hardison's hobbies have to be so complicated?

[age_of_the_geek]

Because Hardison was a genius and he required complicated activities to engage his brain.

"You need different kinda dice to represent different probabilities," Hardison said patiently. "Different probabilities represent various skill levels. You can roll a much better result with 3d12 than you can with 1d6, you know what I mean?"

Probably not, Hardison, no, because you'd lapsed back into geek speak again.

"An' babe, this is a chance for you to be anythin' you want. You don't have to be a thief if you don't wanna. So, what do you wanna be if you could be anythin'?"

[whoisalicewhite]

"A magic pony."

Yup, she wanted to be Pinkie.

"Is that one of the options?"