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54th Appetizer

[Action for Karl/Saya; Text for the network]

Black knight to White Queen. Be happy. I could make it 'Black King to White Queen' instead, but I do so hate for a game to end too quickly. I'll lessen the check-mate to a simple check.

I believe it's your turn now~.

[ooc: Rido will be careful not to have his environment displayed on the network. No polices. >.> Any responses have the option of requesting a change to video or audio. He might not comply though, depending on who it is.]

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[Was that an emphasis on Queen?]

You're playing a game? With whom?

Chess... you're familiar with the game?

[The warehouse is a low musty place. Completely dark. But Karl's oversensitized vision can discern multicolored outlines; hear the surrounding rustles and gurgles.

On the concrete floor, Saya lies on her side. She seems to be dreaming; she tics and twitches, sighing and murmuring. Nothing he can make sense of. But he suspects she's awakening.

Wonderful.

With an eager hand, Karl smoothes her hair back. Her pink lipstick seems out of place on such a pale, tense face. He can hear her heart racing.]

~Saya?

Won't you open your eyes? This place is hardly fitting for a Queen. But it'll do, it'll do. We'll repaint it a fresh blood red. Just like in Vietnam, hm...?

[His rolling chuckle echoes off the walls. Under his smoothing palm, Saya stirs again.]

Familiar, yes. It is not my favorite game, however.

And why's that... don't have a mind for strategy?

Chess is a game for Kings... or do you identify more with the lower pieces?

I have a fine mind for strategy, but I dislike games. I am a Chevalier, bound to my Queen by bonds you can't understand.

I do not play with my Queen.

No, I don't understand.

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Tell me, 'Chevalier'... how does a knight lose his Queen~?

Mmh?

[Drowsy. So very drowsy. All she honestly wants to do is lay and sleep. She'd fought off the lethargy as long as she could but in the end, she had had to succumb.

She woke more fully at the touch of Karl's hand, lids fluttering open over the deep maroon of her eyes. Her limbs feel stiff and there is a soft groan as she begins to rise up on flattened palms.]

... Karl?

She may be captured.

Dare I ask?

[Karl is ecstatic when she speaks. Finally. Another moment, and he would've resorted to shaking her awake. He's waited too long to excercise restraint anymore. His eyes glow; bright red in the gloom. His smile is a sinister white crescent moon.]

I'm honored you remember me, Saya. But why shouldn't you? We're a pair, you and I. Both abandoned by our families. Alone in our own world, and in this one.

[He extends a hand, as if to gallantly help her rise. But his voice is dark with menace.]

~Come now. I believe we have a dance to finish?

Edited 2012-03-20 03:09 (UTC)

Really. Not sure?

Why Luke... it's been forever.

I have suspicions.

In my opinion, not long enough.

Now you see, this is why I have to find others to play with.

And what might those be~?

Understandable; way up there on the high horse, you must get lonely.

[She hears him, she understands him but she's not quit comprehending him. Not until he emphasizes the word 'dance'.

Then she looks up from her position still situated on her knees and fixes a stern look on her face. She's quickly coming to now.]

Is that what this is all about? That?

[You're really starting to grate on her last nerve now, Karl. Saya's done her best not to hurt the Chevalier, she's done her best to avoid him. She hid with Haji rather than fight back before.

Now though there's no Haji around and she's even without a weapon. And having him sink to these depths, employing others to get at her...
She grits her teeth.]

Why can't you understand. Vietnam wasn't me. That was this... beast inside of me.

[He watches the rage gather in her eyes. A roiling red thunderstorm. A delighted shiver passes through him. But at her angry protest, he freezes.]

Wasn't you?

[It's an incredulous growl.]

What does a thing like you know of loneliness.

What are we, but destructive beings, Saya? That 'beast' inside you... it's who you truly are. You cannot deny it.

[Inexplicably, his anger dissolves. He approaches her, his voice dropping to a chilling croon.]

This weakness isn't you, Saya. It's the lies of those cowards. The ones who've fettered you.

~But I shall wake you up. You'll remember your glorious self again.

[Once more, he reaches out. But it isn't a tender gesture. His eyes are aglow with bloodlust.]

Can't hear you. Either climb down or invest in messenger pigeons.

Feeling neglected, Luke? You're acting like a spoiled child pouting because they didn't get their way.

Or is it because you lost our game?

Willing forfeit due to disappearing participates - both knowing and not - on both sides.

Excuses, excuses~... there were no sides. Everyone was on their own.

Maybe you're upset that you weren't in on this game.

[He reaches out and she jerks back almost in the same instant. One can't stop learned instinct once they have it and unfortunately, fighting for Saya is definitely learned.

She heaves out her next breath, watching him with wide eyes. Going through this the first time was rough enough, a second time was...]

There's nothing glorious about it.

You only won by default.

Maybe you're upset because I turned down your offer of chess.

A win is a win~

And no. Why would I be upset when there are so many pieces to play with? You weren't needed.

Believe what you wish.

Tch.

[Evasions and excuses. Clearly, his bride needs more forceful means of persuasion. With a manic smile, Karl lifts his arm. It elongates into a greenish claw, a red spike jutting out.]

I'm saddened that you'd say that, Saya. It seems I must jog your memory.

Make you remember what are to each other.

[Perhaps he should flay off a layer of her skin. Perhaps the true Saya is lurking beneath. As ecstatic for their 'dance' as he is.]

[OOC: Feel free to defend yourself w/ a nearby pipe or something :|b]

The sort I'm keeping to myself for the moment.

[Good grief! She's still trying to duck and dodge, not fighting back just yet. When he extends his claw, she naturally moved back... and happens to knock her heel on something metallic.

Gazing only momentarily over her shoulder, Saya finds a pipe laying at her feet. She doesn't think twice as she stoops to pick it up, expression tight.]

We're nothing to each other.

You say that. But your eyes tell a different tale, Saya.

[His grin shows fangs.]

Tonight, you are your true self. The goddess I worshipped in Vietnam!

[Preternaturally-fast, he swoops at her. A ferocious blur of glowing eyes and dagger teeth.]

What. Don't want her back~?

Of course, but I do not trust blindly. [And you he's not trusting at all.]

And yet... hesitating can be costly~.

What of the other one... what's he doing?

Other one, who?

There are two of you, or so I'd heard.

From who?

You haven't answered my question.

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