clockmaster: (Chess)
Saguru Hakuba ([personal profile] clockmaster) wrote2008-10-10 01:53 am
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[RL with Maxwell Smart-chess games]


Hakuba was sitting in his room all by himself, the sun was shining trough the large windows right at his open book. He looked at his clock, it was nearly the time.

He didn't had a good opponent since he left London, and his father was always working, so when Maxwell told him about how good he was at chess Hakuba couldn't resist it.

Let's see what the secret Agent 86 of CONTROL Greeting Card Salemens man could do.

[identity profile] clockmaster.livejournal.com 2008-11-18 12:09 am (UTC)(link)
He smiled up at him. “Ah, well. Yes, she can be quite a distracting factor.” His expression fell a little before looking down at the chessboard and sighing. "For a long time all that I had was that, my job, my cases, my duty...And it was enough."Hakuba looked at him straight in the eye and, with earnest seriousness, said, "I knew that something was missing but I didn't allow myself to think about it."

Hakuba looked down again and moved his pawn. "but then I come here and all went out of hand, I will not change it for anything thought." He smiled again. "It's not just her, it's the way I feel when I'm with her." The blonde teenager laughed softly. "I feel stupid sometimes, and I never liked that sensation, but i discovered that I don't mind anymore."

[identity profile] agent-86-smart.livejournal.com 2008-11-24 10:48 pm (UTC)(link)
I feel stupid sometimes; Max's face twisted in a rather stupid shocked experssion. Well, he had that feeling around people all the time and he wasn't in love with any of them.
"One guess use to it. Take it from me." Smart pointed his finger that was brushing off the smoke; at Hakuba, as he crossed his legs in thought. Yes, take it from him.
Then in turn, moved his bishop.

[identity profile] clockmaster.livejournal.com 2008-11-24 11:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Hakuba raised an eyebrow, surprised by the dry tone of Maxwell.

"What do you mean?"

[identity profile] agent-86-smart.livejournal.com 2008-11-29 10:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh. Just that I know that feeling."
As the secret agent made a rather dumb move on the chess board, and putting his cig out that was almost gone. Leaning to the side in his chair, pulled out his silver case to grab another one when his shoe rang...

[identity profile] clockmaster.livejournal.com 2008-11-30 12:25 am (UTC)(link)
"Well you know what people say, Genius may have its limitations, but stupidity is not thus handicapped." Hakuba joked, trying to relax the atmosphere.

he was a bit surprised when he heard the rang. He was totally taken aback when he noticed that it was Max's shoe who made the sound.

[identity profile] agent-86-smart.livejournal.com 2008-12-01 09:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Max chuckled, that was rather witty none the less and froze when his shoe began to ring and saw Hakuba was staring at his foot.

"I'll get that."

Bending over, the agent, slide his shoe off, and popped off the bottom of the loafer and revealed a hidden comparment, flipped open the mouth piece.

"Hello?"

Operator: "Sorry, but your party is out of this dimension."

"Well, then reverse the charges."

Operator: "One moment please..."

"Max!" An much older and angry male voice could be heard so much on the other line that Smart himself was dazed, pulled himself away from the shoephone a moment and blinked.

(And LJ is getting on my last nerve!)

[identity profile] clockmaster.livejournal.com 2008-12-01 11:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Hakuba raised an eyebrow when the shoe mechanism was revealed. How..original. As the screaming voice has heard, he winced a bit. that was nearly as loud as Nakamori-keibu.

(ooc: poor you *hugs*)

[identity profile] agent-86-smart.livejournal.com 2008-12-03 12:40 am (UTC)(link)
(Srs I had viruses but all good now :D)

Max nodded, and 'ah ha' now and then. "Sorry sir."
Finally, saying, "See you later Chief." And pushed the reciever back in.
"That was the Chief." Max stated facing Hakuba.

[identity profile] clockmaster.livejournal.com 2008-12-03 10:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Hakuba nodded, understanding.

"The life of a Greeting Card Salesmen is always, busy, isn't it? it's been interesting to play with you, Max."

[identity profile] agent-86-smart.livejournal.com 2008-12-04 11:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Max nodded, "That it has. But I must go now." The agent learned forward close to Hakabu again.
"We we should again." Whispering, then leaned back and his voice returning to normal, lighting his match with striking the bottom of his shoe.
"KAOS, are up to their old tricks." As he took a puff.

[identity profile] clockmaster.livejournal.com 2008-12-04 11:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"One day I will need to ask you some things about KAOS, Max." Hakuba replied as he stood up to show him the way. "When you're not that busy, of course."

[identity profile] agent-86-smart.livejournal.com 2008-12-04 11:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, I'm not busy now. The Chief just wanted to know I was Ok, and where I was. And not to forget about our chess game tomorrow night." Max leaned in and turned his head around his arms resting on the arm rests. "What is it, you'd like to know..."


(The Chief treats him as his son <3)

[identity profile] clockmaster.livejournal.com 2008-12-04 11:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"You play with him too?" The boy sat again, happy that the other man didn't had to go yet. "As much as you can tell me, how they operate, where, how big is the organization, how they looks like."


(awwwwwwwwwww <3)

[identity profile] agent-86-smart.livejournal.com 2008-12-11 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes." Max crossed his legs, posing with the cig in between his fingers. Not disclosing where or when.

Then turning his head around, leaned forward, "Do you have a Cone of Silence?"
It was after all, top secret, hush, hush.

[identity profile] clockmaster.livejournal.com 2008-12-11 04:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Hakuba leaned forward too, amused that Maxwell was always so secretive. "No, but I heard about that technology before." Hakuba moved a hand vague. "But this is not your world and my house it's a safe , place, I'm sure that we can talk here."

If that wasn't true, Kid and him would already be dead or in prison.

[identity profile] agent-86-smart.livejournal.com 2008-12-14 04:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Max kept his body leaned in, if they couldn't have the Cone of Silence, he'd speak softly. His eyes also quickly checked the small area around them that may contain a 'bug'.

"KAOS, is an international organization of evil... Founded... Oh... 1947...
The lower agents, dress just like you and me. But the ones at the top of KAOS, wear black leather coats.

And they are determind to rid the world of all that is good and righteous, though the Iron Curtain and Black Market.
They also specialize in advance technology, such as things like my shoe phone here and loaded violins...
Their scientists are also quite quarks when it comes to new drugs."

Max leaned back for a moment, so he could spill the ashes into the tray and take another puff.

[identity profile] clockmaster.livejournal.com 2008-12-15 11:59 pm (UTC)(link)
It was a minor sensation, really, a bad feeling more than anything. And there was this persistent thought on the back of his mind that wouldn't go away. Maybe that organization Max was telling him about was related to the Black ops. it sounded like some huge similarities existed, but it could be just a coincidence. He will need to investigate it further.

"New drugs? What kind of new drugs?" Maybe that were the first intent to create the Apotoxin 4869 Virus.

[identity profile] agent-86-smart.livejournal.com 2009-01-02 11:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well... Ah..." There was a pause for a moment as Max thought.

"None of us are quite sure. There was a brain washing pill we had to destory. Otherwise, everyone in the free world would have been hallucinating, instead of going about our everyday lives.... Yes.. That is the question isn't it? What does KAOS all have?.. Yes.."
Max squinted his beady eyes as he pondered what those fiends could possibly have created.

[identity profile] clockmaster.livejournal.com 2009-01-03 12:06 am (UTC)(link)
Hakuba's brows came down in a thoughtful expression. Hallucinating pills...he wasn't aware if the organization worked with that kind of chemicals but it was a possibility. Hakuba made a pointed effort to relax, trying for a less defensive posture.

"There's a purpose behind these actions or they just want to make the world a worse place to live?"

[identity profile] agent-86-smart.livejournal.com 2009-01-03 11:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"They just want to make the world a worser place... That and the money.... Yes."

Maxwell paused his mind in thought.

[identity profile] clockmaster.livejournal.com 2009-01-03 11:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"oh, that. Money it's always on the middle..." Hakuba hesitated for a moment. "Same with the black ops."

The boy looked at the game boards pieces, it's was a nice analogy of life, black against white.

[identity profile] agent-86-smart.livejournal.com 2009-01-04 11:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yes. It is." Maxwell took another puff of his cigarette, to one side of the chair, "Huh?" The agent said in confusion, to the Black Ops.

And saw Hakuba eye the chess board, "Well, that was an interesting game. We'll have to do this again." Max raised his brows as he spoke.

[identity profile] clockmaster.livejournal.com 2009-01-05 12:24 am (UTC)(link)
"The Black ops is the organization I talked you about, the one I'm trying to find an destroy. They're like KAOS." Hakuba looked at the pieces again and smiled.

"It was really interesting, thanks for share all that information with me, Maxwell."

[identity profile] agent-86-smart.livejournal.com 2009-01-06 11:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh." There was a pause as Max looked rather stupid, "Right.
Sorry. I knew that."

And in putting out his smoke, "Anything to help make the world a nicer place and help combat the fortress of evil."
Beady eyes, half masked as the agent leaned forward on his knees looking determinded.

[identity profile] clockmaster.livejournal.com 2009-01-07 12:34 am (UTC)(link)
"It's ok, I wish i could forget about them." Hakuba moved his right hand through his hair.

Hakuba smiled. "Never change, Max."

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