[Game night starts out a bit rough. Mostly because a lot of the games at Chickadees aren't exactly Rin's forte, but she felt she'd be doing Tseng a disservice by not including them. Rather than the cabinet arcade games, however, Rin directs him to the crane games, the pool tables, air hockey, and the like. Rin herself doesn't have much luck at the crane games or air hockey, but something a bit less electronic and more skill-based (like pool) is where she can showcase aptitude.
As they leave Rin gives him a helpful warning about how the crepe stand is much like other food services in the Golden Peacock, and from there they'll head back to her suite. where she's prepared a few board and card games for them. While most of those may require 3-4 players, there are games like mancala that don't demand a group. Because of this Rin will have them seated on either side of her coffee table. On one side, a couple bowls of easy snacks like flavored popcorn. On the other side, a black box tied with a red ribbon as the 'prize' she has prepared for Tseng if he beats her, and in the middle? Their current game: Go.
While Rin typically leans more western for her tastes because of her family history and upbringing, she decided on something different.]
[ as it turns out, a lot of the games at chickadees aren't tseng's forte either. local man knows about the concept of video games, but has never actually given them a try—and his first several tries are, in fact, rather disastrous. crane games? rigged. his hand-eye coordination is perfect, thank you. pool and air hockey fare a little better, but it's such an unfamiliar set of movements that tseng thinks he'll need more practice before he can even decide if he likes it or not.
it is fun, though. even though tseng is bad at a lot of games (and would probably be bad at the arcade games, too) there's a certain novelty in the experience—learning something new for the first time, something that contributes nothing to his employment or his overall purpose but is nonetheless enjoyable for the sake of it. ]
I have. It's been interesting to... not be good at things.
[ maybe surprisingly, it seems very much like he means it. ]
[Humbling, she thinks, would require some sort of preconceived hubris. Instead she uses "humanizing". Reminding them that even if they can better themselves at games that are rigged or perhaps have a learning curve, they all still need to start from square one. And the human part of it is the work involved in overcoming that challenge.
Rin has the mancala board set between them. Her hand full with the glass stones as she carefully places a set number in every divot in the board. They cannot begin the game until the board is set: both "goals" empty and each divot containing the same number of pebbles to start.]
I've had fun today too. Thank you for coming out with me.
[ tseng's smile is small, but warm and genuine. "humanizing" is a good word for it, especially in the wake of his and rin's conversation about tseng's existence as more weapon than human. being bad at something makes him human. the turks had never included a training regimen on mancala.
he leans back on one hand to watch rin set up the board, taking a sip of his drink as he does. in the name of trying to loosen up a little, tseng is not wearing his usual shirtsleeves and slacks, having traded them for (gasp) jeans and a long-sleeved sweater instead. ]
I'm glad you invited me. You were a good teacher to a mediocre student today.
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The week between Christmas and New Years. I have plenty of time then.
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As they leave Rin gives him a helpful warning about how the crepe stand is much like other food services in the Golden Peacock, and from there they'll head back to her suite. where she's prepared a few board and card games for them. While most of those may require 3-4 players, there are games like mancala that don't demand a group. Because of this Rin will have them seated on either side of her coffee table. On one side, a couple bowls of easy snacks like flavored popcorn. On the other side, a black box tied with a red ribbon as the 'prize' she has prepared for Tseng if he beats her, and in the middle? Their current game: Go.
While Rin typically leans more western for her tastes because of her family history and upbringing, she decided on something different.]
Have you been having fun, so far?
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it is fun, though. even though tseng is bad at a lot of games (and would probably be bad at the arcade games, too) there's a certain novelty in the experience—learning something new for the first time, something that contributes nothing to his employment or his overall purpose but is nonetheless enjoyable for the sake of it. ]
I have. It's been interesting to... not be good at things.
[ maybe surprisingly, it seems very much like he means it. ]
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[Humbling, she thinks, would require some sort of preconceived hubris. Instead she uses "humanizing". Reminding them that even if they can better themselves at games that are rigged or perhaps have a learning curve, they all still need to start from square one. And the human part of it is the work involved in overcoming that challenge.
Rin has the mancala board set between them. Her hand full with the glass stones as she carefully places a set number in every divot in the board. They cannot begin the game until the board is set: both "goals" empty and each divot containing the same number of pebbles to start.]
I've had fun today too. Thank you for coming out with me.
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[ tseng's smile is small, but warm and genuine. "humanizing" is a good word for it, especially in the wake of his and rin's conversation about tseng's existence as more weapon than human. being bad at something makes him human. the turks had never included a training regimen on mancala.
he leans back on one hand to watch rin set up the board, taking a sip of his drink as he does. in the name of trying to loosen up a little, tseng is not wearing his usual shirtsleeves and slacks, having traded them for (gasp) jeans and a long-sleeved sweater instead. ]
I'm glad you invited me. You were a good teacher to a mediocre student today.