♣ 009] not exactly where I recall being left
[there is no gasp of life, no moment of shock, just pain. In his shoulder, and on his right side, his face -- the whole being beaten down while the guy was on top of him wasn't exactly fun for Eliot, and even knowing they'd pulled off the con hadn't made the bruising go away around his eye. Though it did make the rest of Nebraska go away apparently... and turn into...]
Shit.
[and he wondered how long he'd been gone... dead... whatever it was and once his mind caught up with that the pain was secondary as he moved out of the room and up toward Bela's room - to find it empty, which could be a good thing, or a bad thing - he hadn't decided yet. So it's back to the damned journal where he figures the best way to figure out something is to just ask]
Bela Talbot... she still here? [a pause] Actually - what day is it? [have some casual page flipping too -- oh and btw he's also wandering through the tower now, you know looking for the rest of his team]
Shit.
[and he wondered how long he'd been gone... dead... whatever it was and once his mind caught up with that the pain was secondary as he moved out of the room and up toward Bela's room - to find it empty, which could be a good thing, or a bad thing - he hadn't decided yet. So it's back to the damned journal where he figures the best way to figure out something is to just ask]
Bela Talbot... she still here? [a pause] Actually - what day is it? [have some casual page flipping too -- oh and btw he's also wandering through the tower now, you know looking for the rest of his team]