Day 38: Game Room

[thatdamnedninja.livejournal.com]

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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[adorkabledragon.livejournal.com]

"You think I'm insane," Keman said. He wasn't hurt or offended, he was merely stating fact. Jones didn't sound like he believed him, and probably thought he was a raving lunatic.

"To answer your question, no I'm not an alien. Or, at least, I don't think I am. I'm unfamiliar with the term." The way that Jones had said it made it sound rather negative. "And I'm not from 'Mars.' There are different planes of reality in the universe...I just happen to be from one." He was ignoring the 'ordinary kid' comment for right now. If he wanted to convince Jones that he was, in fact, sane, suddenly coming out with 'oh, by the way, I'm a shape-shifting dragon' probably wouldn't help his cause any.

[its-the-mileage.livejournal.com]

Indy chose his words carefully. "I think there are a lot of claims being made here that I don't understand, and I think holding off on accepting them until I have more evidence isn't a bad idea, speaking practically." Time for one of his many variations on the playing-cute, I'm-a-scientist-so-you-can-understand-why-it's-tough-for-me ploy. "It's nothing personal. But when the guy I talk to at breakfast tells me he's some kind of mystical healer, and the kid I talk to in the morning tells me he's from seventy years in the future, and next person I talk to comes out with other worlds and wizard wars..." He shook his head. "And they're all running from things that go bump in the night. All this in barely twenty-four hours--it's just a little much."

He might be digging himself in deeper here, but he did owe Keman an explanation. "An 'alien' is a word for someone who comes from another planet, somewhere that's not Earth. Your friend with the 'rocket ship' might visit other worlds in outer space like that." When he wasn't confusing children with his delusions. "But what you're saying sounds more like another dimension."

[adorkabledragon.livejournal.com]

Keman couldn't really argue with that. He was a very logical person himself, and he could respect healthy skepticism. He still remembered his own first day here, how confused he'd been, especially since the first familiar face he'd seen belonged to someone who should have been dead. That had taken some getting used to. "All right, I can understand that," he said, nodding. "It does take some getting used to. I woke up in the middle of night, when I first came here. I'm sorry that I...added to that."

The dragon would have liked to ask Wash about 'aliens' later, but he hadn't seen him around lately. He'd probably disappeared...just like Shana. Keman frowned. "I think so, yes. I know that my ancestors came to our world through a 'gate,' constructed accidentally by another people, that linked the worlds." His voice was almost apologetic. Saying all this was almost...embarrassing, in a way, given the way Jones had received it so far.