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located in Renshaw Manor, a part of The King's Gambit, one of the many universes on RPG.

Renshaw Manor

A bright and well-lit estate, with servants to wait on the players and plenty of food to eat. It's a bit hard to believe that we're playing with our lives here, isn't it?

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"What the fuck do you think you're doing?"

There was no answer.

"Hey you son-of-a-bitch, I'm talking to you!"

Again, no reply.

"YOU MOTHERFUCKING SON OF A BITCH, YOU'D BETTER START FUCKING ANSWERING OR -"

Matt could feel a headache growing in his temple. Should of hit the kid harder, then I wouldn't have to deal with this... He shook his head. He had to stop thinking like that or he really was going to end up as guilty as Renée. He glanced into the rearview mirror at the kid that was being so irritating without even - well, no that's not true at all, Matt amended. He was trying very, very hard to be annoying and, quite unfortunately, Matt was letting him succeed without much effort.

The kid had pale red eyes and pale green hair - a combination that looked to be about as fake as it was possible to get. He was tall and squished into a small backseat - something that Matt admitted could probably be pretty annoying, which might explain his attitude. His ankles and wrists were bound together, but Matt hadn't taken the time to gag the guy - something he was regretting very much. But then, he hadn't expected the kid to wake up for another hour or so after the blow that Matt had given him.

Straight to the head, too, Matt shook his head. Of course the kids that Renée chose were monsters.

Currently, despite the bonds around his limbs, Ryan Presor was struggling like a demon. The bonds were some sort of odd rubber wire and held him tight despite the fact that they were soft and kept his wrists from chafing. It pissed him off that he'd managed to get kidnapped by some idiot bastard who'd managed to beat him in less than five moves - it hurt his pride too, and Ryan vowed silently that this man would get his coming as soon as he got free.

Oh great, of course he's struggling. He's that kind of guy, Matt thought, semi-resigned. He slammed on the brake hard, causing Ryan to fall from the seat onto the floor. This encouraged another very loud round of cursing, but the satisfaction it gave Matt for that brief moment of silence as Ryan hit his nose was worth it.

Matt braked at the gate to the mansion and got out of the car. He wrenched the door open and grabbed Ryan, slinging him over one shoulder. He kept professionally silent, ignoring the curses, the yelling and the -

"OW!" Matt yelped loudly as Ryan bit his arm, nearly breaking through the skin. "You -" He breathed very, very calmly and then chopped Ryan at the base of his head.

Instantly, Ryan's teeth loosened and his head drooped.

Finally, Matt thought. I should have done that ages ago.

He walked into the mansion and then across to the foyer that Renée had 'requested' he take the prisoners to. He dumped Ryan onto a chair and removed the bonds. With the blow he'd given the kid, no matter how tough he was, he'd be out cold for at least thirty minutes - plenty of time for the others to get back with their charges.

Matt walked up the stairs to Renée's office after locking the door behind him. He knocked on the door and then walked in, taking his place next to her desk.

"Ryan Presor is in the foyer, Miss."