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[doubleomalley]

There was a small pile of boxes sitting on the table in front of George in the rec room

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[drownondryland]

Anything that functioned as a distraction was a welcome sight to Meredith and, by the looks of it, George had more than a few ready. Brow raising, she walked over to pick up a box. "What's all this?" she asked, nodding to the rest, though it was pretty obvious. It wasn't always her idea of entertainment, but as long as it kept her busy, it couldn't be too bad.

[doubleomalley]

"The geekist non-Christmas magical presents someone could ever get," George replied, briefly looking over at Meredith. He couldn't really picture her playing board games, unless there was some way they could include a drinking game. It was something to think on.

[drownondryland]

"That's what I thought," Meredith said wryly. "Well, it's... something to do? Not as cool as my present, of course." She couldn't help it if she was still excited about that dummy and the possibilities that came with it. Lately, she badly needed reasons to be excited, so she was more than content to hang onto that one while it lasted. Hanging out with George usually helped, at least.

[doubleomalley]

"You're queen of the clinic, of course you got an awesome present." Not that George was disgustingly jealous, of course.

He held up a domino between two fingers, letting it swing as he made eyes at Meredith. "Wanna spend some time with your best friend playing completely lame board games?" He added, in a sing-song voice, "I'll let you win."

[justa_medic]

TJ had finally managed to coerce the clothes box into giving her a sling with a little more reinforcement than the makeshift one she'd made when she'd first wanted to get out and about with Carmen and for that, she was a little grateful. Mobility was always good, especially as a new mother who didn't know very many people.

She had come up to the compound for something to read when she heard the clatter of dominoes against the table. Someone was getting in touch with his inner kid. It reminded her of Eli, in a way. She soothed Carmen back to sleep in the baby sling and made her way over to check it out.

"I'm guessing that was intentional?"

[doubleomalley]

"The sound they make when they fall is totally the best part about building up dominoes," George said, and when he looked up to see who he was talking to, immediately lowered his voice. "Sorry, did I wake her?"

[justa_medic]

"Just for a minute," TJ promised, grinning a little. "She sleeps pretty easily for the most part. I'm lucky that way. I guess most new moms would be freaking out about their baby never sleeping, right?"

[doubleomalley]

"Never sleeping, always sleeping, it goes either way. It's a regular mom thing, I hear." He gave TJ a smile, and gestured at one of the chairs. "Want to sit for a bit? You can join me or not, I won't be offended if dominoes aren't your idea of a good time."

[chose]

Drawn over from the kitchen by the din, Buffy is at once both relieved that nothing has topped over on some poor, unsuspecting stranger and pleased when she recognizes the man seated before the source of the sound. Her eyes widen slightly at the sight of just about every board game in existence also splayed out where he sits, and her lips quirk into a grin as she steps closer.

"Never let it be said that there's nothing to be said for making your own fun." It takes all of a millisecond for Buffy to wince, wishing (not for the first time this week) that she would occasionally consider her words before blurting them out. "Well, if that wasn't an awkward sentence..."

[doubleomalley]

"Yeah," George said, looking over at Buffy, "we might have to stick you back in English class." He nodded at a seat next to him, inviting her over. "Do you have anything better to do right now than help build and destroy a bunch of dominoes?"

[chose]

"That depends," replies Buffy, pressing an index finger to her cheek in mock-thought. Striding across the room, she plops down beside George, allowing herself one long, dramatic exhale as she considers the spread on the table. "Are there enough for one of those super-elaborate arrays that take up, like, half the room? Better yet, the whole room?"

[doubleomalley]

"Sadly, there aren't," he replied, and George's disappoint was genuine. "I was going to make a...a curvy line. Something like that, just try to imagine it a lot cooler in your head, I'd appreciate it."

[just_hormones]

"Hey, cutie pie!" Aphrodite greets with a sunny smile, sashaying her way over to where George is sitting with a big stack of boxes and a bunch of rectangular shaped things that sort of look like polished bones with dots on them. She plucks one of them up with thumb and forefinger and examines it curiously. "What are these?"

[doubleomalley]

He was never going to get over the goddess of love calling him cutie pie.

"They're dominoes," he answered, gesturing over the little pile he'd just made a mess of. "They're a game."

[just_hormones]

"Dominoes," Aphrodite echoes thoughtfully. "Huh. Never heard of them. But I love games!" Okay, maybe she doesn't love games, but she doesn't have anything against them, at least. As long as she doesn't get distracted by something better. Really, what she's seeing this as is an opportunity to totally figure out more about what she needs to look for in a girl for George.

She perches herself in the chair next to George's and puts the domino she's holding back among the pile. "How do you play?"

[doubleomalley]

"Oh- okay. Dominoes." George being flustered around a pretty woman was nothing new, he'd learned to deal with it over the years. Even after the couple of incredible women he'd fallen in love with, the ridiculous teenage nerves never disappeared.

"It's mostly about matching the numbers on either half of the dominoes to whatever's on the table. Say we started with the double six domino here. You could put down any other piece with a six on it, like the six-three, and then I could put down a piece with either a six or a three connecting to whatever's open. It goes on like that until someone's put all theirs down, or there aren't anymore moves. Basically."

[ghostinthecity]

After a moment of internal debate Annie decided that she couldn't just leave the poor bloke to play dominoes by himself. That would be a bit like playing chess by one's self: common enough when done by old men in parks, but just sad in any other regard.

Steeling her courage, she paced for a few moments before nodding and giving into the thought that she had had in the first place. Sliding into a chair across from the guy, she smiled and gestured to the dominoes. "Do you mind if I join you? I mean, you don't have to say yes, but I love dominoes. Or I did when I was seven."

[doubleomalley]

George would have been an idiot to say he hadn't noticed the girl when she first came in, but there was noticing and staring like a creep. It made her inviting herself to the game (was it really a game if it was just him?) a bit of a surprise. A nice one.

"Uh, sure, I'm not- I'm not really doing anything, so, yes. It'd be great if you joined me."

[ghostinthecity]

"Brilliant," Annie said smiling a bit wider. Tucking her legs up under her, she leaned against against the table. It was nice of him to say yes. He could have just as easily told her to bugger off. There was something nice about him, which could be utterly wrong but she wanted to believe in that niceness.

"Were you going to try to play it proper or just make a fantastic shape before knocking them down?"

[doubleomalley]

"I was going to go for a fantastic shape," said George, happy that she got it. He wouldn't have to curb his enthusiasm for something so silly too much. "I was thinking of starting with..." he made a show of looking at the table, as if considering his options, "A circle. Want to help?"