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Post by captsparrowslady on Aug 8, 2007 21:28:33 GMT
"Plenty." Sands smiled as he led her downstairs into his game room.
Inside were old school pinball machines, arcade style car, motorcyle and ski racing, arcade games, fooseball, pool, air hocky, a few TV's hooked up to almost every video game system imaginable. A comfy couch was in front of the TV with the fooseball, pool and air hocky tables lined up behind the couch with plenty of room between the tables to move around and not run into other people or the tables itself.
"So, what do you think?" Sands grinned as he picked up a big bucket of tokens that were on an end table by the door.
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Post by Lauren on Aug 8, 2007 21:35:21 GMT
"Mmmm... the phrase 'boys and their toys' comes to mind," Selina smirked as she walked into the room. "But very very impressive. You really are full of surprises, Jeff," She wandered around the room, inspecting the different games. And as she walked around she started to realise very few were blind-friendly. She didnt know what to say to him, whether to mention it or not so she avoided it all together and pretended to be overly interested in the fooseball table.
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Post by captsparrowslady on Aug 8, 2007 21:41:10 GMT
Sands sensed her awkwardness, "Don't worry about which games I can or can't play. Remember photographic memory. I've played all of these about a thousand times each, maybe more. The only one I'll have trouble with is the pool table... and maybe the video games hooked up to the TV." Sands challenged her and smirked.
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Post by Lauren on Aug 8, 2007 21:44:03 GMT
"Ok Mr Photographic Memory, I'll take that as a challenge," She smirked, "How about we start off with a little bit of fooseball and work our way up?" She took his hand and led him to the table.
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Post by captsparrowslady on Aug 8, 2007 21:49:05 GMT
"Alright." Sands said gripping two of the handles, turning his ear towards the table. "Ready if you are, I'll let you drop the ball." Sands said smirking.
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Post by Lauren on Aug 9, 2007 7:20:04 GMT
She dropped the ball on the middle of the table. The ball started rolling, and despite her franic spinning of the handles, rolled straight into her open goal. "Bear in mind," She laughed as she marked one goal to Sands on the bar at the end of the table, "I've never actually played one of these before," She picked up the ball and dropped it back onto the table.
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Post by captsparrowslady on Aug 9, 2007 9:57:40 GMT
"Oh. This will be easier than I thought." Sands smirked, "But to be fair, I'll show you how to do it." Sands said walking over behind her feeling down her arms to her hands. Sands picked up the ball and dropped it, he heard the ball roll to the left and he quickly helped her flick the handle and hit the ball. He then showed her how to catch and flick the ball. After showing her a few times and letting her practice on her own, he resumed his position on the other side of the table. Sands stood with his hands resting on the handles, his ear cocked towards the table and listened for the sound of the ball. Sands had to admit once she got the hang of it, she proved to be a formidable competitor, but in the end he still won.
"Haha! I wiped the floor with you! Oh yeah!" Sands laughed, teasing her, "You picked fooseball, I pick Air Hocky! Do they at least have air hocky in jolly old England?" Sands asked, mimicking a british accent when he said 'jolly old England.
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Post by Lauren on Aug 9, 2007 10:05:16 GMT
"Laugh all you want but I am the Master of Air Hockey," She smirked as she led him to the table. "Every Saturday morning down the bowling alley, pumping more and more money into their air hockey machine. My friends never wanted to play because I always beat them, and I'll beat you too," She teased, finding the puck and starting up the air.
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Post by captsparrowslady on Aug 9, 2007 11:20:05 GMT
"Ah welll, the same holds true for me. I'm the best there is among my fellow Officers. After a hard mission, we'd all come back here and crash for a while, then play a tournament of Air Hockey or fooseball or both." Sands laughed as he felt for the puck. He had it on his side so he put it on the table then sent it flying across the table in a zig zag pattern. Sands listened to the sound of the puck bouncing on the edges of the table and waited it hear if Selina would make contact with the puck sending it in a different direction.
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Post by Lauren on Aug 9, 2007 11:29:46 GMT
"Seems to me that we've got the potential here for a damn good game then," She smirked, watching the puck come towards her. With a quick flick of her wrist she sent it shooting back in the other direction.
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