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[solo_insanity]

[A parlor smelling of smoke and soft piano music filtering through the air is what greets our guests today, but one that isn't empty. Tyki has his arms folded and his brow knit in concentration at the table in front of him. Upon the table was a checkers board with black and red pieces scattered about. The game appears to be in mid play even

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[cardio_swindle]

[Sitting himself on the edge of the other man's chair, Tyki raises an eyebrow. An edge of the other's chair, mind, and not the opposite chair. Because knowing this place the other man is as likely playing an invisible ghost as he is actually playing himself.]

Who's winning?

[solo_insanity]

[Tyki leans his head back at the invasion of space. Has he become so depraved that the only way to amuse himself is to make a two person game for one?

Maybe.]

He is.

[A wave at the other empty seat as he tops off the piece with a black piece on top. It almost looked smug.]

Won't you introduce yourself?

[A shine from no discernible light source scatters across the black pieces from left to right.]

[cardio_swindle]

[Wouldn't put it past anyone stuck here for over ten months. Tops. He picks up one of the pieces by the side of the board and absently flips it between his fingers.]

[He does nod though, amiably.]

You do pick up the strangest companions.

[solo_insanity]

[The piece being rolled between his fingers is surprisingly normal. Not hot, or cold, or that sixth sense tingly feeling when one is dealing with the supernatural. Just a piece of a well used checkers set.]

I probably should stop opening up drawers and cabinets with more dust than shine on them, but how else is one supposed to know the locals better.

[Another cross of the arms and a concentrated glance at the board.]

If you have any ideas, I'll be glad to hear them. Best three out of five, and this is game two.

[stainedlotus]

[He's exhausted. He's helped Mattias and Tyki and sometimes Cross take care of the babies, or just did what he could. But it's hard to get a proper rest while checking in on his sister every day.

He doesn't even pay attention to the Noah as he just stops in for a drink. Too tired to notice the piano playing right away, too.]

[solo_insanity]

[Playing by itself even. How spectacular. Tyki is too engrossed in the game to notice the new arrival right away. Maybe after he makes some noise in the sink clinking glasses he'll turn his head, but right now he's got a game to win.

Or lose.]

You know, I'm beginning to doubt the legality of that move.

[stainedlotus]

[Hey, Kanda's fine with not being noticed. He'll just make himself some cold tea.]

[solo_insanity]

[That is still enough noise for Tyki to pop up his head from the board and look over in the other's general direction.]

Not even a greeting?

[sir_derp_a_lot]

[Jadero peeks up from the floor where the empty seat is, staring at Tyki curiously.]

[solo_insanity]

[Tyki wears a confused look for a moment. Now, there a face where any version he hasn't seen in a while.]

Jasdero.

Why are you on the floor?

[sir_derp_a_lot]

Dero was looking for things! Hee!! Looking for lost things!

[solo_insanity]

[Tyki leans over the arm of the chair so he can somewhat talk with him face to face.]

And what exactly did you lose?

[dreamlessrecord]

What are you doing?

[solo_insanity]

[He places the checker piece on top of the other. The clinking sound is almost comedic in its volume.]

Losing. Just slightly.

How good are you at this game?

[dreamlessrecord]

Not very good, I'm afraid.

[solo_insanity]

[A play that resulted in another piece or two lost.]

Think you could distract him?

[aaaaaalways]

...Who are you talking to?

[solo_insanity]

[Tyki. Pony Allen.

Pony Allen. Tyki.

These two might have not had the pleasure of meeting. Or if they did, Tyki probably has long since forgotten. So don't mind him as he stares at Allen's white mane and black coat.

Did it just speak or was that something else talking?]

[aaaaaalways]

[...Waves his hoof in front of your eyes] Hello?

[solo_insanity]

So it was you. My, my, I think this might be a first.