Bishop and Adrienne
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xp_logsAdrienne and Bishop take some time out of their schedules for a chess match and some conversation.
Utilizing most of her free time to self defense training or harassing her employees about the modeling agency, Adrienne hadn't been playing much chess, which made her occasional game with Bishop all the more enjoyable. Today, with a glass of wine in one hand and her feet tucked underneath her on his couch, she was trying out a Bishop's Opening on him, because she enjoyed the irony. She had been chatting casually about strategy and about the gun range, avoiding the topic of his breakup with Lil. "So the Glock thirty-five's made by Smith and Wesson?" she asked casually, waiting for his move. "Maybe I should switch to that? Is it anything like the Smith and Wesson thirty-eight?"
"The ammo the thirty-five uses is made by Smith and Wesson. The thirty-eight is a much softer round then that forty." The Bishop's Opening wasn't often used successfully. Bishop himself was a chess player willing to sacrifice pieces to take superior pieces, so it didn't seem to slow his defense much, just changed the order of his movements. "If you just want a little revolver to carry, a thirty-eight would be good."
Adrienne raised an eyebrow. "I somehow think I shouldn't be carrying any sort of weapon, what with being a criminal and everything," she pointed out, albeit goodnaturedly. "I used to have a 38. Damn." He'd taken one of her pieces. She considered switching to a King's Gambit or a Vienna Game but decided to stick things out for a few more moves. "Who's a better player, you or Manuel?" she asked conversationally.
"We go back and forth. He takes it more seriously and that means he wins a little more often." Bishop kept applying pressure after he took one piece. A reaction like that meant he could probably shake her focus more easily then someone who wasn't as invested in the game.
"We haven't been to the gun range recently," Adrienne pointed out, furrowing her brow as she considered her next move. She took a sip of the Makers she'd brought for Bishop, which he was generously sharing. "I hear you and Lil decided to cool things off? Does that mean Gun Club is just you and I now?" Not that she was all that interested in the membership of their shooting group; Adrienne cared more about fishing for details about the breakup.
"I'll still be taking Lil shooting occasionally, I'm sure." Bishop took a drink as well as he gathered his thoughts about the situation. "We did cool off, though. We spoke a bit about her being married and she's not ready to move on from that yet."
Nodding in acknowledgment, Adrienne made her move. "I keep telling her to settle things with the idiot and make him figure out what he feels for her so she can stop being so damned unsure, because it's going to eat away at her until she kills someone." She was a little more vehement in her statement than she meant to be, but her own confusion over her feelings for Jake were reminding her of Lil's frustration with Madison, and she was angry with herself.
Bishop kept up the assault on the board, swarming Adrienne's pieces. "Sounds like you might be having a similar problem with someone." He picked up on the force of her statement. It was definitely the sound of someone speaking from current experience.
"I... what?" Adrienne looked up from the board at him. Cops. It figured. "No... I'm a nun, I'm not having a similar problem... I was talking about you and Lil, not me and... anyone else." She wasn't sure how much Bishop knew about Jake. "What do you think about her not being ready to move on?" she inquired, switching to a Vienna Game strategy to try and regroup from his attack.
Often, when people saw a coordinated response to the assault, they backed off. That was the mistake that allowed those strategies to work. "She'd know what she's ready for better than I would. Even if not, it would still be her choice anyway."
"Such a gentleman." Adrienne gave Bishop a smirk, but she'd really meant it as a compliment. "Gentlemanly enough to let me win?" she suggested, grinning.
"Gentlemanly enough to not insult you by just letting you win." Bishop responded with his own smirk, continuing to press the pace on the chess board.
Utilizing most of her free time to self defense training or harassing her employees about the modeling agency, Adrienne hadn't been playing much chess, which made her occasional game with Bishop all the more enjoyable. Today, with a glass of wine in one hand and her feet tucked underneath her on his couch, she was trying out a Bishop's Opening on him, because she enjoyed the irony. She had been chatting casually about strategy and about the gun range, avoiding the topic of his breakup with Lil. "So the Glock thirty-five's made by Smith and Wesson?" she asked casually, waiting for his move. "Maybe I should switch to that? Is it anything like the Smith and Wesson thirty-eight?"
"The ammo the thirty-five uses is made by Smith and Wesson. The thirty-eight is a much softer round then that forty." The Bishop's Opening wasn't often used successfully. Bishop himself was a chess player willing to sacrifice pieces to take superior pieces, so it didn't seem to slow his defense much, just changed the order of his movements. "If you just want a little revolver to carry, a thirty-eight would be good."
Adrienne raised an eyebrow. "I somehow think I shouldn't be carrying any sort of weapon, what with being a criminal and everything," she pointed out, albeit goodnaturedly. "I used to have a 38. Damn." He'd taken one of her pieces. She considered switching to a King's Gambit or a Vienna Game but decided to stick things out for a few more moves. "Who's a better player, you or Manuel?" she asked conversationally.
"We go back and forth. He takes it more seriously and that means he wins a little more often." Bishop kept applying pressure after he took one piece. A reaction like that meant he could probably shake her focus more easily then someone who wasn't as invested in the game.
"We haven't been to the gun range recently," Adrienne pointed out, furrowing her brow as she considered her next move. She took a sip of the Makers she'd brought for Bishop, which he was generously sharing. "I hear you and Lil decided to cool things off? Does that mean Gun Club is just you and I now?" Not that she was all that interested in the membership of their shooting group; Adrienne cared more about fishing for details about the breakup.
"I'll still be taking Lil shooting occasionally, I'm sure." Bishop took a drink as well as he gathered his thoughts about the situation. "We did cool off, though. We spoke a bit about her being married and she's not ready to move on from that yet."
Nodding in acknowledgment, Adrienne made her move. "I keep telling her to settle things with the idiot and make him figure out what he feels for her so she can stop being so damned unsure, because it's going to eat away at her until she kills someone." She was a little more vehement in her statement than she meant to be, but her own confusion over her feelings for Jake were reminding her of Lil's frustration with Madison, and she was angry with herself.
Bishop kept up the assault on the board, swarming Adrienne's pieces. "Sounds like you might be having a similar problem with someone." He picked up on the force of her statement. It was definitely the sound of someone speaking from current experience.
"I... what?" Adrienne looked up from the board at him. Cops. It figured. "No... I'm a nun, I'm not having a similar problem... I was talking about you and Lil, not me and... anyone else." She wasn't sure how much Bishop knew about Jake. "What do you think about her not being ready to move on?" she inquired, switching to a Vienna Game strategy to try and regroup from his attack.
Often, when people saw a coordinated response to the assault, they backed off. That was the mistake that allowed those strategies to work. "She'd know what she's ready for better than I would. Even if not, it would still be her choice anyway."
"Such a gentleman." Adrienne gave Bishop a smirk, but she'd really meant it as a compliment. "Gentlemanly enough to let me win?" she suggested, grinning.
"Gentlemanly enough to not insult you by just letting you win." Bishop responded with his own smirk, continuing to press the pace on the chess board.
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