Day 38: Game Room

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She’d never been in the Game Room before.

It didn’t look spectacularly interesting, she had to admit… but it’d be more fun than just hanging out in the Sun Room, right? Yuffie idly thumbed through a deck of cards, walking around the room to examine various bits and pieces. Board games, video games, chess… No really awesome prank material that she could see, but maybe she could rope somebody into a game of poker? That could be fun, but… ah, then again, most of the patients were just like her -- they didn’t have anything really cool that she could swindle out of them. Not until Nightshift, anyway.

Still! She’d keep it in mind. It wasn’t like there was anybody else in the room yet anyway, so any potential swindling would have to wait a little while. What could she do in the meantime, huh? Pick- pocketing a nurse could be fun..! Wait -- no, not when it was quiet like this. She’d have to wait until there was more cover, unless she got distracted. Yuffie hadn’t stolen anything in days, not since that time in Doyleton, with the Kaito kid…

Yuffie smirked. That had been fun.

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The closing remark over the intercom was unremarkable enough, Tony knew he wouldn't usually have given it even a second thought. Coming close on the heels of his brief discussion with Bruce as it did, however, it drew his attention. So there were going to be even more prisoners admitted in the not-too-distant future? Maybe there was a pattern to it after all. He resolved to keep an eye out, grimacing as he realized just how close that came admitting maybe, just maybe, he really would be there for a while.

He didn't bother to protest as the nurse steered him into the games room, offering cheerful noise about how social enrichment would be good for him, and how it was good to see he was making friends. Nonsense, of course. He wasn't exactly a recluse when he was at home, unless there was an interesting problem to work on; even then, there was Pepper. And Jarvis.

His interest fell first on the few game systems on offer, though the nurse steered him none too subtly away. He wondered if it was doctor's orders (which doctor, though, since he hadn't actually spoken to one since arriving?), or if she was savvy enough to recognize the gleam of someone more likely to dissect the thing than play with it. Possibly she just had something against the idea of grown men playing video games. He didn't ask, just made a note of their presence for future reference.

At least cards proved allowable. He claimed a seat and a deck of cards, the latter of which he shuffled idly. It was something for his hands to do while he watched the door for either one of the other patients he'd come to recognize, or an unfamiliar face interesting enough to draw his notice.