Wait….. this wasn’t his bed. Matt knew that right away. The smells were all wrong, the feel all wrong, and he knew his pillow wasn’t so…. hard. In fact, everything smelled wrong. Everything was wrong. Sitting up, frowning, he tried to pinpoint exactly what it was that was off and then
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Sanae thought he had this flying thing down pat. Sure there was a little bit of show element maybe involved, but he was more than willing to include that- in fact, that was the easy part. Still, he hadn't expected to land...in a bed. It felt like a bed, alright, although it wasn't his, and that was the problem. What to do when you wake up in a bed that's not your own... Now that sounded like some questionable activity.
He opened his eyes slowly, blinking as he sat up and yawned. "Whew, what a...woah." Shibuya had an explosiveness to it, an unpredictability that he loved. What greeted him was just dull. It was a plain room with plain furniture with- he looked down at what he was dressed in and grimaced- terrible fashion sense. With the sterile atmosphere it felt like a hospital, and Sanae was proven correct a few moments later when a woman walked into the room; he could tell by the uniform that she was a nurse. Yup, this was a hospital, although why he was in a hospital was anyone's guess
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Indiana Jones had woken up in a lot of strange places in his life. It came with the territory, really. Spin a globe and put your finger somewhere on it, and Indy had, more likely than not, started another day there.
Still, it didn’t take him long to figure out that this one was going to take the cake.
He’d gone to bed reasonably early the night before, planning on getting up by seven to slog through the last of those term papers before heading in to the office. Later he’d remember ruefully how itchy he’d been to get out of Barnett College--Less than two months since you found the Holy Grail, Jones, and you’re already desperate to race off again, he’d thought with a grin as his head was hitting the pillow.
One of these days, he was going to have to learn to be more careful what he wished for. As soon as he opened them, Indy’s highly discerning scientist’s eyes told him that this was definitely not his bed.
Admittedly, it wouldn’t have been the very first time he'd been a little surprised by his surroundings in the morning, but the
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He opened his eyes slowly, blinking as he sat up and yawned. "Whew, what a...woah." Shibuya had an explosiveness to it, an unpredictability that he loved. What greeted him was just dull. It was a plain room with plain furniture with- he looked down at what he was dressed in and grimaced- terrible fashion sense. With the sterile atmosphere it felt like a hospital, and Sanae was proven correct a few moments later when a woman walked into the room; he could tell by the uniform that she was a nurse. Yup, this was a hospital, although why he was in a hospital was anyone's guess ( ... )
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Still, it didn’t take him long to figure out that this one was going to take the cake.
He’d gone to bed reasonably early the night before, planning on getting up by seven to slog through the last of those term papers before heading in to the office. Later he’d remember ruefully how itchy he’d been to get out of Barnett College--Less than two months since you found the Holy Grail, Jones, and you’re already desperate to race off again, he’d thought with a grin as his head was hitting the pillow.
One of these days, he was going to have to learn to be more careful what he wished for. As soon as he opened them, Indy’s highly discerning scientist’s eyes told him that this was definitely not his bed.
Admittedly, it wouldn’t have been the very first time he'd been a little surprised by his surroundings in the morning, but the ( ... )
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