Heart Game (Continued)

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

[There's nothing]

[Nothing]

[Nothingnothingnothingnothingnothing]

[Isn't that wonderful though?]

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[thevoidsdarkhorse]

[She jumps, head whipping up, startled.]

[unguilded]

Ah, sorry!

[ Gives her an apologetic look, but also a smile, staying in place. ]

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

[She just...stares at him.]

[Then a motion, a question. Who are you?]

[unguilded]

My name is Rook. I was just passing by and seeing if there was something I could do to help here. Sorry if I scared you!

What's wrong?

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

[She grimaces, rubbing at her ears. That...that is a lot of verbal words she's expected to answer, it's taking her a minute to parse it out.]

[unguilded]

Ah, then...

[ Motions to himself. ] I'm Rook!

[ And then he motions to her tear-streaked face, with a look of concern. He figures that can cover the other two issues. Wanting to help, wondering why she's crying. ]

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

[Rook....you don't look like a chess person.]

[She scrubs at her face. Just something in her eye!]

[unguilded]

[ I am the chessiest chess person.

He smiles a little, though, when she does that, and then looks around the room, waving a hand at the pumpkins. ]

You ... you're helping?

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

[She is doubting your chess personness, you look too pink for it, and have hair.]

.... [Motions. Someone has to.]

[unguilded]

[ And it's ... ]

Lonely, right?

[ To do it alone. To be here alone, with a purpose and some guidance but nothing else. ]

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

....

[She looks away.]

[unguilded]

[ Nods at her, somewhat understanding. ]

I know...

[ And then he holds out a hand to her, offering. ]

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

[She looks at the hand.]

[Suspicious.]

[Where did you come from?]

[unguilded]

[ Glancing over his shoulder, behind him. ]

Out there.

[ Since it's true. There are lots of "out theres" they came from. The heart in general, those burning streets... ]

Scary, a little bit.

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

.... [Yes.]

[It is scary.]

[unguilded]

Scared and lonely, right?

[ He looks back to her, trying to use some of his power to convey what he did earlier. To show that's why he's here, maybe help her feel it if he can get this room to feel less heavy like he did earlier. To help. To let her know she's not alone, she doesn't have to be alone. ]

Help ... we want to help.

[ His expression reflects that. Hesitant; he doesn't want to unsettle her. Warm; because he know how cold it feels, to be all by yourself. Welcoming; because she's timid, she's nervous, but he wants to let her know that he's there, and he'll wait for her at her own pace. ]

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

[Slowly, she moves closer to him. Watching him warily.]

[You're...not a chess person...?]

[unguilded]

[ He's a very real person with a chess name.

He keeps his body language non-threatening, relaxed, as welcoming as possible. He crouches a little, but that's it, and smiles at her. ]

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

[She approaches slowly, looking him over before finally...poking him.]

[unguilded]

[ HE IS POKED.

And he is solid.

And he lets out a tiny, breathy laugh when she does that, totally fine with it and inviting more if she wants it. ]

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

[Wait, what was that sound?]

[Pokes again.]

[unguilded]

[ Laughs a little again. ]

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

[Omg.]

[Poke poke poke.]

[unguilded]

[ Well, this seems to be amusing her, and that poking DOES feel hilarious, so he'll indulge her a bit more and keep up with the laughter, only now since he's amused too it's just getting funny so he's laughing a little harder. ]

[lucciola]

[um]

... Rook, what are you laughing at?