Amneir: The Cynis gave a small frown as she looked at the candles presented.
"Are these really all you could find? Well...I suppose they will have to do. It was quite short notice. We will make them work." She took the candles from the waiting hand, moving to take them to the trays that were sitting out in preparation. One of the other girls, a wood aspect judging from the aspect markings, patted the floor beside her.
"Over here, Amneir. You can sit at the southern point." She smiled up in innocence, the other girls talking in hushed tones or reading from small books they held in their hands.
Kaetris: The Air Aspect let out a sigh as he stared at the board, his chin resting gently in the palm of his hand, his elbow heavy upon the table. "Of course you don't have that knowledge, of clothes and pretty things. After all, you're not a Realmite. You're Lookshyian. Proud, strong, and good at rules...when you know them." He moves several more pieces, his pawns beginning to form lines in pockets of Kaetris's army that she hadn't noticed before due to his roundabout way of reaching them.
"The only good way to play any game is by knowing the rules, all the rules, before you even begin. And my courting of Miss Amneir, well, is just another such game. I have no wish for a long-term relationship. She's only a Ledaal for Dragon's sake. My family can do much better, possibly even V'neef or Cathak. But the game of conquest...that's the best part." Pieces make movements left and right, making surgical strikes through Kaetris's fronts that would do little in a real battle, but have a definitive purpose in this game.
"And so I ask you of her. Of her likes, her dislikes, what she favors and her weaknesses. Because before I play the game, I want to learn the rules. Why, to simply walk up to her in the cafeteria and attempt to court her would be...well, like simply walking up to a Realm prodigy at a Realm school and attempting to play a game like a Lookshyian." He places one last piece, leaning back in his chair. His pieces are strange. There's no front or defense, no focal gathering of clusters or offensive lines. Just...patterns. And it takes Kaetris a few moments to realize what it was. His red pieces were shaped like a five-pointed star on the lower board, and an eye on the second board.
"The Mark of the Scarlet Empress. Instant win of the game." His cool eyes look up to Kaetris. "A simple tactic, mostly for show than anything. There's no real reason to win in such a way, as anyone who puts any effort into playing Realm rules would very easily block it. But...this entire time, you weren't thinking like a Realmite, were you? One tends to cling to their background when frustrated. Frustrated by, say, an attractive Realm boy talking about an attractive Realm girl instead of the cute but more boyish Lookshyian?" His eyes continued to stare at Kaetris. "You have a strong idea of war tactics. But this isn't war, and this isn't Lookshy. This is the Realm. And you approach me, an obvious expert in the game, and expect lessons for free? Nothing here is for free. You pay in some form, and in this game, it was humiliation. You want to keep playing the game? You need to learn the rules." He spins the board, the cheap enchantments within causing the pieces to return to their starting positions.