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Who: Guy of Guisbourne, Megumi, and OPEN
Where: The front entrance of Perfection Valley Retreat.
When: Noon.
Reason number forty-six why Guy was less than impressed with his current surroundings - the desert he could see lurking beyond the carefully groomed front lawn. Forty-seven had something to do with the way the air tasted - like aniseptic, which was odd, given that while this place appeared to have a hospital ward, it was in and of itself not a true hospital. His brochure picked up from the front desk said so.
"Mr. Guisbourne, may I help you?" A young woman, perhaps the same who'd injected him with tranquilizers when he woke up in the forsaken place, looked concerned.
He shook his head, unable to answer. When the young woman hesitated, he did his best to smile. Either this sufficiently frightened her with the depths of coldness that lay behind his empty baring of teeth... or she thought he was entirely content standing here with his arms crossed, in this ridiculous scrub-like costume.
Where: The front entrance of Perfection Valley Retreat.
When: Noon.
Reason number forty-six why Guy was less than impressed with his current surroundings - the desert he could see lurking beyond the carefully groomed front lawn. Forty-seven had something to do with the way the air tasted - like aniseptic, which was odd, given that while this place appeared to have a hospital ward, it was in and of itself not a true hospital. His brochure picked up from the front desk said so.
"Mr. Guisbourne, may I help you?" A young woman, perhaps the same who'd injected him with tranquilizers when he woke up in the forsaken place, looked concerned.
He shook his head, unable to answer. When the young woman hesitated, he did his best to smile. Either this sufficiently frightened her with the depths of coldness that lay behind his empty baring of teeth... or she thought he was entirely content standing here with his arms crossed, in this ridiculous scrub-like costume.