Stir Crazy

[not_a_squint]

Characters: Seeley Booth, Open
Where: Game room
When: Early morning?
Summary: bored!booth is bored. Help him feel useful.

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[l1_01]

After several weeks and even a mission spent in a haze of confusion, Heero had decided that he was tired of that feeling. Whatever had happened to him between Earth and here was a fading dream of fuzzy images and feelings, and despite a few nightmares he vowed to put all that behind him. Probably just some trick anyway, to make him more compliant.

Not that it was necessary. Once he truly believed and understood his situation he threw himself into studying the ring, reading everything the computer would allow on the thing, studying what inner workings it would let him see, and trying to puzzle out which segment the computer would choose next, and how to get it to send them wherever they wanted. It was interesting, if not absorbing, and it kept him busy.

And stationary. His first instinct was to just start walking; go off and see what he could learn just wandering around, but after figuring it would take him well over fifty thousand years to circumnavigate the ring on foot, he gave up that notion and focused on getting the transporters under human control.

He was up early; he hadn't slept well while his mind was occupied. He wandered around the complex a bit, until the unusual sound of the dart game attracted him and he went to see what was going on. He stood and just watched for a bit, somewhat impressed by the man's skill.

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Plok. Plok. He'd heard the boy behind him but he didn't turn away until he finished his round. He walked back to the board and retrieved the darts, returning to the table and taking a sip of his coffee. From there, he turned to Heero and glanced at him, offering a curt nod and a wave.

[l1_01]

The man had coffee. Now that was a good idea. He returned the nod then headed for the replicator to get his own cup. Maybe something to eat too? He glanced back at the man while he decided what to order. "Want anything?" he asked.

[not_a_squint]

"Had a good breakfast, I'm fine." he replied, sitting at his table. Playing alone was really really boring. This kid was kinda small, but lithe, probably did a few sports, running, basketball. Weird though, the hard expression, even as a default, it was cold. Like Zack.

"You ah... You been here a while?" He sipped his coffee.

[l1_01]

Heero nodded and poked around to get the computer to give him a breakfast sandwich with eggs and cheese and a pile of meat. "Yeah, a few weeks," he replied. He glanced over. "It's an unusual situation."

[not_a_squint]

That look, some how, he didn't trust. Oh. No. It was the fact the kid was a squint! Of course!

He sighed inwardly and attempted to maintain face. "Unusual is kinda weak, describing this place."

[l1_01]

"That's true." Heero admitted. "I didn't know a structure this size was actually possible." He approached with his coffee and sandwich, hesitating a brief moment; the man had not actually invited him to join him.

[deaths_pilot]

"Oh... there you are..." Duo said to Heero. "Heard you were here... and that looks like a damn good sandwich..." Duo wandered in, giving Booth a quick nod. "What's up?"

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"It's not. Uh. Not supposed to be." Booth replied, finishing his coffee and pouring another cup.

"I know everyone's got the same problem, yanked from their homes, jobs... You fairing up? Coulda happened at a better time?" Okay, small talk. He wasn't going to get into the deep psychological crap about how he was feeling, he didn't do that.

And then a... He looked the kid up and down, just to make sure, what with that long hair and all... boy arrived, heading straight for the other kid. He turned back to his table.

[l1_01]

Heero shrugged as he sat down, taking the continued conversation as license to join the man. "I..." He still couldn't remember the circumstances of his coming here all that clearly. "I don't know. I'm finding the technology somewhat interesting."

He looked up at Duo as he entered. "Yes, I'm here. The computer made it." he gestured to the replicator as he took a bite.

[deaths_pilot]

"Computer, huh?" he asked, glancing over his shoulder at one of the terminals. He'd check that out in a moment. Duo didn't know what their conversation had been before he walked in, so he didn't comment on it. Instead, he offered Booth his hand.

"Duo Maxwell," he said. "You been here a while?"

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"Booth." He said, shaking the young man's hand firmly, perhaps to test the boy, or gauge him, but regardless, it was friendly. "Seely Booth." Did it James Bond, nice. He smirked.

"Been here a few weeks, a month probably. Nothing happens here, not really sure what they think the date is..." So he was stuck on that one.

[l1_01]

Heero ate his sandwich, looking between them with mild interest. "It has been quiet lately," he admitted.

[deaths_pilot]

Duo smirked, picking up on the reference, oddly enough. His handshake was just as firm, and his hands were somewhat rough, clearly someone who made a living working with his hands. "Nice to meet ya," he said.

"Yeah... I think I've been here about the same," he said. He glanced at Heero. "Quiet... I don't mind quiet so much," he said softly, then shrugged. "So... this computer thing... makes anything we want?" He turned and headed for the replicator.

[not_a_squint]

He raised his coffee mug, "Who knew aliens could do Dunkin' Doughnuts'?" Booth joked, hoping these two boys knew what he was talking about.

[deaths_pilot]

"Dunkin' Donuts?" Duo stared at him for a second. "Sure..." He shrugged a bit. Must be a local fast food chain for the guy. After all, not all of them were everywhere, right? And then there was that whole world difference thing.

Duo got himself breakfast, something rivaling Heero's own large meal, and then plopped himself back down at their table. "So... where you from?" Duo asked Booth.