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The Perk, Sunday Late Afternoon Into Evening

Sam had woken up this morning with the sudden desire to play her new strategy game in the park, but the cold had thwarted her rather quickly.

However, the Perk made a decent substitute, and it offered coffee. Sam sucked down a caramel macchiatto as she sized up the board, slowly and precisely sizing up her options one move at a time.

This game was tricky. Sam adored it.

[[open, of course!]]

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There was a stiff breeze from the door to the counter as Speed Demon darted inside for something to drink. After placing his order and making a show of how long it was taking within the first ten seconds, he darted over to Sam's table. "What's this game? Looks boring."

Hi to you, too.

Sam looked up. Well. He sure was wearing... that.

"Oh, hello," she said. She didn't seem to have much of a reaction to the zipping around. Biotics did that all the time, after all. "It's called Gwyddbwyll." Her pronounciation was a little awkward, though she was hoping it wasn't obvious. "It's a bit like chess, but Welsh and somewhat faster to get through a game. If you'd like to play, I'd love the break from playing against myself," she offered.

"Wait, it's called what?" Speed Demon checked. "I think you missed a few vowels."

She shook her head. "Welsh," she reminded him, smiling. "They're not overly fond of vowels."

...

"Or simple, manageable games, apparently."

"I don't know why you're picking up games that you found in a well, but that's your problem, not mine," Speed Demon said.

That was probably a joke. A person couldn't really be that dense, right?

Sam chuckled. Not out of generosity; she sincerely thought that was funny.

"I'm just that dedicated to finding quality ways to pass the time," she proclaimed. Except not. At all. She explained, "It was a gift, actually. Would you like to learn? I can't promise I'll be the best teacher, though."

"I pick things up fast. And it's better than just sitting here while the barista TAKES FOREVER WITH A MACCHIATO," Speed Demon said, really emphasizing things there for the barista's sake. For the record, she was still well within reasonable timing. He was just that impatient. "So yeah, let's do this thing. How do we start?"

Sam quickly rearranged the pieces to their starting positions, with a king piece in the middle immediately surrounded by a cluster of defenders, and eight attackers in a circle around the circumference.

"Right, so there's two sides," she began, appending, "obviously. There's the defending team and the attackers. The defending team tries to move the king piece - that's this large one here - all the way to any of the four corners, which only the king piece can occupy. The attacking team is trying to prevent that. Each piece can move forward, backward, left or right, by the way, but not diagonally, like a rook in chess. The goal is to capture the opponent's pieces by trapping any one opposing piece between two of your own: one piece on either side. Or, if it's the king piece, all four sides. The attacker wins if the king gets captured, and the defender wins if the king can reach a corner."

She took a breath. "That might have made no sense at all. Sorry about that, if that's the case."

[[sorry, i forgot to consider that i would need time to learn the rules first...]]

Edited 2014-01-06 01:22 (UTC)

In the blink of an eye, Speed Demon took three of the defender pieces and moved them surround the attacker pieces on one edge of the board. "And my guys move super-fast so they get initiative. Those guys are dead. This is easy!"

[OOC: And the supervillain makes up his own rules anyway. Mwahahahaha.]

"Oh..." Poor Sam had gotten really excited about having a partner. The disappointment on her face was almost comical.

Okay, it was definitely comical.

"Well, you're only supposed to move one at a time..." Maybe he didn't know?

Oh, he knew.

"Yeah, if you want to lose," Speed Demon said. "I have no real interest in that."

"But you might have won," she pointed out. How dare you not respect the rules of the game, Speed Demon! Sam was most put out.

Speed Demon moved his pieces again to surround another edge of the board. "Yeah. And I'm making it more likely now," Speed Demon pointed out.

"Well, not really," Sam objected. "As I'm not going to finish the game if you're going to play like that."

She was putting her foot down, dammit.

"Great! I win by forfeit," Speed Demon said. He got up, sprinted to the counter, grabbed his coffee, and was back in his seat in a couple seconds. "And victory tastes delicious."

"I... well."

This just went to show that people who Vanguard-charged were jerks. Even if he probably didn't call the speed-running that.

"I hope this isn't rude, but are you an adult?" There was no need to be so British, Sam. It was fine to be rude!

"I could go get some booze instead if you need proof," Speed Demon mentioned. "Actually, that's probably what this macchiato is missing. BRB."

PEW.

He was gone again.

Sam actually did not need proof. She glanced around the cafe, wondering if anyone would judge her for this (the barista did not look especially judgmental), and scooped her game board into her purse before getting up to leave.

What an odd day.

"Aww, leaving already?" Speed Demon asked from the doorway. "For the record, I was right. This stuff tastes way better now. So I'm 2-for-2 today."

"Not if you're counting that game, you're not," Sam said quite firmly. "You're actually one-for-one, since that wasn't competitive in the end and you didn't win."

"Whatever helps you sleep, quitter," Speed Demon said, walking casually to a chair and taking a seat.

Sam was very tempted to go sit at the table again and try playing him again. But she was sure that it would go the same way as it had the first time. She still started in that direction anyway, though, then paused for a second, huffed, and headed for the door instead.

Speed Demon had succeeded in frustrating her quite a bit. Supervillainy: achieved.

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