Escape 031

[prefers_chess]

[Voice Post]One down, approximately one hundred and seventy-nine to go

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[asbraveas]

Oh, honestly?

Religious order?

[chessmastering]

The Far Eastern monks of Kuala Ragul, specifically. Very hush-hush.

[asbraveas]

Why don't you just break your leg. I'm sure it'll be much easier than lying.

[chessmastering]

Too convenient. No one would ever believe it.

........../going to hell

[caughtthebullet]

[Maybe their eyes meet. Maybe they don't. It doesn't matter because Adrian has his focus shamelessly on this boy in his car who hides behind his sunglasses.]

/is driving the '67 Lincoln Continental convertible heading thataway

[chessmastering]

[He's reasonably hard to miss, sitting there in his massive tank of a car with the radio blaring at near-maximum volume. For someone who dislikes people so much, Rudy certainly does have a knack for making himself the focus of attention.]

/let us carpool

[caughtthebullet]

[Adrian approaches, the blaring radio hardly fazing him if his expression is any indication.]

Interesting taste.

[He might have to say that twice depending on the volume.]

[chessmastering]

[He sees Adrian coming about thirty seconds before he actually acknowledges it, the dark sunglasses helping to hide his eyes as he tracks the other man's movement across the parking lot. Though the music is certainly loud enough to force Adrian to say his greeting twice, Rudy does catch it the first time--half from the few snippets of sound that manage to penetrate the noise, and half from watching his face, as though he were only the words. It's another few seconds before he reaches for the dial and spins it down to a more manageable volume.]

I know.

[absinthe_eyed]

Don't join chess club.

[chessmastering]

Is that a recommendation or an imperative?

[absinthe_eyed]

An imperative.

[Not that Justin has any control at all. He can pretend.]

[chessmastering]

On whose authority?

[7thborn]

You know, my brother played chess and was still goalie for the team. I see absolutely no reason why you couldn't do both, Miller.

[chessmastering]

Clearly, you weren't listening closely enough. I have religious convictions that prevent me from engaging in athletic activity of any form.

[7thborn]

Oh, please. As if I believe that for a moment, you lazy git. At least get on the pitch for try-outs when they come along.

[chessmastering]

Laziness has nothing to do with it, and reverse psychology won't work.

[bullybreaker]

Be patient. I'm enjoying myself.

[chessmastering]

You exceeded the limits of my patience ten minutes ago. Where are you?

[bullybreaker]

Taking out the trash.

[chessmastering]

Again?