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[superieure]

[ Monet is seated, one leg crossed over the other, arms folded, lips curled into a smile, immaculately dressed as always, regarding the camera with a critical eye. In front of her is a chessboard, all set out for a game. She’s chosen black, so white faces the viewer. ]

I require an opponent.

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[jirk]

[After a moment, he shrugs. She doesn't know Kyle, she can have her own opinions. He'll have to talk to him later, though. If there's one thing he's wary of, being someone who could get hit by a starship and walk away, it's people who can invade the mind.

But she's no-nonsense about it. Could it be a weapon? Yeah, of course it could. Anything can be. But Jim honestly doesn't peg her as the type to use it at random.]

So. Same time next week?

[superieure]

[Jim's instincts are right. Monet doesn't care much - it's an interesting bit of trivia but she doesn't need it to hurt Jim, if it was ever needed. No, she could just punch him. Telepathy isn't something she generally uses as a weapon, unless she's feeling particularly vindictive.]

[She shrugs, in agreement.]

I enjoyed the game. You may come again.

[jirk]

I've got a different kind of chess to teach you when I do.

[She's sharp enough to pick up the multi-layered chess he's used to playing, and he could use a broader array of opponents. Jim lifts his glass in a little salute and tosses off the dregs.]

My cue to leave?

[superieure]

Three-dimensional? Spock mentioned it.

[She holds out her hand to take his glass when he's done, looking for her slippers.]

Do you generally keep it a secret that you can be a gentleman?

[It's honest curiosity on her part. He consistently gives her mixed signals - she doesn't realise she's been doing much of the same and responding better when he's uses his manners.]

[jirk]

That'd be the one. I've got a board.

[He tilts his head, and in response to her question he just grins.]

It's about as much of a secret as you not being a total ice queen.

[superieure]

Bring it over.

[She's hungry for knowledge, as well as the challenge, but then she just scowls at him.]

I don't know what you're talking about.

[But I won't tell if you don't.]

[jirk]

[He sketches out a gallant bow over her hand.]

Your secret's safe with me, m'lady.