the somehow sometimes au naturel misanthropist (ryraze) wrote in from_the_ashes,
Well, if Saporta was going to cry, that made things different. Ryan found himself grinning slightly as he sat down at the white pieces, and declared, "A1 to A3!" The chess piece concerned moved forward, grumbling slightly. "Why does it have to be me?", it asked. Ryan couldn't help snorting. Chess pieces. They were always like that.