May 14, 2009 22:06
[At first all that is visible is black hair, a green bandana, and leaves. A groan comes from the body, and shortly a teenage boy pushes himself upright. He's shirtless of course, and doesn't seem to notice the journal as he looks dazedly around.]
Where am I...? [Words are soft, obviously he doesn't expect an answer.]
[He comes to his senses a bit more, expression far more concerned now.]
Flik? Assistant Commander Milia?
[He makes to push himself to his feet, but the slight imbalance at his back gives him pause and he looks over his shoulder. The wings are a shocking sight.]
...this... can't be real...
[Once he tugs at a wing, he realizes that they are real, and securely attached.]
[A sigh.] Just what happened...?
omgwtfwings?,
where's my clothes?,
i swear i was just on a dragon