Carlton was a lot trickier opponent than Arsonella, who would glower and gasp whenever Darren made some obnoxious move. Carlton just gave the same 'you sure you wanna do that' look, no matter what he did. "Well whatever," Darren thought as he was cornered in the center of the board, "I don't wanna be in this stupid dork society anyway, or whatever the stupid prize is."
Francesca steepled her fingers, and arched her already quite arched eyebrows. Figures it wouldn't be this easy with Greyburn, guess I'll just have to find another sexy dude. They don't all have to be good at Avant, I hope.