[ Thus far, Eris has been incredibly dull, rather under-performing by way of destinations. Tragically, the majority of the people Bond's run into since his arrival have followed suit, creating something of a bland and unappealing pallor over the whole experience.
On the bright side, he isn't losing. A few hours at the tables getting to know the room is a small price to pay for the advantage it sure to give him later. ]
Finally, some real competition. [ It's mused quietly, and with utter sincerity, in that very proper British accent. There's value in diversity, when nine-and-a-half out of ten people seem to take the path of least resistance.
Bond smiles ever so thinly and tips his head in the direction of Mabel's sweater. He's yet to find a proper suit, so... ] I appreciate the added color.
[ He offers his hand across to her. ] My name's Bond. James Bond.
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On the bright side, he isn't losing. A few hours at the tables getting to know the room is a small price to pay for the advantage it sure to give him later. ]
Finally, some real competition. [ It's mused quietly, and with utter sincerity, in that very proper British accent. There's value in diversity, when nine-and-a-half out of ten people seem to take the path of least resistance.
Bond smiles ever so thinly and tips his head in the direction of Mabel's sweater. He's yet to find a proper suit, so... ] I appreciate the added color.
[ He offers his hand across to her. ] My name's Bond. James Bond.