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[echolls_cursed]

Logan couldn't remember a time where he'd opened the games closet in the compound and not found the bucket of superballs right at the bottom. They had been there the day he'd arrived, and therefore, in his mind, they had simply always been there, just like the island itself

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[mentalistjane]

Ah, teatime.

Patrick had started on his first cup when he came into the rec room, a bright flash of color catching his eye as it bounced off the wall, the ground, then back again into the waiting hand of the young man sitting on the sofa.

Curious, as always, and as drawn to color as a magpie, Patrick walked over to the sofa, and perched himself on a chair as he sipped his tea and watched another throw. He identified the object and grinned, "Superball. Neat."

[echolls_cursed]

Logan glanced over, catching the ball again easily and then tossing it lightly in the air. "Not that neat," he replied, shrugging a little as he looked the other man over curiously. "There's a bunch of them in the closet."

[mentalistjane]

"Really...." Patrick shook his head, as he watched the ball fly up, and land perfectly in the palm of the young man's hand. "Amazing. I have to make my own furniture, but there's an entire bucket of superballs. This island certainly has a twisted sense of humor."

[echolls_cursed]

"It just has it's priorities straight," Logan said with a smirk. "There's Monopoly too, but that doesn't bounce as well."

[mentalistjane]

"Well no. Money rolls, but it rarely bounces. If it does, you're probably in trouble." Patrick grinned, enjoying his pun.

[echolls_cursed]

Logan didn't get it, or if he did, he pretended not to. Silent, he quirked a brow at the stranger as he caught the ball one last time and turned slightly to face him.

"You know there's a whole table right in the kitchen for people who want to sip tea. It's not like there's any reason to bring it in here. No TV to watch, or whatever.

[mentalistjane]

"Nope, none whatsoever. In fact, you bouncing the ball against the wall is the most entertaining thing happening." Patrick said, mock innocence in his voice. "Which is why I'm sitting here. Sort of a Catch .22, if you wanted me to get lost."

[echolls_cursed]

"I never said that, I was just asking," Logan shrugged. "It's a free island, you can drink your tea where you want. I just wondered why here."

A beat later and Logan was tossing the ball again, letting it hit the wall with a repetitive thud that grew quicker and louder with each toss.

[mentalistjane]

Oh, welll. Patrick took in his own automatic hostility down by two, and answered with a little more frankness. "I don't like drinking tea alone. I don't, normally, back home."

[echolls_cursed]

"I don't do tea. Just coffee, usually. Though most of the time it's so hot I just drink water instead," Logan replied.