{resort} Waking up somewhere new...again...
Adam shifted in his sleep and rolled over as that sleep started to become more awake. He sighed. Then he realized just how comfortable he was, and how refreshed he felt. That couldn't be right.
He opened his eyes and found himself staring at an alarm clock. He blinked and sat up, looking around more. No longer was he in the shabby cabin with creaking floorboards and pitiful bed. There weren't mosquitoes, or much noise of any kind. Instead he was in a king sized bed that was covered in soft, luxurious bedding.
He was in the resort.
"About bloody time," he muttered. A man like him didn't deserve to be living on a beach, or in a cabin, this was much better suited for him.
Except...he was still quite filthy from cabin life. There were communal bathroom cabins back in the little camp area, one each for the men and women. The showers were much more than stalls with running water, and one was lucky to get hot water when they actually wanted it.
Adam smiled and climbed from the bed, stretching. The carpet felt lovely on his bare feet. He padded into the large bathroom and admired the tub, before heading on to the shower. What a glorious sight it was. A large shower head with massage, soaps and shampoos...he was under the hot water in a matter of seconds.
He took himself a very long shower, washing away every bit of grime that he could. His skin was slightly red when he finally emerged and wrapped the thick towel around himself. He took his time drying off, before heading back into the bedroom and over to the closet. Inside were outfits such as he wore back home. He happily chose one and pulled it on, then sat down to slide into his shoes.
It was time to explore a bit. Unless you lived in the resort, you didn't really get to see it but from outside. He had heard fantastic things about it.
He stepped out of his room and looked around. Even the hallways looked pristine. He turned to head down the hall, but stopped at the door beside his. A smile curled his lips slightly as he read the name on it.
Bela Talbot
His sparring partner. Imagine that. He reached out and knocked on her door. Hopefully she was there, but if she wasn't he would just find her through transmission.
He opened his eyes and found himself staring at an alarm clock. He blinked and sat up, looking around more. No longer was he in the shabby cabin with creaking floorboards and pitiful bed. There weren't mosquitoes, or much noise of any kind. Instead he was in a king sized bed that was covered in soft, luxurious bedding.
He was in the resort.
"About bloody time," he muttered. A man like him didn't deserve to be living on a beach, or in a cabin, this was much better suited for him.
Except...he was still quite filthy from cabin life. There were communal bathroom cabins back in the little camp area, one each for the men and women. The showers were much more than stalls with running water, and one was lucky to get hot water when they actually wanted it.
Adam smiled and climbed from the bed, stretching. The carpet felt lovely on his bare feet. He padded into the large bathroom and admired the tub, before heading on to the shower. What a glorious sight it was. A large shower head with massage, soaps and shampoos...he was under the hot water in a matter of seconds.
He took himself a very long shower, washing away every bit of grime that he could. His skin was slightly red when he finally emerged and wrapped the thick towel around himself. He took his time drying off, before heading back into the bedroom and over to the closet. Inside were outfits such as he wore back home. He happily chose one and pulled it on, then sat down to slide into his shoes.
It was time to explore a bit. Unless you lived in the resort, you didn't really get to see it but from outside. He had heard fantastic things about it.
He stepped out of his room and looked around. Even the hallways looked pristine. He turned to head down the hall, but stopped at the door beside his. A smile curled his lips slightly as he read the name on it.
Bela Talbot
His sparring partner. Imagine that. He reached out and knocked on her door. Hopefully she was there, but if she wasn't he would just find her through transmission.