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For now.

There’s still time for my army to be decimated.

[Gonna sneak a bite of salami as the board gets set]

[ he's pointing the white pieces side of the board at Kaine.

:)

and NOW he's setting up a cracker snackie. ]

Yeah, yeah...

[PAWNS??? Which of you poor fucks get to advance.

Randomly: this one]

[ this is such a nice date already AND he's being fed... he doesn't want to ruin it by bringing down swift hellfire upon Kaine's poor army. maybe he should let him wi... get close to winning? hmm.

for now he will just play.

bravely.

with a horsie out in the open now. ]

You know...

[Please. The gears in his brain are giving off smoke from thinking this hard about tiny game pieces.

Double horse!!! (stacks some fruit, cheese and meat on his cracker)]

Mmn?

[ moves pawn into murder-able range. ]

They say this place is a manifestation of dreams, but sometimes the emotions I experience here feel more realistic than they ever have before.

If you'd asked me ages ago what true happiness and love would have felt like, only parts of my answer would have been correct.

[:O I could kill this pawn

But... what if it’s a trick. What if

????????????????]

Well... You sure that’s not because you didn’t have real examples of happiness and love t’go off of?

[ he has maybe one move he could make in a turn to retaliate if you were to kill the pawn. but just one... ]

It must be. I had dreamed of this sort of thing, but it really does not compare.

[ okay he didn't exactly dream about playing chess, eating cute little Earth foods, with a soft human spider, in prison, but HOW could he have POSSIBLY imagined that. ]

[He does not trust this easy pawn. Going to try something reckless instead. Thrust his bishop deep in enemy territory]

No, it doesn’t. The real thing always feels... so much more vivid.

Even my memories of Peter’s joys aren’t the same, though they’ve always loomed in my mind.

[ he's so charmed. gonna meet your bishop with my knight in brutal battle in one turn now. ]

It makes sense, in the end.

These feelings are ours now.

[He pauses at that - struck by the simplicity of it, but also the elegant truth.

He also pauses because dammit. Stupid dead bishop.]

...Yeah. Not some outcome pushed onto us.

[ I will treat this dead bishop with all the love and respect I have for you baby ]

I despise being caged here, I truly do. But it has allowed me to gain so much of my own, as well.

[After all that, he gives up on complicated thinking and just goes for taking that pawn anyway]

Prison was always good for... private contemplation, personally. It was always other people I couldn't stand in the clink.

I've read some literature from writers in prison. Escapes of imagination and soul searching.

[ pawn... won fairly.

starts setting up a different elaborate trap though. on the other half of the board. ]

I'm starting to see where it comes from.

[ ... ]

Soul searching gets quite literal, here...

It's a bit on the nose, huh.

[He smiles a little, despite himself. Continues to push aggressively into black's territory]

Still, finding the love of your life in prison can't be common. I'd say downright miraculous.

[ being a soft baby... super effective. he can probably genuinely get the other horse whenever now GOOD WORK!!! ]

You may even win if you continue to call me things like that.

[Once again, cheating techniques that only work on Lotor. HORSE CONQUERED]

If seducing the enemy king is what it takes to win this war...

Look at you, utilizing difficult strategies for greater effect.

[ He is so proud.

His other trap is ready to spring though. Maybe he can lure something important close. Look at that tantalizing little pawn he's got out!!

Also takes another stacked cracker. ]

One day I'll have you taste the food that the Empire provided. You'll never have to fret about pleasing me again.

I want you to have the best I can give. 'Course I'm gonna sweat about it.

But your reaction's worth it.

[Fuck it, goes for the pawn. If this ends badly maybe I can keep distracting him.]

[ murmuring, musing: ]

You truly are the ideal partner for me.

[ he is going to take your soldier though. with all the love in his raisin-dried heart. ]

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[Ah... shit]

Have I mentioned how the colour of your conquering army really brings out your eyes.......

[ the laughter is starting now. ]

Have you considered surrendering to me? I'll treat your remaining soldiers gently.

But what of their tragically deformed king?

[What if: bring out the queen to play. Defend your man]

Protocol says he's to be beheaded in public with his name erased from history so that none may mourn him, but I have a much better idea.

He's been quite impressive tonight, so it's best to keep him close.

[ sacrifices a pawn... you can have that but not my useless queen man. ]

Keeping him as a trophy instead? I don't think his subjects would stand for it.

[Blaze a path of destruction, my queen]

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