Who would have thought Dex would end up running into a bunch of nerdy math dragons? (A bunch of dragon poindexters, one might have said.) More than that, who knew he’d fit in so well among them all? He watched as one bright yellow dragon set up what looked like a complicate equation on a chalkboard. Sin(42069)2 + cos(42069)2 Then they turned to face the crowd. "The answer? Anyone?"
Dex listened for a moment, his eyes flicking off to the side the same way they did before he threw something and his fingers twitching at his sides. “One,” he announced.
The dragon thumped their tail in pleasure. ”Correct!” They wrote out another equation which Dex solved quickly as well.
After a few equations, it would become clear that somehow the former FBI agent was ridiculously good at even the most complicated mathematical equations, solving most of them in his head rather than needing a pencil and piece of paper. To anyone asking how, he’d explain. “You’d be surprised how much math is required for you to know when you’re a sniper.”
Pretty soon he had a group of dragons of all shapes, sizes, and colors asking him all sorts of questions. ”Do it again! Do it again!” They’d exclaim every time he got one right. Apparently, the nerdy math dragons loved this strange Star Child and the way his mind worked.
After a certain point, he needed a break, so he’d point to the nearest Star Child. “Now ask them one.” Sorry, random person he may or may not know, you’re now up to bat to do an equation based off of algebra, geometry, or calculus.
Later on, he was given his reward for solving a large number of equations in the form of a trinket. It was a pair of purple dragon horns that he was assuming had been shed like a pair of antlers and not taken from a dead one. He picked it up, trying to figure out how this related to mathematics at all when it suddenly hit him. He smiled and turned to the person next to him in excitement. “Oh my God. Do you know what this is?”
Off To The Races
Later on, Dex would be observing the races quite intently, trying to figure out the exact angles that were going on to allow one dragon or winged individual to win over the others. He was very quiet during this time and it was hard to get his attention with how focused his attention was. Eventually, he came to a decision. The plush would be his.
“Hold this.” He abruptly handed off the dragon horns that he’d gotten to the nearest person. When transformed into a dragon, he turned out to be a rather ferocious-looking large blue one. He’d wait patiently for anyone to come along to challenge him for a race. Or someone could just talk to him before or after one while he was still in dragon form.
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Benjamin "Dex" Poindexter | MCU | Myth | Current character
Who would have thought Dex would end up running into a bunch of nerdy math dragons? (A bunch of dragon poindexters, one might have said.) More than that, who knew he’d fit in so well among them all? He watched as one bright yellow dragon set up what looked like a complicate equation on a chalkboard. Sin(42069)2 + cos(42069)2 Then they turned to face the crowd. "The answer? Anyone?"
Dex listened for a moment, his eyes flicking off to the side the same way they did before he threw something and his fingers twitching at his sides. “One,” he announced.
The dragon thumped their tail in pleasure. ”Correct!” They wrote out another equation which Dex solved quickly as well.
After a few equations, it would become clear that somehow the former FBI agent was ridiculously good at even the most complicated mathematical equations, solving most of them in his head rather than needing a pencil and piece of paper. To anyone asking how, he’d explain. “You’d be surprised how much math is required for you to know when you’re a sniper.”
Pretty soon he had a group of dragons of all shapes, sizes, and colors asking him all sorts of questions. ”Do it again! Do it again!” They’d exclaim every time he got one right. Apparently, the nerdy math dragons loved this strange Star Child and the way his mind worked.
After a certain point, he needed a break, so he’d point to the nearest Star Child. “Now ask them one.” Sorry, random person he may or may not know, you’re now up to bat to do an equation based off of algebra, geometry, or calculus.
Later on, he was given his reward for solving a large number of equations in the form of a trinket. It was a pair of purple dragon horns that he was assuming had been shed like a pair of antlers and not taken from a dead one. He picked it up, trying to figure out how this related to mathematics at all when it suddenly hit him. He smiled and turned to the person next to him in excitement. “Oh my God. Do you know what this is?”
Off To The Races
Later on, Dex would be observing the races quite intently, trying to figure out the exact angles that were going on to allow one dragon or winged individual to win over the others. He was very quiet during this time and it was hard to get his attention with how focused his attention was. Eventually, he came to a decision. The plush would be his.
“Hold this.” He abruptly handed off the dragon horns that he’d gotten to the nearest person. When transformed into a dragon, he turned out to be a rather ferocious-looking large blue one. He’d wait patiently for anyone to come along to challenge him for a race. Or someone could just talk to him before or after one while he was still in dragon form.
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