[ Mine realizes he's being immature and blaming machinery, after the fact. A glance shifting over to Nishikiyama, feeding a few more tries into the game, finds him conscious of his slip but without an excuse when the other doesn't comment. He's stoic in a different way than brooding over documents, meetings, when he's trying to grasp the gameplay.
Mine is sort of a sore loser, here. If his first try hadn't told Nishikiyama that he's a first-time player, the outcome of this second one will. ]
Alright. I got it.
[ His shoulders slump a little. Mine concentrates, holding the button down instead of pushing repeatedly for each direction. When the claw comes down, one arm jostles the plush toy Nishikiyama'd staked claim to. Though there's a wobble, it doesn't really tilt or shuffle it closer to the prize slot. Air blown out through his nostrils hints that Mine's not satisfied with his try this time, either. ]
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Mine is sort of a sore loser, here. If his first try hadn't told Nishikiyama that he's a first-time player, the outcome of this second one will. ]
Alright. I got it.
[ His shoulders slump a little. Mine concentrates, holding the button down instead of pushing repeatedly for each direction. When the claw comes down, one arm jostles the plush toy Nishikiyama'd staked claim to. Though there's a wobble, it doesn't really tilt or shuffle it closer to the prize slot. Air blown out through his nostrils hints that Mine's not satisfied with his try this time, either. ]