Day 47: Sun Room [2nd shift]
Cloud knew he should be taking the opportunity to check out the rec field during the day. The fresh air would be a welcome change from the crowded stuffiness the Institute usually provided, and he would have a chance to scope out the area when it wasn't all under the cover of darkness. When offered a choice, however, he remained in the sun room
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By then Hello Nurse had took off, and Dean eyed Sen. She seemed kinda shy, actually. Thinking about it, it wasn’t that big of a stretch to think that if Sam had turned into a pussy with a gun that maybe Sen took a wrong turn down the I-Kickass and got herself a personality that knew how to have some fun. That was assuming she even remembered it: for being a wallflower, she wasn’t exactly getting red in the face for the other day. Dean scooted back against the seat, settling back against the couch and keeping a look out for the cats. They weren’t exactly monster material but that didn’t mean he needed to get clawed up for one just ‘cause their claws weren’t as big as, say, a black shuck’s.
“Dunno if you remember, but we met a few days ago,” Dean said. “You kicked my ass in poker.”
Although he was pretty sure if they were to go for a round two? He’d probably whip her all over the place ‘cause he’d made it his job to be really awesome at it. That and hustling, but hustling some shy chick was kinda low, even for him. He’d even feel a little bit guilty about it.
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The way he held himself, though, made her wonder a little. Somehow he seemed a little more...alert than most. It was difficult to pinpoint, but she tended to trust her instincts even if she had no concrete evidence to point to; even if he was doing nothing more than keeping a wary eye out for the nurse to return and harass them some more, it was still a step up from the ordinary person who wouldn't notice if someone so much as walked past. He didn't really have the build of someone who sat around and did nothing (after all, she'd certainly managed to get a close look at said build a couple days ago) and, out of near-automatic habit, she began cataloging everything she noticed about him and trying to determine what sort of person this Brian really was.
She smiled and gave an apologetic shrug. "I'm afraid I don't recall speaking to you before, Brian-han. Are you certain you met me?"
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“Yeah, pretty sure we met. I’d remember a pretty face like yours,” Dean said, the winning smile automatic, even though he was wondering what “Brian-han” was supposed to mean. “Sun Room? My brother interrupted us hanging out, he got kinda bitchy?”
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"That...doesn't sound familiar." Ayumu glanced up again, expression carefully schooled to reflect a mixture of curiosity and shyness. "I'm sorry. But if you wanted to tell me about 'poker' I'd be interested to hear it?"
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“You serious?” Dean asked, raising an eyebrow. “For a chick who’s never heard of poker, you did pretty good for your first time the other day. Schooled me bad.”
And it wasn’t like he’d suddenly forgot how to play, like two newbies just going at it. If he remembered correctly, “Eric” had been competent (maybe not awesome and he’d lose against real players, but he actually knew the rules of the game at all) and for all the crap he’d had with his “real” life that day, he hadn’t picked up skills out of thin air. What Eric had been, it’d just been like everything that was already there was just dicked around with. He’d probably have to get more details from Sam about his own experience and see if he got anything new thrown in his lap like Sen must’ve. Ruby probably hadn’t been here for that whole thing if she’d just got here, so she was a no go.
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Was he just annoyed that he'd lost the game? Some men were simply poor losers and that was the end of it -- especially when the person who'd won was female. Maybe he wanted to play against her again and see if he would win this time. Or maybe he simply wanted to know the trick she'd used to beat him. But, well. Her curiosity would have to go unsatisfied in this instance, as she wasn't about to admit any knowledge of the game whatsoever.
She allowed a brief pause before quickly adding, "It's not that I don't mind meeting a new person, I just...I don't know who you are. Honest." Or not.
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