Day 19 - Game Room
The day had been a long one. Roy groaned as he stepped into the Game Room - he hadn't even eaten at lunch, too distracted by Elena's discovery and then Greed's (and his own) outburst. A nap sounded fantastic, but he doubted his body would cooperate and actually let him sleep, as tired as he physically felt.
Somehow, he couldn't help ignoring the thought that if he wasn't part-homunculus, he would be even more fatigued.
Surprised to see he was the first in the room, the colonel figured he would actually make use of the facilities. He had to dig around a bit, but he eventually found a chess board. Smirking to himself, he sat down at a table and unfolded the set, placing the pieces on their proper spots.
He ran his thumb and forefinger over the white king piece. It was a goal he'd been pulled away from, but he'd get back to it. There was no doubt of that.
Then again, how would a half-homunculus Fuhrer be received? Especially after the entire fiasco with Bradley...
It was better not to think too hard on it. Roy started to play a practice game against himself. If someone else came over and wanted to join him, that would be all the better.
Somehow, he couldn't help ignoring the thought that if he wasn't part-homunculus, he would be even more fatigued.
Surprised to see he was the first in the room, the colonel figured he would actually make use of the facilities. He had to dig around a bit, but he eventually found a chess board. Smirking to himself, he sat down at a table and unfolded the set, placing the pieces on their proper spots.
He ran his thumb and forefinger over the white king piece. It was a goal he'd been pulled away from, but he'd get back to it. There was no doubt of that.
Then again, how would a half-homunculus Fuhrer be received? Especially after the entire fiasco with Bradley...
It was better not to think too hard on it. Roy started to play a practice game against himself. If someone else came over and wanted to join him, that would be all the better.