[post of borrowing mingleness]

[mind_over_metal]

[did you borrow a book from the library? some silverware from the mess hall? an x-ray machine from the hospital? a mani-pedi kit from the girls' cabin next door (don't worry dude, we don't judge)? whatever it was that happened to have slipped your mind, you're just finding it right now... and realizing that you were supposed to have it back to them

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[mind_over_metal]

Did I? Well, I suppose we could put that on there. Though I'd argue that it's not as much of a prominent feature as some people would say that it is.

It's too bad that there's not a one-word adjective for being wicked good at chess.

[godwinner]

You haven't been getting too rusty for such a word to be relevant?

[mind_over_metal]

There's only one way to find out. We'll need to track down a set, though.

[godwinner]

Yes. Otherwise this place will just provide us with Candy Land.

[mind_over_metal]

I'm also wicked good at Candy Land.

[godwinner]

Ah. I didn't realise you'd been compromising your needs for intellectual stimulation for me. All this time, Charles.

[mind_over_metal]

Never let it be said that I don't do anything for you.

[godwinner]

Then all those times I thought I defeated you, those were also a kindness, I imagine.

[mind_over_metal]

*laughs*

Oh, Erik. I always, always play to win.

[godwinner]

Promises, promises.

[mind_over_metal]

Not a promise. A fact.

[godwinner]

If that were true...

[ reaches up to tap you lightly on the temple ]

[mind_over_metal]

*freezes*

...I wouldn't really be playing the game then, now would I?

[godwinner]

[ lets his finger rest there without any real pressure ]

No. You play for more, otherwise you wouldn't hold back.

[mind_over_metal]

*quieter, just slightly tense despite maintaining a faint smile*

Erik, what would be the point?

[godwinner]

...you're the one who said I can surprise you.

[ lets his hand fall and sits up, turning sideways in the hammock and folding his legs underneath him. ]

I'll bet, Charles, that I could eventually beat you with you reading my mind.