game of kings
Characters: Codename (codenamewiccan) and Helix (numberofthe)
Date/Time: Backdated to July 25, afternoon
Location: Helix's home, section one
Rating: PG
Summary: (Codename and Helix have a friendly match of chess.)
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All things had taken some adjusting to get used to, but he was surprised at how adaptable he could be. Just weeks after arriving here, he was already getting mostly settled into his life. Of course, some things he was still trying to wrap his mind around, but on the whole it was fine.
He had removed the second bed from his room, finding a large, solid table and bringing it back to take up the space. The tools he'd been able to gather from the marketplace littered the table, and one of the computers lay with its casing cracked open like some giant insect, its innards spilled out onto the table in the form of wires and a graphics card. A CRT monitor sat next to it, the glass cracked down one side but looking in fairly good shape otherwise. He would start repairing that next, and hopefully between the two monitors he'd been able to recover, he would be able to get something in working order.
A second table rested low against the floor, and this was where the chess pieces were arranged. He'd purchased a worn folding board for them- little more than dark red printed cardboard and a semi-glossy sticker on one side with alternating light tan and black squares marked out on it. The extra pieces he had gathered were resting on one side of the table, black and white pieces mixed together in an odd mingling of pawns and kings.
His clothing was simple- jean shorts and a yellow t-shirt. He hadn't been able to find much that fitted him right, but what clothing he had managed to find was folded and stacked neatly next to the window. So far he hadn't found any shoes, but that was hardly a surprise. Still, when he ventured out among the branches, and he usually did so at night, he found himself thankful for not having anything covering his feet and impeding his grip.
He took a sip of his coffee and rested the mug down on the table. He pushed back in his chair away from working on the computer and smiled. His guest would be arriving at any minute.
Date/Time: Backdated to July 25, afternoon
Location: Helix's home, section one
Rating: PG
Summary: (Codename and Helix have a friendly match of chess.)
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All things had taken some adjusting to get used to, but he was surprised at how adaptable he could be. Just weeks after arriving here, he was already getting mostly settled into his life. Of course, some things he was still trying to wrap his mind around, but on the whole it was fine.
He had removed the second bed from his room, finding a large, solid table and bringing it back to take up the space. The tools he'd been able to gather from the marketplace littered the table, and one of the computers lay with its casing cracked open like some giant insect, its innards spilled out onto the table in the form of wires and a graphics card. A CRT monitor sat next to it, the glass cracked down one side but looking in fairly good shape otherwise. He would start repairing that next, and hopefully between the two monitors he'd been able to recover, he would be able to get something in working order.
A second table rested low against the floor, and this was where the chess pieces were arranged. He'd purchased a worn folding board for them- little more than dark red printed cardboard and a semi-glossy sticker on one side with alternating light tan and black squares marked out on it. The extra pieces he had gathered were resting on one side of the table, black and white pieces mixed together in an odd mingling of pawns and kings.
His clothing was simple- jean shorts and a yellow t-shirt. He hadn't been able to find much that fitted him right, but what clothing he had managed to find was folded and stacked neatly next to the window. So far he hadn't found any shoes, but that was hardly a surprise. Still, when he ventured out among the branches, and he usually did so at night, he found himself thankful for not having anything covering his feet and impeding his grip.
He took a sip of his coffee and rested the mug down on the table. He pushed back in his chair away from working on the computer and smiled. His guest would be arriving at any minute.