3rd Floor CR, Friday Morning
Jack had arranged his week to have a three-day weekend for ease of travel back and forth to Baltimore. Of course, now that he wasn't visiting Baltimore so much, it meant he had a long chunk of dead time at the end of every week. It bothered him.
Today, he was trying to fill that time in the common room. There was some rerun on the television -- a wacky doctor show, full of adults acting like children in ways intended to be humorous -- but Jack's attention was on a chess board he'd pried free from the back of the storage shelves. He didn't play chess regularly, but he was decent enough to find it a good mental exercise.
He was playing himself. Right now, the black side seemed to be winning, but Jack saw a way for his white pieces to regain their advantage.
[OOC: Open common room, natch.]
Today, he was trying to fill that time in the common room. There was some rerun on the television -- a wacky doctor show, full of adults acting like children in ways intended to be humorous -- but Jack's attention was on a chess board he'd pried free from the back of the storage shelves. He didn't play chess regularly, but he was decent enough to find it a good mental exercise.
He was playing himself. Right now, the black side seemed to be winning, but Jack saw a way for his white pieces to regain their advantage.
[OOC: Open common room, natch.]