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Feb 15, 2011 00:04

[The first thing he felt, as consciousness spread back into him along with the ray of sunlight through the gap in the curtains, was the keys in his pocket digging into his thigh.

As he shifted, several more things became immediately apparent. First, his right arm was raised over his body at a fairly steep angle. Right on the heels of that, he realized the reason for this was the fact his right wrist was caught in the steel bracelet of a handcuff. True, this was hardly the first time he'd woken up handcuffed-- but waking up that way and with all his clothes still on was a novelty that he wasn't sure he liked.

But the most important thing he realized was that, somehow, he was lying on a strange floor.

He opened his eyes to be sure. Yes, the floor it was, in a room he didn't recognize.

He tried to put together his memories from the night before into some cohesive narrative. One of his regulars had dropped by, carrying with her several bottles of something she'd cooked up in her apartment. She'd called it "Oh-Be-Joyful," and now he was regretting it as he struggled awkwardly to his feet.

The cuff around his wrist was attached to a long silver chain that ran under the covers of a fairly comfortable-looking motel bed. He could see a lump under the covers and a small flash of hair, but no more.]

[voice]

Generally, when I'm chained to somebody, I remember it. Today, it seems, I'm not so lucky. ...Hey, you awake?

!event #003, menelaus, dionysus, ariadne, hermione

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