#tactic

Wolfstar, February 2, word count 472

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“Oh, Remus, thank god you’re back. The laundry is a disaster, I don’t, I don’t…” Jenny gasped as she began to hyperventilate. Remus put a hand on her back and led her to a chair. 

“Here, sit here, I’ll get you a glass of water.” He hurried into the break room and came back with some water for her. “Don’t worry, I’ll get it sorted,” Once he was certain she wouldn’t pass out, he went to see what exactly was wrong with the laundry room. 

He paled when he saw it. There were piles of washing all over the place. Blues mixed in with whites. Towels with tablecloths. He’d need to implement a new tactic to deal with the absolute chaos that some unknown troll had left. 

It took him over two hours to get things into a semblance of order. His first loads of washing were nearly done, and his dryers were clean and waiting. By lunchtime, you wouldn’t have known anything had been out of place that morning. Jenny was so grateful that she treated him to lunch, and he got the best burger he’d ever had. He made a note of the place they went so he could take Sirius there. 

“So, Remus, how’s life? Did you sort out what was going on?” Jenny asked as she sipped her drink. Remus nearly choked on the bite of burger he was in the process of swallowing. 

“Erm, what?” He’d told Jenny he had the flu. 

“Come on, Remus, you’ve never taken a sick day, ever, and you’re guzzling that burger down like you want to make love to it, there is no way you just had flu. You don’t have to tell me the details, but you so weren’t sick.” Remus put his burger down and nervously took a sip of his coke. “Remus, don’t worry. I’m not going to dob you in. I just wanted to make sure you were alright and offer to listen if you wanted to talk about it,” Jenny reassured him. He felt some of the colour come back to his face. For a second there, he’d been sure he was about to be fired. 

“Erm, yeah, sorry about that. I had a bit of a shock and needed a few days. I wasn’t sure I’d get the time off if I didn’t say I was sick. Sorry,” 

“Is everything sorted now?” Jenny asked, popping a chip into her mouth. He nodded. “Good, then everything is good. I can’t lose you, Remus. You saw what Graham did in a day. Yeah, that was just from yesterday, and the others weren’t much better. I honestly don’t know how I’d cope without you,” 

Feeling much better after his chat with Jenny, Remus returned to his laundry room only to find a rather unexpected surprise waiting for him. 

I would stand on street corners handing out tracts and go door to door trying to witness to people.

If they were receptive, great!

If they ignored us or got angry, great! That’s what it’s like to be a Christian after all.

Destabilizing your government using a projected soul located in a different universe seems logically difficult to rationalize concerns about...

Criminals like to loop technology that they can't reprogram to reduce its effectiveness at detection of crime. Stalin. Stalling.

Criminals at risk of discovery often advertise their locations to call for additional criminal resources to conceal them or eliminate responses to them.

Militaries haphazardly revealing their locations, such as through essentially pointless contact or communications seem unprepared to handle time travel related things.

Orders or inclinations to contact foreign planets or universes to advertise a location...

How would we have your energy signature data in order to supposedly impersonate your leaders with a supposed automate, in the first place?

Age of this universe. Species analysis and analysis of diet related to ancestry and evolution.

Not your automate, if you're not the only one attacking.

War crimes. You. IBM (retarded).

A skewer occurs when a piece is attacked and another, less valuable, piece is behind it.

It's sort of the opposite of a pin.

Since a pin is usually when the less valuable piece is the first in line and a skewer is usually when the more valuable piece is first in line, there's a bit of debate as to what to call it when two equally valuable pieces are attacked in a line.

Personally I think that a "pin" implies that a piece is pinned down and doesn't want to move, and so everything else should be called a skewer. What do you think?

Only bishops, rooks and queens can do a skewer since they're the only pieces that can capture in a "line". The same applies to pins.

More tactics to cover!