Writer's Note: A prompt from Morgeil.
Warning: Occurs post-series and contains spoilers.
So, he really knew he should be training Pyrus the new resource request software that Tekla and Cryos had written together. He really knew that Pyrus was the ruler of a planet, and really didn't have time to kill. He also wasn't one with spare time he could waste away at the blink of an eye.
But…
"Ha ha!" Pyrus crowed suddenly, throwing his hands up in the air in victory. Graveheart winced, swallowing a frustrated groan. That makes nine, he thought gloomily.
"Are you sure that you and Jade used to play this game all the time as kids?" Pyrus wondered, his eyes wide and his smile wider. "Because you play like you've never even seen it before."
Graveheart scowled. He prided himself on his even temper and ability to withstand a whole load of crap before losing his grip on it, but being taunted by a kid who was the equivalent of half is age for the ninth time in a row was bound to make anyone a little pissy.
He really should be teaching Pyrus the new software…
"One more round," he said instead, smiling a thin smile of his own. Pyrus whooped and turned back to the screen, poised and ready for the game to restart.