Well, at this point Trevor's just chasing him around the board. In one respect, he can evade checkmate for a while, because the board is so empty he can just keep scooting his king around. Realistically, that's just annoying. "If I let you swing the bottle at me, will you let me surrender with dignity?"
"More dignity than the poor king being... what's the metaphor here, chased into exile and eventually assassinated? Let him abdicate in peace." You're the one who said it wasn't just a game, Trevor. Now he's invented fanfiction.
Adrian knocks over his king with all the dramatic flourish he can muster for what is actually just a flick of his finger. "So falls the might dynasty of this side of the board."
Well. Even if Trevor does go for it, he can shake it off. One last concession. Adrian stands lightly and crosses his arms, looking expectant. And amused.
He's not surprised, but he does appreciate it. Keeping the game going from
the sheer joy of being annoying. "Magnanimous even in victory." And he
bows. It is very sarcastic, because it's something his father has only ever
done sardonically, and he's no better. But well intentioned.
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He moves again.
"Check."
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"You call getting bashed with a wine bottle dignity?"
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"It's not really a metaphor if that's what it is. All right; abdicate, you ghoul."
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"You come here and take your beating like a true loser."
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Trevor sits down, satisfied.
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He's not surprised, but he does appreciate it. Keeping the game going from the sheer joy of being annoying. "Magnanimous even in victory." And he bows. It is very sarcastic, because it's something his father has only ever done sardonically, and he's no better. But well intentioned.
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"Get fucked."