The game went on longer than he intended, ending with him shirtless and covered in sweat.  he lost, but it was a good match. he thanked him, exchanged a few playful insults, then headed to his room.  Half way there he changed his mind and stopped off at the dining hall. He grabbed some food and headed to Tao's room.  A nurse in the hall asked him to put his shirt back on, but he gave some excuse and kept walking.  He was hot and sweaty and had no intention of putting a clean shirt on just yet.<br/><br/>Marcus had no tattoos or piercings, his tanned skin was smooth save a few minor scars from fights he'd been in and one gunshot wound on his left side. The bullet grazed him so he has an inch and a half groove under his arm.  His doctor had noted it was amazing he didn't have more with his record, to which Marcus replied<i>"because I'm not a loser"<br/>
</i><br/>He was down the hall from Tao's room and saw someone unfamiliar walk in. Thinking nothing of it, he walked in as well.  The male was in the process of closing the door when Marcus slipped in "Excuse me. Comin'  through."  he sat on the floor in front of the window.  "Here, for you, Ta. Eat up."  he tossed him an apple.  "I know you haven't eaten anything yet." he remained on the floor, biting into an apple of his own, as if this was his room.