knightley-gambit

[knightley-gambit]

[dw it's fine. if you don't know how to answer incase I do stuff like this again you can also just answer as mod.]

-song anon

//ah, okay! but is there a specific i guess way you’d want horace to answer regarding the song, bc i know you were probably expecting Horace to give his thoughts rather than me as mod.

[knightley-gambit]

//apologies i ahve no clue how im meant to answer this <3

not that anything’s wrong with the ask j literally ahev 0 idea what response you’re expecting 😞 and also also @people-can-be-tamed handles simeon!! <3

[knightley-gambit]

hey can you just kinda look at me neuturally? i need ya for a drawing

“yeah sure, like this?”

//aaand just in case you wants something a bit more official and not mod-doodled-in-two-minutes

here you are! right off the wiki <3

[knightley-gambit]

”no, i mean— on a large scale..? no. bad idea. i think my worms are better. come on, Si, even you’re better than this”

^ Caught onto the joke and now playing into it! hooray!

if you were a worm id put you in a little worm tin with water and blabket and worm food and then id ship you to horace then what he does with worm simon is not my problem anymore

would you like that

"No. Horace would not like worm me. I bet I'd die within a week."

[knightley-gambit]

“maybe id make you a code or something and thats how you’d make your worm-moves?

Yeah see? good idea all around. revolutionary. but- but, who’s to say i’d lose? who knows, maybe that’s the day i beat you, never know”

^ Unfortunateky, he’s autistic.

if you were a worm id put you in a little worm tin with water and blabket and worm food and then id ship you to horace then what he does with worm simon is not my problem anymore

would you like that

"No. Horace would not like worm me. I bet I'd die within a week."

[knightley-gambit]

"yeah, exactly. See id put you on the other side of the board and even have a little water dish for you so worm-you wouldnt dry out and then you'd tap the pieces and thats how you'd play chess.

Hey Si, wouln't it be cool to be the first person to play chess against a worm. I think that deserves its own award, yeah?"

if you were a worm id put you in a little worm tin with water and blabket and worm food and then id ship you to horace then what he does with worm simon is not my problem anymore

would you like that

"No. Horace would not like worm me. I bet I'd die within a week."

[knightley-gambit]

"Come onn, id be great!

You'd be safe in the little worm carrier, then you'd have your little worm food, maybe even worm toys. I think I could make them pretty good."

if you were a worm id put you in a little worm tin with water and blabket and worm food and then id ship you to horace then what he does with worm simon is not my problem anymore

would you like that

"No. Horace would not like worm me. I bet I'd die within a week."

[knightley-gambit]

"aww, no faith in your knight?"

if you were a worm id put you in a little worm tin with water and blabket and worm food and then id ship you to horace then what he does with worm simon is not my problem anymore

would you like that

"No. Horace would not like worm me. I bet I'd die within a week."

[knightley-gambit]

i know what you are horse boy

“And that is?”

As soon as I read this I imagine it as coming from Simeon

I love doodling them in stupid scenarios

[knightley-gambit]

whats your favorite ice cream flavor?

“rocky road”

[knightley-gambit]

" ..yeah, sure."

[ *> Horace relaxed as she let down the arm holding the chisel. ]

[ *> His life could very much still be in danger. Despite it, he'd played his defenses correctly for the most part, and ensured a longer game. ]

[ *> one strange thing, how did she know Simon? The description, no matter how brief still described Simon pretty well; after all, there werent many men Horace knew that'd put their hair up in pigtails often enough to be recognizable by it. ]

((giggling. since I have a Patricia Roland / Fifi laguarde ask blog... wondering what would've happened if she missed or didn't have ammo?))

"Knightley, dear... do you mind speaking to me privately for a moment?"

She looked particularly nervous today. Perhaps there was an issue at the prison?

-- Fifi Laguarde <3 (@foxes-and-criminals)

[ *> Horace was looking around for something when she called for him, it had to have been something small as he was looking around under his desk right then. Maybe a certain sheet of paper? ]

[ *> he lifted his head and.. immediately bumped it on the underside of the table! ouch.. ]

“tsk— huh? Oh, yeah sure, what for?”

[knightley-gambit]

[ *> bad move! bad move! ]

[ *> she knew Simon? ]

[ *> slowly by slowly, Horace was beginning to piece together just what Simon meant earlier.. ]

"Look, okay? I don't know anything about it. I dont know Dogen, so he couldn't have given it to me, make sense?"

[ *> he wouldn't lose his life like this, that much he knew. ]

((giggling. since I have a Patricia Roland / Fifi laguarde ask blog... wondering what would've happened if she missed or didn't have ammo?))

"Knightley, dear... do you mind speaking to me privately for a moment?"

She looked particularly nervous today. Perhaps there was an issue at the prison?

-- Fifi Laguarde <3 (@foxes-and-criminals)

[ *> Horace was looking around for something when she called for him, it had to have been something small as he was looking around under his desk right then. Maybe a certain sheet of paper? ]

[ *> he lifted his head and.. immediately bumped it on the underside of the table! ouch.. ]

“tsk— huh? Oh, yeah sure, what for?”

[knightley-gambit]

[ *> What was with this woman–? ]

"geez– We're done with that now?"

[ *> Maybe not the best move, considering she still had the chisel and all. but if he could maybe manage to coax her away from the chisel.. ]

[ *> subtlety was key; subtlety was key. ]

((giggling. since I have a Patricia Roland / Fifi laguarde ask blog... wondering what would've happened if she missed or didn't have ammo?))

"Knightley, dear... do you mind speaking to me privately for a moment?"

She looked particularly nervous today. Perhaps there was an issue at the prison?

-- Fifi Laguarde <3 (@foxes-and-criminals)

[ *> Horace was looking around for something when she called for him, it had to have been something small as he was looking around under his desk right then. Maybe a certain sheet of paper? ]

[ *> he lifted his head and.. immediately bumped it on the underside of the table! ouch.. ]

“tsk— huh? Oh, yeah sure, what for?”

[knightley-gambit]

[ *> what was she /doing—?/ ]

[ *> seriously, what about the stupid chisel would have her worked up like this?? ]

[ *> Horace, unsure of what she was going to try next, figured his best move in this case would be to move next to the bars. someplace visible. ]

((giggling. since I have a Patricia Roland / Fifi laguarde ask blog... wondering what would've happened if she missed or didn't have ammo?))

"Knightley, dear... do you mind speaking to me privately for a moment?"

She looked particularly nervous today. Perhaps there was an issue at the prison?

-- Fifi Laguarde <3 (@foxes-and-criminals)

[ *> Horace was looking around for something when she called for him, it had to have been something small as he was looking around under his desk right then. Maybe a certain sheet of paper? ]

[ *> he lifted his head and.. immediately bumped it on the underside of the table! ouch.. ]

“tsk— huh? Oh, yeah sure, what for?”

[knightley-gambit]

[ *> Ah. the chisel. ]

[ *> Simeon liked to plan ahead, even if Horace couldn’t tell what he was planning (most of the time, evident by his stacking losses against the man..) Horace still knew that every little thing meant something. ]

” where’d you get that from? what, the chisel? ”

[ *> Even if Horace had no clue as to why she was so freaked out by the chisel, Simeon gave it to Horace for something. for what? that he couldn’t quite piece together yet.. ]

((giggling. since I have a Patricia Roland / Fifi laguarde ask blog... wondering what would've happened if she missed or didn't have ammo?))

"Knightley, dear... do you mind speaking to me privately for a moment?"

She looked particularly nervous today. Perhaps there was an issue at the prison?

-- Fifi Laguarde <3 (@foxes-and-criminals)

[ *> Horace was looking around for something when she called for him, it had to have been something small as he was looking around under his desk right then. Maybe a certain sheet of paper? ]

[ *> he lifted his head and.. immediately bumped it on the underside of the table! ouch.. ]

“tsk— huh? Oh, yeah sure, what for?”

[knightley-gambit]

[ HEADCANONS ]

>>> -> His memory of the incident in the car is spotty at best. he remembers the more emotionally charged moments, while others are fully gone from his memory.

>>> -> Specifically regarding the incident: he remembers being threatened, not by who in specific nor what it was about. he remembers sobbing and apologizing to Simeon as he tied him up, but not the stuff that came after while they were locked. he remembers being saved, but not by who.

>>> -> i love the implication that Simeon always beat him in chess from the fan-translation, so im taking that <3

>>> -> When they were deciding their names/birthdates/whatever, Horace made it a competition to be older than Simeon. Simeon wanted a winter birthday, while Horace wanted to be older. They went back and forth for a bit until Simeon gave in and settled on Dec 14, while Horace eventually settled on July 20 [<- search that holiday <3]

>>> -> He doesnt know why Simeon ran away from the orphanage, so when he graduated the foster program he made it his mission to track Simeon down. And track him down he did, rather quickly too.

>>> -> To be added to!!

[knightley-gambit]

"Thats all you want?"

"then yeah sure, come in. Doubt you'll find anything useful."

[ *> Horace steps to the side of his door to let her in! ]

[ *> This was already a strange encounter, on one of his first nights in the holding cell no less. Either way, he didnt know who dogen was nor why she was so worked up over him. Best he could do was let her in so she could have what she needed and be on her way. ]

((giggling. since I have a Patricia Roland / Fifi laguarde ask blog... wondering what would've happened if she missed or didn't have ammo?))

"Knightley, dear... do you mind speaking to me privately for a moment?"

She looked particularly nervous today. Perhaps there was an issue at the prison?

-- Fifi Laguarde <3 (@foxes-and-criminals)

[ *> Horace was looking around for something when she called for him, it had to have been something small as he was looking around under his desk right then. Maybe a certain sheet of paper? ]

[ *> he lifted his head and.. immediately bumped it on the underside of the table! ouch.. ]

“tsk— huh? Oh, yeah sure, what for?”