.06.

[turnabout_ace]

[Phoenix was, as he had been for most of the day, reclining on the couch, legs crossed and propped up. He had in his hands a deck of cards - having wandered around a bit for the day, he managed to pick one up, and he was absently shuffling them. If his hands weren't moving, one might think he was asleep.]

[ooc: First level time~]