King me... Oops, Wrong Game: Part One
Alexia poses in front of her full length mirror in her skivvies, holding a dress shirt in front of her upper body. "I don't know," she says. "It seems a bit formal."
Well, I don't to look like a slob.
Alexia scoffs. "Come on, Jess. You're going to play chess with a friend. You're not going to meet the president."
You... don't think she'd be offended?
"Stop putting her up on a pedestal, Jessie." Alexia rummages through some clothing. "You'll end up offending her. I know if I was her, I'd want to be treated like everyone else."
I... yeah, you're right. Okay. Cool, casual. Got it.
Alexia slips on a pair of blue jeans and a simple, dark pink tank top. "I swear, I still think it's silly that I have to practically dress you whenever you're unsure what to wear." Once dressed, she walks over to her mirror and hits the switch on the top, covering it with it's screen.
Jessica blinks a few time, and frowns. "Hey, that's not fair. I... I'm the one who has to buy these clothes for us in the first place. You're the one who can't walk into a clothing store without thinking the mannequins are going to..."
Alright, enough, you've made your point. Just... go have fun with your little friend.
Jessica smiles, and quickly leaves her room, heading for the soldier barracks.
Ammelia looks through a large duffel bag, pulling out a expensive marble chess set and placing it neatly on the table in the center of the room. She backs up a few feet, looking at it from different angles to make sure it's aligned properly. When she is satisfied, she walks over and frees the latches on the side of the chess set; raising it and slowly taking all the pieces out of a storage area in the center. After she is done, Ammelia closes the storage area, and carefully sets all the pieces in their correct positions.
Jessica makes her way through the soldier barracks, noting the occasional odd look she gets, and regrets not at least wearing her lab coat so people wouldn't mistake her for a civilian. Reaching the appropriate room, she knocks lightly, and steps back, lightly swaying on her feet.
Ammelia hears the knocking, straightening out her flowing white dress. She walks to the door and pulls it open. Seeing Jessica she says, "Jessica! I've got everything set up."
Jessica looks Ammelia up and down, and frowns. Trying to keep you voice chipper, she steps in and says, "That's a lovely dress. I have to admit, I feel a bit embarrassed with what I wore." She walks over to the chess set and examines it with fascination.
"You look fine, this is a friendly chess game, just wear what you feel comfortable wearing," Ameelia says, walking up next to Jessica.
Jessica lightly sweeps her hand over the chess set, almost as if she's afraid to touch it. "This is so pretty," she whispers mostly to herself, as if in a trance, captivated by the gorgeous arrangement before her.
"It's solid marble," Amellia says with a smile, "I actually brought two, but my second one is... a little nerdy..."
Jessica snaps out of her trance, and smiles at Ammelia. "Well, I can be a bit nerdy myself. Maybe we can use that one next time. Umm... would you like to go first?"
Ammelia sits down next to the white pieces, and gently lifts the rightmost knight and moves it up, "Knight to F3," she says looking back up.
When Jessica sits down, she takes a closer look at the chess board, and sees that the black squares are about quarter of a inch lower than the white squares. This chess set was obviously custom made for Ammelia. "This is really nice set." she says as she mirrors Ammelia's move. "I can almost feel the love from you father coming off of it." She lightly bites her tongue, realizing too late how corny she must have sounded.
"Thanks. This was my birthday present about two years ago. He put a lot of work into it for me." Ammelia says, feeling a little homesick, "Pawn to H4."
"Do you play often?" Jessica asks, trying to be casual as moved her king's pawn forward.
Ammelia moves her Rook to H3. "I play with my dad and my bodyguard, and sometimes when one of my friends stop by, they'll ask to play a game. Though usually we reserve that time for... " she blushes a little, "Dungeons and Dragons..."
"Really?" Jessica's eyes light up as she move's her King's bishop to C5. "I've played some D&D myself, though I have to admit I don't have much experience." She smiles at the thought of Ammelia being open without the need to pry.
"Me and my friends love D&D, but since I can't really read, I have to memorize my character sheet. It's a bit of a hassle to say the least; but I think it's worth it." Ammelia moves her knight to 5G.
Jessica hesitates for a moment. "I... I'm sorry, I didn't realize that." She moves her King and Rook into a castling position. "I should have, though. But you seem to get along without it. And your friends must be pretty cool."
"Yeah, they are, but my dad only let's people related to the company hang out with me, so all of my friends are the children of our employees. " Ammellia responds, thinking out her next move carefully.
Jessica nods. "Yeah? Well, most of my friends were a lot older. I was skipped ahead a lot, so most of the people I called friends were a lot older then me. I mean, not that there was a lot of them. I... actually didn't..." She trails off, not wanting to bring down the mood. "But it's nice to have people that share your interests, right?"
"Yeah." Ammelia smiles, "It is..." She moves her left knight to B3. "Can I ask you a dumb question?" Ammelia asks, looking back up.
Moving her queen forward, Jessica answers, "Of course. I love asking others dumb questions all the time."
Ammelia smiles and crosses her arms. "What are public schools really like? I was home-schooled, and I've always been really curious about the 'Normal' kids experience with school."
Well, I don't know how normal I am. "Well, where I went to school, it was really crowded. You were always bumping into others, there were long lines for lunch, and all the classrooms were packed. You'd shuffle from one class to the next. Kinda chaotic, in a way, but you get used to it really quick." Jessica shrugs. "But I went to a poorer school. I'm sure a district with more money probably had better schools. What about you? What exactly does it mean to be home-schooled?"
"Well, you sit in a room with your parent while they read passages from a textbook, and lecture you using a Smart board. It's not exactly exciting. I just always thought public school was more fun, you get to hang out with friends, go to prom, join a club, and so on..." Ammelia moves her knight and takes Jessica's pawn at F7.
"Yeah, well, it has it's moments," Jessica responds, moving her rook next to Ammelia's knight. "I wasn't much for clubs, though. Most of the other members were either intimidated by my intelligence, or they only wanted me there for one reason." She sits back. "Still, I can see your point. I never really thought about school without the other students. Sounds... kinda boring."
Ammelia slides her rook over to F3. "I'm just glad that I love to learn. It took up most of my day, everyday before my surgery." She stays sitting straight up, making sure to keep her posture. "I remember that you told me about your sister when we first met. I'd like to know a little more about her; I never had a good relationship with my sisters, if you recall our previous conversation."
Capturing Ammelia's knight, Jessica says, "I do, and that's really unfair for you. Because I can't imagine what life would be like without my sister. She means so much to me. I mean, we have our differences, of course. She can be really head strong, and she's a bit too flirtatious for my liking. Plus, she's really impulsive. But she's got a great heart. No matter what happens, her number one concern seems to be my safety. In a way, she sees it as her main reason for being here. I tell her not to think like that, but it warms my heart to know she loves me so much."
"Does she work at the base too?" Ammelia asks, sliding her rook up and taking Jessica's at F7. "I'd love to meet her sometime!"
Jessica hesitates for a moment. She was never afraid to hide things from others, but couldn't help to feel guilty with someone like Ammelia. Grabbing a pawn with her queen, she says, "Y... yeah, she does. She works in the labs with me. I'm sure she'd look to meet you. I've already told her everything about you. Though honestly, she keeps accusing me of hero worship. She's such a dork. Just because I want to know everything about you, doesn't mean I'm worshiping you, right?"
"I don't think so. You just want to know more about the person that inspires you..." Ammelia answers, moving her king's pawn up two. "What's your sister's name by the way?"
Jessica shakes her head. "I keep doing that, don't I? Her name is Alexia. She prefers Alex, though." Jessica captures the pawn en passant. "She can be a little rough around the edges, but she's cool when you get to know her." Jessica bites her lip, wanting to ask something, but says nothing, not wanting to offend her host.
"I haven't heard from my biological family since I was adopted. I suppose they could just not know who adopted me, but with 'David Cross' Miracle Daughter' all over the news, that's not very likely. Odds are they just don't want to talk to me. Maybe it's cause they realize I don't think of myself as part of their family anymore," Ammelia says, almost forgetting Jessica was still in the room.
Jessica pouts a bit. "Well... have you..." Jessica timidly taps her fingers together. "Would you ever... want to look them up?"
"Why would I?" Ammelia says sourly. "My Sisters tortured me, and my Father let them. Do you really think I want to see them again?"
Alexia poses in front of her full length mirror in her skivvies, holding a dress shirt in front of her upper body. "I don't know," she says. "It seems a bit formal."
Well, I don't to look like a slob.
Alexia scoffs. "Come on, Jess. You're going to play chess with a friend. You're not going to meet the president."
You... don't think she'd be offended?
"Stop putting her up on a pedestal, Jessie." Alexia rummages through some clothing. "You'll end up offending her. I know if I was her, I'd want to be treated like everyone else."
I... yeah, you're right. Okay. Cool, casual. Got it.
Alexia slips on a pair of blue jeans and a simple, dark pink tank top. "I swear, I still think it's silly that I have to practically dress you whenever you're unsure what to wear." Once dressed, she walks over to her mirror and hits the switch on the top, covering it with it's screen.
Jessica blinks a few time, and frowns. "Hey, that's not fair. I... I'm the one who has to buy these clothes for us in the first place. You're the one who can't walk into a clothing store without thinking the mannequins are going to..."
Alright, enough, you've made your point. Just... go have fun with your little friend.
Jessica smiles, and quickly leaves her room, heading for the soldier barracks.
Ammelia looks through a large duffel bag, pulling out a expensive marble chess set and placing it neatly on the table in the center of the room. She backs up a few feet, looking at it from different angles to make sure it's aligned properly. When she is satisfied, she walks over and frees the latches on the side of the chess set; raising it and slowly taking all the pieces out of a storage area in the center. After she is done, Ammelia closes the storage area, and carefully sets all the pieces in their correct positions.
Jessica makes her way through the soldier barracks, noting the occasional odd look she gets, and regrets not at least wearing her lab coat so people wouldn't mistake her for a civilian. Reaching the appropriate room, she knocks lightly, and steps back, lightly swaying on her feet.
Ammelia hears the knocking, straightening out her flowing white dress. She walks to the door and pulls it open. Seeing Jessica she says, "Jessica! I've got everything set up."
Jessica looks Ammelia up and down, and frowns. Trying to keep you voice chipper, she steps in and says, "That's a lovely dress. I have to admit, I feel a bit embarrassed with what I wore." She walks over to the chess set and examines it with fascination.
"You look fine, this is a friendly chess game, just wear what you feel comfortable wearing," Ameelia says, walking up next to Jessica.
Jessica lightly sweeps her hand over the chess set, almost as if she's afraid to touch it. "This is so pretty," she whispers mostly to herself, as if in a trance, captivated by the gorgeous arrangement before her.
"It's solid marble," Amellia says with a smile, "I actually brought two, but my second one is... a little nerdy..."
Jessica snaps out of her trance, and smiles at Ammelia. "Well, I can be a bit nerdy myself. Maybe we can use that one next time. Umm... would you like to go first?"
Ammelia sits down next to the white pieces, and gently lifts the rightmost knight and moves it up, "Knight to F3," she says looking back up.
When Jessica sits down, she takes a closer look at the chess board, and sees that the black squares are about quarter of a inch lower than the white squares. This chess set was obviously custom made for Ammelia. "This is really nice set." she says as she mirrors Ammelia's move. "I can almost feel the love from you father coming off of it." She lightly bites her tongue, realizing too late how corny she must have sounded.
"Thanks. This was my birthday present about two years ago. He put a lot of work into it for me." Ammelia says, feeling a little homesick, "Pawn to H4."
"Do you play often?" Jessica asks, trying to be casual as moved her king's pawn forward.
Ammelia moves her Rook to H3. "I play with my dad and my bodyguard, and sometimes when one of my friends stop by, they'll ask to play a game. Though usually we reserve that time for... " she blushes a little, "Dungeons and Dragons..."
"Really?" Jessica's eyes light up as she move's her King's bishop to C5. "I've played some D&D myself, though I have to admit I don't have much experience." She smiles at the thought of Ammelia being open without the need to pry.
"Me and my friends love D&D, but since I can't really read, I have to memorize my character sheet. It's a bit of a hassle to say the least; but I think it's worth it." Ammelia moves her knight to 5G.
Jessica hesitates for a moment. "I... I'm sorry, I didn't realize that." She moves her King and Rook into a castling position. "I should have, though. But you seem to get along without it. And your friends must be pretty cool."
"Yeah, they are, but my dad only let's people related to the company hang out with me, so all of my friends are the children of our employees. " Ammellia responds, thinking out her next move carefully.
Jessica nods. "Yeah? Well, most of my friends were a lot older. I was skipped ahead a lot, so most of the people I called friends were a lot older then me. I mean, not that there was a lot of them. I... actually didn't..." She trails off, not wanting to bring down the mood. "But it's nice to have people that share your interests, right?"
"Yeah." Ammelia smiles, "It is..." She moves her left knight to B3. "Can I ask you a dumb question?" Ammelia asks, looking back up.
Moving her queen forward, Jessica answers, "Of course. I love asking others dumb questions all the time."
Ammelia smiles and crosses her arms. "What are public schools really like? I was home-schooled, and I've always been really curious about the 'Normal' kids experience with school."
Well, I don't know how normal I am. "Well, where I went to school, it was really crowded. You were always bumping into others, there were long lines for lunch, and all the classrooms were packed. You'd shuffle from one class to the next. Kinda chaotic, in a way, but you get used to it really quick." Jessica shrugs. "But I went to a poorer school. I'm sure a district with more money probably had better schools. What about you? What exactly does it mean to be home-schooled?"
"Well, you sit in a room with your parent while they read passages from a textbook, and lecture you using a Smart board. It's not exactly exciting. I just always thought public school was more fun, you get to hang out with friends, go to prom, join a club, and so on..." Ammelia moves her knight and takes Jessica's pawn at F7.
"Yeah, well, it has it's moments," Jessica responds, moving her rook next to Ammelia's knight. "I wasn't much for clubs, though. Most of the other members were either intimidated by my intelligence, or they only wanted me there for one reason." She sits back. "Still, I can see your point. I never really thought about school without the other students. Sounds... kinda boring."
Ammelia slides her rook over to F3. "I'm just glad that I love to learn. It took up most of my day, everyday before my surgery." She stays sitting straight up, making sure to keep her posture. "I remember that you told me about your sister when we first met. I'd like to know a little more about her; I never had a good relationship with my sisters, if you recall our previous conversation."
Capturing Ammelia's knight, Jessica says, "I do, and that's really unfair for you. Because I can't imagine what life would be like without my sister. She means so much to me. I mean, we have our differences, of course. She can be really head strong, and she's a bit too flirtatious for my liking. Plus, she's really impulsive. But she's got a great heart. No matter what happens, her number one concern seems to be my safety. In a way, she sees it as her main reason for being here. I tell her not to think like that, but it warms my heart to know she loves me so much."
"Does she work at the base too?" Ammelia asks, sliding her rook up and taking Jessica's at F7. "I'd love to meet her sometime!"
Jessica hesitates for a moment. She was never afraid to hide things from others, but couldn't help to feel guilty with someone like Ammelia. Grabbing a pawn with her queen, she says, "Y... yeah, she does. She works in the labs with me. I'm sure she'd look to meet you. I've already told her everything about you. Though honestly, she keeps accusing me of hero worship. She's such a dork. Just because I want to know everything about you, doesn't mean I'm worshiping you, right?"
"I don't think so. You just want to know more about the person that inspires you..." Ammelia answers, moving her king's pawn up two. "What's your sister's name by the way?"
Jessica shakes her head. "I keep doing that, don't I? Her name is Alexia. She prefers Alex, though." Jessica captures the pawn en passant. "She can be a little rough around the edges, but she's cool when you get to know her." Jessica bites her lip, wanting to ask something, but says nothing, not wanting to offend her host.
"I haven't heard from my biological family since I was adopted. I suppose they could just not know who adopted me, but with 'David Cross' Miracle Daughter' all over the news, that's not very likely. Odds are they just don't want to talk to me. Maybe it's cause they realize I don't think of myself as part of their family anymore," Ammelia says, almost forgetting Jessica was still in the room.
Jessica pouts a bit. "Well... have you..." Jessica timidly taps her fingers together. "Would you ever... want to look them up?"
"Why would I?" Ammelia says sourly. "My Sisters tortured me, and my Father let them. Do you really think I want to see them again?"
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