October 25th, 2014 @ 10AM
It was actually something of nice day of relaxation so Jirovec opted to take the day off from training. While he was never much of a television watcher, he had discovered billiards when they built Socrates Hall and stuck a couple of tables into the rec center. It was an intriguing game and one had used to help himself learn some of the geometry angles a bit better. No one was there so it was open season on just shooting by himself.
For Jirovec, some small pleasures were necessary and he wanted to remember them. Since ultimately, he would be returning home to his native dimension. There was still some lingering resentment towards his father but he also understood the danger he would have been in if he had stayed. Just seeing how other superpowered people had acted in this dimension made him fully aware he might have much worse back home.
Racking the balls, Jirovec set aside the triangle and chalked up the cue. Stepping into the break, he scattered the balls across the table getting a couple to sink. Playing billiards had started to become his new favorite hobby because it required some focus and concentration which he had been lacking when he first arrived.
Admin stuff. Check. Room. Check. Well, kind of check. Cory couldn't say that he was exactly settled in, but he had found his room and put his bag in it. He knew where he was sleeping that night, and that was good enough to get that check mark.
He'd been on is way to find some food when he found the game room, and he the idea of relaxing while knocking around some pool balls seemed like a good way to quit thinking about all the questions he still had running through his head. It still seemed surreal that he was at Crusader Academy. Cory Nash at Crusader Academy. It didn't roll of the tongue yet, and it always brought up more questions than answers.
Hopefully, it would be better once he got going in his summer classes, but right now, he couldn't seem to forget his dad. Just about every minute of the day, he wondered what he was doing and where he was. It still hurt that his dad would send him away although he was beginning to understand why his dad did what he did. It was peaceful at the academy. No need to constantly watch over his shoulder to see who might be coming after him, and no need to steal cable or electricity from the neighbor. He really did have it all. Including a pool table.
He racked the balls and got ready to break. When he hit the ball, the crack of the cue on the ball was satisfying, and he soon lost himself in the geometry of the game. Cory's big problem with pool was the finesse. He didn't have a hard time hitting the ball hard and straight, but when it came to putting English on the ball and all that jazz, he just hadn't had enough time to learn it. Maybe now, he would.
Tag: Morgana and then open.