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Faye Valentine. What were you thinking?

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Where's the cube.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Still staring at it while walking.]

For how long did she have it?

Where's the cube.

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

Only for a few minutes.

[Just staring at the cube. How did she do it?]

Where's the cube.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

... Do you think it was what she drank?

Where's the cube.

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[He'd probably feel better if he could blame the drink.]

I'm positive she would have been able to complete it even without the drink's influence.

[Hands it over to Caspian. Do with it what you will.]

Where's the cube.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Just blame the drink. He takes the cube and ponders mixing it up all over again to start from scratch like an honorable problem solver.]

I'll be sure to tell Doctor House...

[That might be a bad idea too though.]

Where's the cube.

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

You should ask Lucy first.

[Even if he can't beat Lucy's time, he can still attempt to beat Caspian's.]

Where's the cube.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

I think I will try to solve it on my own first. He doesn't like me very much, it would be a small victory.

[He's already sure he'd beat Peter's time.]

Where's the cube.

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

He doesn't think you'll be able to solve it?

[Caspian has a two day head handicap. Peter can totally do this.]

Where's the cube.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

Certainly. And I think I will solve it before you do.

[Outright challenge time thanks.]

Where's the cube.

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[Oh, you did not.]

Would you like to put that to the test?

Where's the cube.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

I would.

[Confident Caspian is confident.]

Where's the cube.

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[So is Peter.]

All right. I've already spent a day, and you've taken three days. Would you like to attempt first?

Where's the cube.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Completed cube in hand, he waves it at Peter but keeps it out of reach for now.]

You haven't announced any stakes.

Where's the cube.

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[Arms crossed.]

It isn't enough to win?

Where's the cube.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Snort.]

So this is about bragging rights?

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[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

It's about completing the cube.

[Bragging rights are just a fine addition.]

Where's the cube.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

You always did think you were better than me.

[He means that in a completely friendly competitive manner.]

Where's the cube.

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

I never said that.

[He might have thought it once or twice. Or a few times.]

Where's the cube.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

You never said it.

[Likewise of course, but they're talking about Peter here.]

Where's the cube.

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[He's not answering that.]

Do you want the first go at the cube?

Where's the cube.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Oh yeah that Caspian, he's got wicked style. He eyes Peter for a moment, then mixes that cube up so fast it's turned sideways and upside down and the lion knows what. He presents it to Peter in its mixed state.]

Here.

Where's the cube.

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[It'll be even more wicked when it's complete. Peter accepts the cube.]

I'll start it in the morning.

Where's the cube.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[And that will be when? He doesn't let go of it yet and considers Peter for a moment.]

All right then.

[Relinquishing the cube, still confident.]

Where's the cube.

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[Maybe a week or so! Wipe that grin off your face.]

Where's the cube.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Hell naw grin stays.]