By the time Red had got to his bedroom door, Hana had already made her way completely down the hall.  He thought he heard her say his name amongst the din of other stirring teens and then something about dinner and beef, which triggered his grumbling stomach and saw him gallop down to the kitchen with the others.

He was about to greet the first of the people he came across when a subtle vibration from his hip told him that he had some kind of communique.  Julian had outfitted him with a new 'smartphone' device, with which he had become extremely proficient after learning all the functions of it after one night studying it in his room.

It was a text message.  From Julian.

He lifted his head and thought for a few moments.  What could this be about?  He'd been good with the whole 'clothes thing' that was apparently an issue for some of the team early on and hadn't had any recent moments of nudity in communal areas that he could think of.  Unsure of what he could have done wrong, curiosity got the better of him and he opened the text message and discovered it was a simple request to meet him for a game of chess.

Which either meant he hadn't done anything, or that whatever he had done was so severe in nature that Julian wanted to tell him in a private setting so as to not further upset the person he'd offended.  Hmm.  Still, there was time for that, and since he was now present it would have been rude to not greet the people he was now standing directly in front of.

[color=red]"Hello Conor.  Hello Eilidh."[/color]

He gave an overly large, friendly smile which was clearly not tried and tested enough in social settings.  A kind person might say it looked 'goofy', a less kind person would consider it 'weird', 'off' or 'creepy'.  But still, he would try.  He got the feeling that Conor didn't have much time for him, but he certainly wanted to leave the door open to being amenable for his more experienced teammate.  He got the sense that something about him was off-putting to Eilidh as well, but she was far too polite and nice to say.

He stuck around an awkwardly long time without conversation really progressing, oblivious to the fact that his presence may have been affecting the flow, before he eventually moved on to the lounge, where a larger crowd had congregated.  Evidently, they were trying to decide on a movie.

Red had recently been exposed to films.  The first ones he was shown were some old ones, his teammates had thought they'd be doing him a favour by building up his tastes gradually, but the downside was that the old movie they had first started him off with had such a slow frame rate, that his enhanced reaction time could actually distinguish the individual frames and 'broke the magic' of the movie.  It could have ruined the entire experience for him altogether until he was later shown an animated movie, which reinvigorated his appreciation all over again.  The 'magic' became all the more impressive since he realised people had assembled thousands of hand drawn art - 24 frames, with the same drawing being used on successive frames, these incredible artists were creating unique artwork at a rate of 12 pictures for every second of film.  Pinocchio was 88 minutes long... that means they'd come up with over 315,000 individual pieces of art, to tell their beautiful story.

And the fact the story seemed to ring so relevant to things his family had gone through seemed to enhance the experience even further.

Hup...  a question had been asked.

Cece was talking about a movie she wanted to watch.  By his experience, it wasn't going to be something he'd find particularly interesting.  They had different tastes when it came to this, but that was fine.  More than fine.  Everybody's different.  You only needed to walk the halls of the Penthouse to know that.  As well as animated movies, Red had quite taken to watching martial arts films.  Particularly ones which didn't utilize wire-fighting and had aspects of parkour thrown in.  Just quietly he'd been watching youtube clips and martial arts films with Hayden sometimes and they'd given him some ideas for training.  Red didn't naturally seem to be particularly creative when it came to fighting, which was quite unsurprising, he'd only just begun to learn the very basics of fundemental boxing technique a week ago from Kev in the gym.  He learned quite quickly, and Kev was very impressed to learn that Red was apparently ambidextrous - or what Kev had called 'a switch', before making many rapid, enthusiastic comparisons to someone called Marvin Hagler, whom Red had never heard of.  But despite learning quickly, he was also very methodical and almost 'mechanical' in his movements.  A description which confused Red greatly given the negative context it was used in.  

Regardless, he'd told Hayden about how he'd disappointed his friend by not being very creative and the martial arts movies so far seemed to be an interesting way of addressing that issue.

...but he'd also learned that a lot of his new tastes were immature and underdeveloped, and often not shared by the group.

So when Cece suggested her choice of movie and looked across the group for thoughts and suggestions, he just grinned widely - and goofily - in a selfless show of support.

Hana fired in a movie suggestion of her own, in her ever-confident fashion and Red made a mental note of these 'Saw' movies that she was talking about, to at least ask Hayden about later.  There must be something about them if Hana feels so strongly about them.  She's very willing to be critical about things, so if they pass her scrutiny they must have some merit to them.  But she was leaving and wouldn't be watching the movie regardless of the selection.  

Red watched her go to open the window, and got to his feet to help, knowing that some things around the Penthouse often don't work well and are prone to getting stuck.  Hana managed to jerk the window open and a golden robot flew through.