Private Message to Batya

[alt_crouch_jr]

Am coming home early.

Bringing take-away curries. Ale in bottles.


Dust off the chessboard, Dedushka. We're staying in for the evening.

Comments

[alt_antonin]

'Dedushka'? Either you're trying to tell me something or you're trying to goad me into losing my temper and playing badly, светлякжка.

I'm so close to a round three thousand it would nag me to leave the milestone unreached, so I'll be somewhat behind you, but after that you have me until I pass out in my curry. Say another forty-five minutes?

I hate this so much

[alt_crouch_jr]

You've done more than anyone could expect. Even B  

Come h If you're not here in 45, I'm coming to collect you.

[alt_antonin]

No, don't, you'll only rile them up and I've just got them down for their naps. I'll be home shortly, I swear.

[alt_crouch_jr]

Holding you to that.

Want a bath before I feed you? (And drive you to your knees at the chess board.) Will have the elves prepare it.

[alt_antonin]

By all the saints and gods there ever have been or will be, I would murder a regiment for a bath right now, yes. Please. And these robes will almost certainly need to be burned, as well.

You are a comfort and a joy eternal. (That won't, however, save you from a thrashing.)

[alt_crouch_jr]

Bath and retiring robes ready, Batya.


At the chessboard, however, prepare to die.

[alt_antonin]

If you say so. Хва́стать, не коси́ть, спина́ не боли́т.

And I'm only ten minutes past when I said I'd be done. I'll be there shortly, darling.