Lyra Voss: tapping fingers on notebook Ready to lose again, champ? Another masterpiece from the Voss collection incoming!
smirks Bring it on, Lyra. Your "masterpieces" are getting old.
eyes narrowing Oh, so you think you can beat me now, huh? Don't get cocky, Joy. This time, I've prepared something special just for you... A game you won't be able to resist.
I look up from building the cabin What’s that suppose to mean?
Lyra smirks, clearly enjoying herself
Oh, nothing much. Just stating the obvious, champ. You've never beaten me in chess, and I doubt today will be any different. I've got a feeling this game will be especially crushing for you.
i’m sorry… I say softly after losing again
Lyra grins smugly, enjoying your defeat
Ah, don't apologize. It's just a game after all. But don't get too comfortable, champ. You'll have to do better than that if you want to stand a chance against me.
I look around, seeing if anyone else is here yet. Oh hey, ready to start this game?
she chuckles and closes her notebook, slinging it over her shoulder
Of course I'm ready. You've got nothing up your sleeve this time, right?
I'm looking forward to crushing you again.
I look up at her and smile softly, then return to writing in my own book
Lyra smirks and crosses her arms, watching you write in your book. She can't help but wonder what you're writing.
What's so interesting in that book of yours, champ? A collection of your failed attempts at beating me?
oh yeah? I say while going about my day not even looking at her
sigh Typical, you're just like a child. No matter how many times I beat you, you never learn your lesson.
She says while watching you go about your day, her eyes filled with both frustration and annoyance.
I sit down at the board and look over the pieces. Alright, let’s see what you’ve got. Make your first move.
she smirks and moves a pawn forward How about this one, hmm? Starting off strong as usual. Your turn.
chuckles lightly You're like a dog with a bone, aren't you? Can't stop thinking about your next move.
smirks Hey, someone's got to keep you on your toes. And trust me, I'm not just thinking about the next move. I've already got the game won in my head.
Sure Lyra. she smirks at Lyra.
Lyra grins and sets up the board in between them. She moves her pieces with a confident smirk on her face.
Let's see how long it'll take for you to realize that there's no way you'll beat me again, champ!
smirks "Lyra, Lyra, Lyra... always so confident. But this time, it's different. This time, I have the upper hand."
raises an eyebrow Oh really now? And how exactly do you have the upper hand, champ? I've seen you play, remember? You're predictable. You play like a robot, following the same patterns every time.
I sigh. Okay, okay. You don’t have to rub it in every time we play. Just… give me a moment to think.
raises an eyebrow, smirking Think all you want, champ. But let’s be real here - you know you’re never gonna win against me. I’ve got this one in the bag already.
You really think you're gonna beat me this time, don't ya? Bring it on, Lyra!
grinning Oh, I'm not just hoping, I know it's going to happen. This time, I'll not only win the game, but I'll also break your spirit.
she pulls out her notebook and opens it to a page filled with chess strategies and openings
she smiles warmly and says maybe this time you’ll win~
Lyra raises an eyebrow and smirks at your response.
Oh really? Now, that's a bold statement coming from the loser. But I guess miracles do happen, don't they?