A Symphony of Pawns and Pieces

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A Symphony of Pawns and Pieces

Ariel Silvermoor
Second Year
Joined: Sep 16 2011, 02:51 PM

Apr 12 2012, 02:54 PM #1

Ariel sat curled up by the fire in the large communal common room, her homework was done for the evening and so she had come down here for some fun... chess fun, that is. She had brought down her wizard's chess set in the hopes that she could persuade someon to play her a game. Ariel grinned as she set up the chess board of Rowan and Olive wood... greeted, as she did so by her loyal pieces. This was something that never seemed to cease to amaze her; living, talking, moving chess pieces! Surely this had to be one of the great benefits of being a witch? She knew how to play muggle chess, her beloved grandfather having taught her... and the rules of the wizarding world's version were more or less the same. The main difference existed in the pieces themselves... which wizarding folk enchanted to speak and move on their own.

"Greetings, Mistress!" Called one for the white knights as she set it on its place on the sixty-four dark and light squares that made up the chess board. There were students milling about the common room, as she glanced up from placing the pieces... surely someone here would be interested in a match? Eagle, snake, lion or badger it didn't matter much to Ariel... the game of chess, it seemed tore down such petty divisions. Some, of course were engrossed in socializing... including a few couples who were far to interested in each other to be at all interested in anything else around them.

"Bored, bored, BORED," the little eaglette mumbled to herself. Glancing back down at her loyal pieces she spoke quietly to them," I hope that we will have a challenger soon" She told them. Hopefully indeed! There were a few of her fellow eages down here in the commons, perhaps one of them knew how to play the game of chess. The fire flickered in the fireplace nearby and the candles scattered upon the various tables cast enough light troughout the room for stsudents to comfortably do homework... as some of them appeared to be diligently doing.

Ariel's legs were tucked up beneath her as she sat on the floor, her chess board before her on a little coffee table before the fire. As class was over for the day, she wore a pair of denim jeans and a ligth blue blouse, emphasizing her muggle heritage. It wasn't that Ariel had any problem wit wearing her robes... it was just that she still felt more at home in the sorts of clothes she had always worn than in anything that the new world she was now a part of offered her. Ariel, turned and glanced out the window not far from where she sat... a beautiful starrry night out, it was... no doubt there would be a number of student sup in the astronomy tower working on projects for that class, this evening... perhaps why the commons were a bit more subdued than sometimes, she reflected. She felt a purr and a furry rub against her side that told her shadow had followed her ... funny little cat. The stroked the green eyes creature on its fluffy head and sooped it up into her lap... shadow was some company on a quiet night, at least.
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Shiral Verdantclaw
First Year
Joined: Apr 2 2012, 12:01 AM

Apr 14 2012, 05:14 PM #2

Shiral quietly made her way up through the common room. Hibblespot sat on her head as he normally did as she walked the halls of Hogwarts. There was no croaking as he rode his flaming throne, just silence...mostly because a misplaced croak could cause him to fall off her head entirely. Everyone seemed to be doing homework, away from her. It was easier that way. She spotted a young girl sitting with her cat..staring at a chessboard from only one side. That was a silly thought of course, she couldn't stare at it from both sides...She looked lonely. Shiral knew what it was to only have your pet as your companion. She was a first year, those were dangerous as they had yet to grasp the social tenancies of Hogwarts. Hibblespot seemed to lean toward her though; as if to say 'Come on, you know how that feels'.

While Shiral knew the game of chess, she had never been any good at it. It couldn't be any worse to lose than to have manure poured on one's head though. She doubted anything that bad would be done up in the common room. Hesitantly, Shiral tip toed over to the chess board, looking down upon the enchanted wizard pieces. She eyed the cat, ready to plant it in the ground like a misbehaving mandrake if it made a wrong move toward Hibblespot. Cats were violent beasts.

"Hello...are you all alone? Or does your cat play?"

The question, regardless of how ridiculous it sounded, was genuine. If Shiral could play games with plants, she was sure others might be able to play games with their pets. One of the pieces moved again and her eyes moved out of paranoid habit. The Ravenclaw did her best to look polite and not like a crazy person randomly approaching a lone first year. Her smile wasn't always the best for that particular venture but still the red head tried her best. If Shiral knew anything, it was the fear of having someone approach you without reason.
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Ariel Silvermoor
Second Year
Joined: Sep 16 2011, 02:51 PM

Apr 14 2012, 09:12 PM #3

Ariel turned in surprise to see that another girl had approached her; one a few years older than herself and who had her pet toad riding upon her head, nestled quite comfortably in the girl's flaming red mane. She appeared to be eyeing both her and shadow rather cautiously... almost as if she expected on or the other to cause some sot of trouble. None the less, the red-head approached the chess set and appeared to be admiring the pieces set out there on, her eyes every so often wandering back to the cat.

'Are you all alone?' the newcomer inquired... the tone in the girl's voice gave the little eaglette the idea that this other girl somehow had plenty of experience with being so... this was sad, somehow, a person ought not to be that alone."Yes...., at least, I am tonight." She added thoughtfully. It was true that normally she wasn't this alone... she had friends, May, Rose, Emric, Akio, and even Xavier sensei... but it seemed that everyone was busy tonight and left her with NOTHING to do.The next words out of the other girl's mouth, however, nearly caused Ariel to burst out laughing, though she managed to stifle her merriment into a wide grin," I wish that he could." She chuckled," And... you need not worry about your toad. Shadow here," She indicated the diminutive black feline curled up in her lap," He won't touch him if I tell him not to." She guessed that that was why she kept giving the cat skeptical glances and she gave the creature a stern look so as to impress upon it exactly what she meant. Seeing that the other girl appeared to be the shy type, the little eagle decided to introduce herself first," My name is Ariel, Ariel Silvermoor." she added, watching as the red-heads eyes darted back to the chess board as one of the pieces adjusted itself so as to stand up straighter."How about you?" She inquired"And I saw you admiring my chess set a moment ago... do you play?"

It occurred to Ariel then, that she wasn't CERTAIN what house her new companion was in. She didn't appear to be a Slytherin... the viperesses were generally anything but shy... or a Gryffindor. That left her own house of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff. There was something Raevenish about the way the stranger spoke, though most eagles of Ariel's aquaintence had more confidence in themselves. That nervousness... the eaglette onbserved... it was almost as if she expected that Ariel had some prank set up for her or something. While it WAS true that there were rumors whispered through the house of the eagles, and elseware, of 'the riddler's shadow', a little first-year prankster... taught, so some said, by one of the cleverest; there was little or no consensus as to who this was... A fact that Ariel was thankful for on more than one occasion. No... a trickster she might be to those who treated her or her friends badly, or when she got over bored, but to someone who was so obviously lonely... not EVER. "Anyway, she added at last..." Even if not there is plenty of room here by the fire." She indicated the big sofa near the coffee table. "All my friends are busy with homework and the like tonight so..." She trailed off. The meaning was obvious... she had nothing to do at the moment and no one to hang out with.

Ariel glanced back up at the red-headed newcomer, hoping that perhaps she could get her to come out of her shell just a little... perhaps even play a game of chess. She was carefully attempting to gauge the other girl's reaction and waited to see what she might say. It was obvious that she had initially been a bit nervous in her presence, and she hoped to find that the newcomer, who had yet to tell her her name, or that of her obviously beloved pet toad, either for that matter, would have relaxed a bit.
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Shiral Verdantclaw
First Year
Joined: Apr 2 2012, 12:01 AM

Apr 15 2012, 04:04 AM #4

She gave a soft sigh of relief to think that Hibblespot would be safe. Still, she did not trust cats, crafty little things. She relaxed a bit but kept her eyes on the black-furred feline. Hibblespot seemed relaxed around the cat though, his yellow Yosemite toad eyes meeting the green gaze of the cat with toad-ish indifference. As long as he was happy, so was she. Hmm, did she play chess? Sometimes, about as much as she played any other sort of game...

"Chess? I've played before. Rather, I know how to play but I don't know that I'm any good at it. I played a bit with my mother on long flights but that was about it."

Shiral glanced sideways at the fireplace. She never had been a fan of any sort of flame. Preferring even to take a break from studying on nights with the new moon so as to avoid having to use candles. Her mind wandered back to the first time she had seen a wildfire. The flames had consumed a field of wildflowers and grasses. She watched all of the plants wither and turn to ash, the silent screams rung in her head and the girl of six had cried incessantly. It was weeks before the girl had stopped being so upset, her parents constantly consoled her during that time but nobody else had heard the plants screaming. She of course wasn't the only one upset. Her parents had lost months of research and growing potential in that field. Two years later they brought her back to visit the re-grown field. It was one of her favorite memories...Her gaze jerked away from the fire and she wondered how long she had been staring at it. The girl had given her name earlier. Shiral was being rude and she looked over at the young Ravenclaw and her cat.

"My apologies. I was momentarily distracted...My name is Shiral Verdantclaw. It's a pleasure to meet you Ariel. This is Hibblespot."

Shiral pointed up to the toad.

"He's probably better at chess but he likes to hide his talents. Humble toad that he is. You know it's been a while since I played chess, maybe you can give me a refresher course?"
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Ariel Silvermoor
Second Year
Joined: Sep 16 2011, 02:51 PM

Apr 16 2012, 12:16 AM #5

The red-head explained that she had played chess before... or more to the point she knew the basic rules of the game, but as far as more than that... The girl went on to reveal that she had played with her mother on long flights, but nothing much more than that. The eaglette nodded understandingly,"It was my grandpa who taught me how to play." She explained, thinking back to many a happy evening spent playing this game with him as he explained all about the Ancient cultures he loved to study."Only," She added witha grin," The pieces he used to teache me... they didn't talk. She raised an eyebrow as if waiting to see if the girl would comment on this fact.

Ariel grinned as the girl appeared to remember that she had forgotten to do so, and introduced herself as Shiral Verdantclaw... and her toad as Hibblespot. She examine the little amphibian a bit more closely as the girl informed her that she wouldn't be at all surprised if he could play chess better than she could. She could see from the creatures yellow eyes that he was quite intelligent as amphibians went."Nice to meet you " She told Shiral," And nice to meet you to Hibblespot."

Ariel thought she had seen the girl glance at the fire... almost as if the flames made her uncomfortable for some reason. It was, though, none of her business and besides, fire could be dangerous if it were allowed to get out of control. In that respect a healthy respect for it was wise.

"I believe that could be arranged," She grinned when the other girl asked if it would be possible for her to remind her of how the game of chess was played. "Atten-TION!" She called to the pieces upon the board," This is Miss Verdantclaw... a new friend of mine... you are NOT to give her any trouble, is that understood?" Ariel's wizard chess peices were relatively young pieces and bright, quick and witty, but being of Rowan and Olive, fairly stubborn woods, they often showed loyalty ONLY to their Mistress... a problem when you wanted a fair game... and were known to be difficult for others. She grinned as the pieces chorused an affirmative.

"Sorry about that," she added glancing back at the to the other girl... who she had decided must be a fellow eagle..."I don't know why but these pieces can be a bit willful.... almost as bad as my wand, at times, I swear." She chuckled. Her wand was, likewise, willful; but it was as loyal as they came.

"Alright, let's see here," She continued, "The pieces will know if you try to make an illegal move, so we don't need to worry about that, I thiink we are ready to start. You can play the light pieces... the Olive Wood Ones, if you like, which means you go first." She added cheerfully. 'The main thing is keep yur eyes open for all the possibilities... that is what grandpa Silvermoor always told me."
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Shiral Verdantclaw
First Year
Joined: Apr 2 2012, 12:01 AM

Apr 16 2012, 12:59 AM #6

Shiral jumped in surprise when the little Eagle shouted at the pieces. She hadn't expected such a voice from such a small vessel. Hibblespot seemed un-bothered which only bothered Shiral more...why were toads more calm than she was? Her eyes traveled down to the pieces and she hoped she didn't offend them by saying the wrong thing. She sat down and watched the fire reflect softly off the board and pieces. Shiral did her best to be polite.

"Good evening..."

She spoke to the pieces on the board. She remembered something about the coordinates she needed to send them to. Pawns were the easiest to remember. Straight then forward diagonal to attack. She was already nervous. She was sure she wouldn't be a very good opponent tonight. She kept berating herself in her mind but at the very least the girl seemed to understand that she wasn't really the best opponent.

"Umm, pawn to A-4."

She stared at the board, waiting for the pieces to do their thing. She was still afraid that she would do something to offend them. Even if she didn't do an illegal move she didn't believe it would be comfortable to be attacked like the chess pieces normally were. To be a bad chess player made one feel quite a bit more guilty when playing wizard's chess...
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Ariel Silvermoor
Second Year
Joined: Sep 16 2011, 02:51 PM

Apr 16 2012, 01:23 PM #7

The red-headed Ravenclaw had jumped at little Ariel's shout for her pieces attention. It was a fact which amused her, though she did her best not to show it; It wouldn't do to hurt any feelings here, she realized as she watched the other girl take her place at the board. She heard Shiral's voice mummer a quiet greeting to the pawns and pieces upon the board... and smiled, but said nothing as her pieces respond enthusiastically... her face turned so as to allow for carefully watching the board. Her pieces, it seemed, had taken a liking already to this newcomer... there would be no trouble from them, tonight, she mused as she sat, stroking shadow who purred softly and contentedly in her lap while awaiting the other eagle's first move.

'Pawn to A4,' she heard the the other eagle say, and immediately the little olive wood pawn in question... the one farthest to Shiral's left moved to obey the order it had been given. An unusual opening move, to be sure. Ariel studied the board carefully; she had felt guilty, when she had first seen it played this way, about using living, animated chess pieces on account of the pain it no doubt caused them in being attacked and captured, but then she realized... a game of chess was what they lived for and what they loved best of all.

"Pawn to D5," She called with a grin. and without a second's hesitation the little rowan wood pawn did as it was told... almost as if it not only knew its job but WANTED to do it, too. The little eagle glanced up to see what her opponant would make of her move before glancing cautiously back at the board. Ariel enjoyed a good game of chess... wizard variation or otherwise.

There was something in the other girl's eyes, though, that struck Ariel... it wasn't the confidence of a strong chess player, not the fierce delight in the hunt of the game... that looked rather like self doubt, perhaps, and more than a little caution. Her own sparkled with mischief and good humor, no doubt, as they always did during a game. If Shiral hoped to win, she needed to be sure of what she was doing... if you did not trust your own judgement, the how in the name of Merlin could expect the pawns and pieces you commanded to do so?

The brunette first-year stroked shadow once more as she waited, glancing back at the flickering , dancing flames of the fire. Ariel liked best of all to be near the warmth of a fire on a chill evening like what this was. Glancing back to her opponant on the other side of the coffeee table which served them for an impromptu chess table, she noted that the other eagle had not made any remark to her using common chess pieces in her first experiences with chess... either it did not interest her, or she might blooded, like herself? That question could wait, though... for now, the game was on. Chess was certainly a highly suitable game for the members of the witty and clever house of Ravenclaw to indulge in.
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Shiral Verdantclaw
First Year
Joined: Apr 2 2012, 12:01 AM

Apr 17 2012, 12:45 AM #8

Shiral arched a red brow. Pawn to D-5...What to do next? She reviewed the pieces, each one of them seemed so eager to jump forward. It was like her own mini militia. A smile flashed briefly on her features as she imagined having her own little militia. She might enjoy a game where she had people to fight for her. They didn't seem at all upset about being under her control, under her command. Her eyes washed over the olive wood characters of her battle ridden chess game dream. She hated to fight, but they seemed so excited to fight, to play. She mumbled...

"What next? Where do I move you?"

Biting her bottom lip she stared at the board she took her time to think of her next move. The knight seemed particularly eager to her. As far as she could remember knights could move around their own men. Yes, that's why he looked so eager wasn't it? The young girl in front of her looked so confident. Shiral had years of life experiences ahead of her and didn't know that confidence. Was that unusual? Or a result of her experiences? She wasn't sure yet. Still, she like the girl in front of her. Best to start a conversation...She believed that was what one did while enjoying a game of chess in another person's company. Hibblespot seemed to be watching the game intently. He was enjoying the strategy...Shiral just knew it by the way the webbing on his feet stretched and relaxed after each move. Her mind was wandering again...conversation...yes.

"What classes are you taking Ariel? You're a...first year? maybe second?"

Her next move jumped out at her and she gave an understanding smile at the knight.

"Knight to F-3"
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