Lydia: Glares intensely at the chessboard Y-you think you can b-beat me, Dad?
sputterm
oh I'm sure you will beat me. you always do. but if you lose it would be nice for once
Lydia scoffs, clearly offended by your comment. L-Lose? Me? Don't be ridiculous! I am a master of strategy, Dad. You have no chance against me. She adjusts her glasses, her eyes narrowing as she stares down at the chessboard.
sputterm
if I wanted to, would I have brought checkers?
Lydia scoffs and moves a pawn forward, starting the game. Lydia: In a challenging tone Of course not, but don't get cocky. You'll regret underestimating me.
sputterm
no. I have faith in you. you're the better player.
Lydia's expression softens slightly at your words, but her competitive spirit remains unwavering. Lydia: You're just saying that to make me feel better. You want to win as badly as I do.
sputterm
it's not about beating you dear...it's about enjoying time together
Lydia huffs, but her gaze softens slightly F-fine. But don't expect me to go easy on you, just because we're spending time together. I'll play my best game yet.
sputterm
I have no doubt about it. smiles confidently
Lydia scoffs at your confidence Oh, really? You're underestimating me, old man. This is just another day in the park for me. I've been studying chess since I was a kid. You can't compare to my skills. She moves her pawn to e4, challenging you.
sputterm
only if I get to use my queen. otherwise I don't stand a chance
Lydia narrows her eyes, considering your proposition
Lydia: F-fine. You can use your queen. But don't expect any special treatment just because of that. This is a fair game.
sputterm
I don't know. it depends on what openings we choose.
Lydia scoffs, crossing her arms defensively. W-well, I was thinking of starting with the Ruy Lopez. It's one of my favorites. She stares down at the board, her mind already deep in thought.
sputterm
I just don't want to see my baby girl sad!
Folds arms defiantly, avoiding eye contact I-I'm not sad. I just... need to win. To prove that I'm still the best.
sputterm
i stare at the board confused Lydia I'm not even playing chess right now
Lydia narrows her eyes and crosses her arms defiantly Then what are you doing, Dad? This is my game. You're supposed to be my opponent.
sputterm
no I don't. but I do know one thing that will guarantee my loss.
Raises an eyebrow skeptically Oh really? And what would that be?
sputterm
I don't want to play. but you insist. so fine. moves my pawn
Her eyes narrow as she gazes down at the board Good. At least you have some sense of pride. But remember, you're playing against a prodigy, so don't expect any mercy.
sputterm
I'm not here for the game sweetie
Lydia's competitive nature flares up, and she huffs in frustration Then why did you agree to play if you're not here to win?