Lying and the Lying Liars Who Tell Them, Class #3

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

"Hello!" Jarod waved to the gathered students. The bandage was gone from his head, but the stitches were still visible. "Today we'll be learning about how to keep a secret, and I mean a real secret here, one that someone's life is depending on, by telling the truth."

"The kicker here is that someone will be asking you questions, trying to find out what the secret is. It's your job to answer their questions as completely as possible, but to still keep that secret. Then you'll switch. You'll each pick a secret of your own, and write it down on a piece of paper before you start. Then, your partner will write down what they think the secret is when they're finished, and show it to you. I'm trusting you to tell them if they got it right."

"Also, please feel free to have some coffee, juice, fruit, and bagels," he gestured at the table behind him.

[ooc: No Jarod until 6 pm EST, pair up and have fun!]

Comments

Re: Class Assignment

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"Because they didn't tell me?" he offered, being a smart ass. "Because there was no way that I could tell they had the upper hand when we started. I didn't figure it out until about halfway through."

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[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"Is who they were the secret?"

Re: Class Assignment

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"Not who they were. And not entirely."

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[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"Who they represented?" asked Elizabeth, frowning slightly.

Re: Class Assignment

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"No, they didn't represent anyone. It was a purely personal affair. Recreational, even. Though there were reasonably high stakes." And he snickered again.

Re: Class Assignment

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"What were the stakes then?" asked Elizabeth, definitely amused at his snickered.

Re: Class Assignment

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"The stakes were nakedness. Nudity. Declothing, even."

Re: Class Assignment

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth giggled. "Was this a game of strip poker or something?"

Re: Class Assignment

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"It was a game of strip poker, but that's not the whole secret."

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[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth shook her head, grinning. "Was the secret that you won even though you had the worst hand?" she suggested. "Or that you didn't call the pot because you all ended up in a big group orgy instead?"

Re: Class Assignment

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"Nope, and that wasn't until later," he laughed. "And I never had a chance of winning, considering who - or rather what - I was playing against."

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[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"What were you playing against?"

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[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"Telepaths. Triplet telepaths. Gorgeous though, so I didn't mind losing." He luaghed, remembering. "Never play strip poker against telepaths. Unless you want to lose."