[Whoa, her eyes actually sparkled! That was...pretty cool. Fresh even.]
How did you do that with your eyes?
[The best he can guess is some kind of special contacts. And if so, he wants the brand. He has some outfits that kind of thing would go great with.]
[Anyway, he follows close, keeping alert until they're safely in a room. After Julie goes in, he follows, waking backwards. He takes one more look down the hall, left, than right. All clear. He shuts the door firmly, checking that it's all the way shut before moving to sit on the bed and clears his throat.]
It's called Turf War. The sport, I mean. Two teams of four Inkfish start on opposite sides of an arena and see how much turf they can cover with their team's color of ink in three minutes. The team that covers the most turf wins.
[He taps his finger on his knee. Oh, right, he's had to explain this before, just...]
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How did you do that with your eyes?
[The best he can guess is some kind of special contacts. And if so, he wants the brand. He has some outfits that kind of thing would go great with.]
[Anyway, he follows close, keeping alert until they're safely in a room. After Julie goes in, he follows, waking backwards. He takes one more look down the hall, left, than right. All clear. He shuts the door firmly, checking that it's all the way shut before moving to sit on the bed and clears his throat.]
It's called Turf War. The sport, I mean. Two teams of four Inkfish start on opposite sides of an arena and see how much turf they can cover with their team's color of ink in three minutes. The team that covers the most turf wins.
[He taps his finger on his knee. Oh, right, he's had to explain this before, just...]
I'm an Inkfish. Um, in case that wasn't clear.