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"That was 8 seconds. Not ten."
"That was 8 seconds. Not ten."
"Good. Now you." She pushed it towards him.
He did it in 10 seconds.
(for the book thingy)
His finger landed on Britain.
"Marmite," Nyx said firmly.
"Britain." He answered correctly
Nyx sighed. "You're too good at this."
"I've been literally everywhere, dear." He said
"Even the moon?" Her eyes began to sparkle, and a sly smile tugged at the corners of her mouth.
"Yes. Even the moon." He stated.
"Any other… places in the solar system?"
"Everywhere, dear."
She smiled. "Then put the book away and we'll play another game."
He does so
"Right." She leaned towards him slightly. "We're gonna go on a trip in a rocket."
"Childish, much?"
She raised her eyebrows and sat back, stung. "It was a game Seven made up, okay? I haven't played it in years and years, and I just thought it would be nice to play it again…" Her lashes dipped. "We don't have to play it if you don't want to."
"No, it's fine!!" He said
She closed her eyes, more hurt than she cared to admit. "It's all right if you don't want to."
"I actually want to, dear. I haven't acted childish since Satan knows when!"
She opened one eyes. "Since what now?"
"Satan. You know, the Devil."
She tilted her head. "Oh, like from Christianity." Anne had never instructed them in religion; what Nyx knew about religion was what she'd picked up in the years since she'd been out of the lab.
Vozreal just groaned. He knew that God existed, since God was the one to cast him out. But he didn't have to like him
Nyx surveyed him curiously. "What?"
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