Old Habits Die Hard (Tag: Nolan)

Riku smirked to himself as he rigged another machine. Coins spilled out and he took what he got. He was used to coming up with his own source of money. Not his fault coins were made of metal after all. Besides, the arcade was run by the facility, they were training him right, so this was training. He just happened to get a little bit of a benefit from it. And certainly, a hard drink was well earned after his 'training session'. He supposed he should have felt bad but he only rigged two or three games to spill their coins for him, and his remorse was zero to none.

As Nolan was strolling around the arcade, looking for another racing or fighting game to play since his favorites were already taken. Looking around for a game, brown eyes trailed over to see a male with longish silver hair, rigging one of the machines. And he looked definitely familiar. Was his past at it again? Nolan walked over to the male, leaning against the game that he was rigging. "Having fun there?"

Riku looked up when he was called out. He stood up straighter and gripped the bag in one hand. His automatic reaction was to club the guy and get out of there but he recognized that voice. So he turned. He couldn't help but smirk. "They let you in here too? Wow, their criteria must really be low." Riku commented. "How have you been?"