Author Topic: Apocalypse: The Re-apocalyticalizing [Somebody put out his fire]  (Read 173174 times)

"It's been twenty minutes."

"We were timed?" I say, sounding sad

"Yes." I say as I exit. "JACOV! Let's play chess."

"Sure."

we don't need to detail every move

FIVE MINUTES LATER. "Checkmate."

"Oh bull."
I try every move I can make.
"Nope. Not checkmate."
I push him into check.

I lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling.

I suddenly throw the board across the room. "Muscle spasm."

"What the hell was that?!"

I laugh.
"I'm serious, that wasn't checkmate."

"Yes it was. My king couldn't move."

"AHEM." I say with my hands on my hips.

I look at Alex. "The men are trying to have a rousing game of chess here."

"Yes it was. My king couldn't move."
"No, your checkmate wasn't checkmate."

I walk into the room. "Oooh, the men, huh? As though gender makes a difference. You, me, chess, now," I say commandingly at Trevor.