♞ Such an annoyance, those with boarish behaviour that seek to snatch a victory without even analyzing the landscape for traps that were laid for them. Alas, it was to be expected of those whom lacked the foresight that she had possessed, a talent but most importantly one that was honed through numerous of matches. Slate hues settled their gaze on her opponent looking at him as if he were worthless, as a hand brought a piece- the knight that was sitting isolated from h3 to a space where it could easily turn the momentum of the battle of wits in her favour. "Knight to g5." The words that were said were enough to make the man that sat infront of her change his inquistive look to one of displayed apparent shock as he soon realized the only options left for him to take would lead to him being in checkmate, something that almost made a smirk curl on her face. Almost, but there wasn't much pleasure in defeating someone whom was so beneath her, if anything she could be angry that she took time out of her busy schedule to take a trip to the united states in order to face someone whom turned out to be so mediocre. "Déchets." She said underneath of breath, awaiting for him to surrender.

At least, that's what should of happened but then what felt like an earthquake had occured, the violent shakings had caused the girl to collapse down from her chair as her hands scurried to keep herself stable in what she had assumed was the event of a natural disaster. But what had happened next was anything from natural. As her head raised, what came to be in her sights wasn't the scenery that was currently being vandalized by the tremors but something that she could only describe as a menu that had been floating right infront of her, one that bore a rather confusing set of text on it.



There was some other stuff on there, something about a class but there wasn't a chance to read the whole thing. Bewilderment wasn't even a gift that Sherry had got to experience as the tremors had gotten worse to the extent where she couldn't have a chance to even comprehend what she had just witness a second ago. And then, it stopped. Finally getting a chance to stand up, regain her composure instead of finding herself in the hotel that was booked for the chess competition her surroundings were completely different. A dilapidated room, with it's only illumination in being a blue light from a screen that bore a eerie looking avatar looking like it was about to crack out into a laugh, a camera and a person whom was completely unfamilar to her. Eye strained, centering on him with the prejudice that whatever was happening he was the culprit. "Who are-" Before she had gotten to finish her sentence her words were cut of by another menu appearing infront of her, looking almost identical to the one before apart from it's dialogue being completely different.



Unnerving, Sherry couldn't help but get and uncomforable feeling setting in her stomach after reading the message. Perhaps it was a dream, but it mattered not as with each ticking of the timer it made her feel a loss of control over the situation- a feeling that the red-haired female hated with every fibre of her being. So naturally Sherry's choice of action was to attempt to regain that feeling of control. Dismissing the message, she walked over to the only other notable thing in the room, the other person before sticking her finger out at him in a accussatory manner. "Is whatever happening your doing?!" She shouted out, the tone of her voice showing that she was clearly pissed. "I don't understand what despicable plan you have with kidnapping me, but I demand you to take me out of this place."

Simeon Nystrom

♞ It took a bit of time for the guy to respond to her, within that brief moment she had a chance to observe his demeanor. He didn’t quite fit the profile of a kidnapper, much less a person who was in charge. If anything, he felt a bit shaken at her sudden approach and outburst which had led her to question her previous assumptions about him. His words did seem to confirm that this was a place he owned, if you could call something like this a place. If anything it felt like a shack, a retreat and one that didn’t seem that pleasant in her own standards which gave her a bit of insight into his character.

“So you DO have something to do with this?” She continued, though her attention was less on him now, mind wandering back into her own thoughts.

There was something that was off, a brief lapse of memory could explain the fact why she found herself to be in a completely separate location than where she found herself prior, but there wasn’t anything logical that could cause her to comprehend what were those things that were floating in front of her face.

Sherry calmed herself, there wasn’t any need of making enemies when that would only add to her problems. Instead she focused on what she knew, what she learned through the events that had just transpired summarizing them into keywords. Transportation, Tutorial, AI. It sounded like a game, she wasn’t an individual that was well versed in any but chess but common sense could easily allow for her to find how all of these keywords intersect. Opening up the menu that was sitting on the edge of her vision, bugging her for a while, she skimmed through the information that was displayed which swiftly confirmed her queries.

Troublesome, whatever was happening was too much of a problem to handle on her own. There was too much to take in, and it didn’t seem like she had the leisure to do so on the account of the clock she was on. As much as she hated relying on others without knowing a single thing about them, it seemed like she wouldn’t have much of a choice but to do so.

“I’ll interrogate you more about this later, but I suppose there’s merit in allowing you the pleasure of being my aide of assisting me out of this unremarkable place.” Sherry spoke as if she were talking to someone beneath her, a typical trait of hers. After doing so she approached the door, and stood there waiting, shoe impatiently tapping the floor. “After all, this is your building so you must know the way out, correct? Judging by the message I saw, I don't have a lot of time to be standing fumbling about here.”

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Sherry opted to follow behind the younger individual as he made his way through the door and hallways, at least she assumed that he was younger due to them sharing the same height and guys more often than not ending up taller than their counterparts. He was quite right, she was a person who judged things immediately based on their cover, how something would present themselves usually gives a good indicator into their inner thoughts and lifestyle. But that didn’t mean she wasn’t open to revising her conclusions when evidence was added to the mix.[break][break]

She honestly didn’t buy into this whole ideal of magic and illusions, part of her still thinking that this was one of those rather indepth dreams that she would wake up from sooner or later. What she also didn’t buy was the fact that he didn’t seem to understand the layout of the building anymore, “For someone who says that you seem to be a bit too competent with leading the way without thinking about the twists and turns.” His movement was as if he knew where he was going, akin to the eyes of an opponent in chess that had a stratagem within their brain.[break][break]

When Simeon came to a pause in movement, suggesting she’d stop too with a gesture, she couldn’t help herself from leaning around him to also see what could possibly warrant that level of caution.[break][break]

The sounds of rolling, the scraping of metal against the floor, before the image of a rusted spherical robot around the size of a chest, arms sticking out of its sides could be seen slowly rolling down the hall in a rather predetermined straight path. Not quite seeming to notice the two who were spying on it. At least until it heard a certain femine voice echo down the halls. “What on earth is that?” Sherry spoke in complete confusion, before lifting a hand to cover her mouth the moment she could tell the mechanic being alerted to her voice. Immediately it started rolling faster, the flickering orb on its front flashing red while sirens blared.[break][break]

It seemed like Sherry had accidentally alerted the robot to their presence and with the speed that it was going it didn’t seem like they would have much of a chance to escape from it.