Ric walked into the Rec Room, statuesque and magnanimous. He scanned the room quickly, only making movements when he had to, before decided to move towards the window. He didn't get too close when he saw that it was, indeed, clear skies outside. "Damn," he cursed under his breath. He would have to wait until night fall to potentially take a walk on the grounds, if he could get out without any protesting.
Sneering at one of the young men who he saw was staring at him, he quickly turned to find a quiet corner to sit and inspect the vermin that they made him surround himself with. He wore dark jeans and a black tank top, his hair was slicked back and he had a look about him of someone who knew how to take care of himself.
Taking a chair against the least populated wall, he slid down a little, his arms resting on the arms of the chair, his legs stretched out, giving him the air of not giving a shit, when he was really extra tense. He should have just stayed in his room.