It's time for me to take some chances [Closed]

[saltwaterlungs]

CHARACTERS: Darcy and friends
DATE: Still January
LOCATION: Kitchen and Bobby B’s
SITUATION: Darcy makes some moves
WARNINGS: None yet

To burn it all to a billion ashes

[ To each of the following; Dimitri, Gwen, Erin, Okie, and Valdis, a text is sent.
Lunch?
I’m in the kitchen. ]

Stop playing dead

[ The core members of what can be loosely described as Team Captain also get texts. Skulduggery, Ava, Maximilien, and Peter.
Meeting at Bobby B’s
Bring anyone you trust.
When they arrive, Darcy’s already set up at a table, looking at her phone and smoking a weed cigarette, seemingly well enough to scrape herself back into some semblance of how she usually looks, in a suit jacket over a hoodie. ]

For one last time, I'm screaming out loud [exploration]

[ Darcy’s got one stop on their mind to prioritize for their own exploration; the crew cabins. Late one evening, upon making certain there’s nobody around and they aren’t being observed, they approach the bulkhead. ‘You could always go in’ is vague even for the Captain, but they have to wonder if they have some sort of… admin privileges equivalent for the ship. So they try to open the door as if they expect to be able to, casually as walking into their own room. ]

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[saltwaterlungs]

Answering kind with kind, knight to a3. They'll need to get that knight off the rim quickly.

"I guess if the sun was evil things would be much worse, ehn. Like, the world where the moon is evil sucks, but the world where the sun is evil is a planet that's constantly on fire."

[freedomsuitsme]

O-O-O. It lets everything line up exactly as he'd like it to.

"As opposed to the Constant, which is only sometimes on fire. Mind you, I haven't ruled out the sun being an entity, it just hasn't made a move yet."

[saltwaterlungs]

O-O. Shut up you're just copying moves now.

Constant, huh?

"Do you know Wilson then?"

That conversation remains seared in their mind because of the sheer trauma of seeing those pierogis.

[freedomsuitsme]

d5, time to let things cascade.

"Ah, yes. Higgsbury and I have a... long and storied history, I suppose you could say. He's my most dedicated opponent."

[saltwaterlungs]

The tone of tense concentration Darcy's upholding suddenly... changes.

"Oh, so you're Waxwell."

Which is all they're revealing they know for now.

Bg5.

[freedomsuitsme]

Qg6. Seems he's underestimated his opponent.

"I'm Maxwell. That other name is... not for common use. I suppose Higgsbury shared that with you? Tsk."

Like a card slipping out of his sleeve, the irritation shows on his face without his choosing to reveal it.

[saltwaterlungs]

"Whatever you say," he's Waxwell forever now.

Kc2.

"But yeah. I've spoken to Wilson."

And again, absolutely nothing else is offered.

[freedomsuitsme]

Time to take a gamble. dxe4

"About?"

[saltwaterlungs]

The corner of Darcy's mouth twitches.

Kfxd4.

"Wouldn't you like to know?"

[freedomsuitsme]

As anticipated. Qxg5.

"Now, now. Let's try to have some manners over our game, hm?"

[saltwaterlungs]

"I'm being perfectly civil. Check."

Bxe6+.

[freedomsuitsme]

Tsk. A minor setback. Kb8.

"So then, why not tell me what you and Mr. Higgsbury have discussed? I'd like to be on the same page."

[saltwaterlungs]

Oh that's better than expected. Kxc6+.

"Something about you getting dethroned?" they offer, "oh- and check again."

[freedomsuitsme]

And just like that, the tables are turned. All because he focused on the wrong spot. He's tempted to tip his King then and there, but he's going to be petty. It's not a set mate yet. Just a very likely one. bxc6

"Yes. I was king of the world, once. Until that blasted scientist came along."

[saltwaterlungs]

Qxd8+.

"Do you want me to keep saying check every time, or."

They can keep doing it if he wants.

"So how'd you get there?" they know how the Captain did, they're curious if it's a similar path every time.

[freedomsuitsme]

"Probably the same way as most other passengers. I woke up in my cabin, went to the muster drill, and the rest is history. One of the first incidents I remember was running into an odd, crass-mouthed fellow while I was trying to determine what buttons would and would not shock me." He's talking about Pratt.

"And I know how to say check, miss. Though I do wonder if you'll need that word much for a while." Qxd8. As always, his Queen is his hope.

[saltwaterlungs]

"Don't 'miss' me."

...

"I mean, don't call me miss."

Accompanied by a visible bristle. Not making that mistake again, thanks Erin. Rad1.

"Now who's being rude. That's not what I meant and you know it."

[freedomsuitsme]

"What shall I call you, then? 'Dear' is much too familiar, and you seem a bit young to address as 'ma'am.'" Bd6

[saltwaterlungs]

"I have a name and I introduced myself with it."

Kb4.

"You call me Darcy or you don't call me anything."

[freedomsuitsme]

"Very well then. Darcy it is."

Ne7

[saltwaterlungs]

Something about this exchange is irritating the same part of their brain as conversations with the Captain.

"So why only W's?"

Ka6+

[freedomsuitsme]

He considers Kb7 for a moment, as that would be the conventional move, but then sees the merry chase that will lead him on. He opts for Ka8 instead.

"From what I understand, there's some sort of power in that letter that I've yet to understand."

[saltwaterlungs]

"Weird."

Rd4.

[freedomsuitsme]

"Magic does have a tendency to be weird, yes. And it's hesitant to yield its secrets."

fxe6

[saltwaterlungs]

Fuck it.

"You don't need to tell me. I'm already magic."

B4.