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Maligaya Magen

Gaya peered at the token in front of her. It was a piece of someone's chess set, but it was a chess set that moved. Gaya had watched it come alive and smash another piece into, well, pieces. That's when she knew she had to have it. She'd waited til the match was over, because she wasn't an animal, and then she'd swiped it. It was something she'd picked up from the orphanage -- swiping things, from apples to tuppence -- and one Doon probably would hate to know she was using. 

 

It was important, though, she'd argue, because she wanted to know how the chess piece worked. 

 

She poked it with her finger, only for the piece to try and smack her away. "How do you function?" she asked, pulling her wand and screwdriver out from the inside pocket of her robes. Poking the piece with the rubber end of her screwdriver, she huffed when it tried to bite it. "Stop that! i just want to find out how you work!" she huffed, pouting at the piece.  

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Nico Pichardo

"What are you doing?" He questioned, watching her poke at the pieces. "I don't think you're meant to do that.. they'll never trust you, you know." Nico wasn't all that familiar with wizard's chess, even with the way they'd smash each other (the part he found awesome) it was too much sitting. Too much singular focus.. strategy and all that went over his head. He much preferred outdoor sports or riding a broom to it but still.

 

It didn't seem like a good idea to do what she was and he felt it important to speak up and say so. The one part Nico didn't care for was feeling like a busybody but it seemed better than the alternative. "Why don't you try asking them?" He questioned, remembering hers after a beat in which he'd managed to find something to lean against.

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Maligaya Magen

Gaya had been so absorbed in figuring out how the chess piece worked, she’d missed the fact that she’d attracted the attention to one of her classmates. She glanced up when she heard someone ask her what she was doing — a phrase that, in most cases, was just an indicator that Gaya should stop doing what she was doing — and blinked at the boy as he kept talking.

 

“Asking?” she repeated, glancing down at the piece. It gave her a look, which made Gaya jump a little. “You mean they’re sentient? Like ... proper people?” she asked, excitement lacing her tone because what. She thought it was just designed to destroy everything it came across, like when Bast had first been introduced into their household, but ... if this boy was right, then they could understand her.

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