Twelfth Test: Cycle Four, Month 1, Day 6 - We'll Never Sleep, though god knows we try
[You don't really need the thought bubble above Anko's head to let everyone know she's unhappy as she tosses and turns in her little alcove of a bed. She's not asleep. Being asleep would be preferrable at this point but, after crashing hard for a couple of days to sleep off the weirdness of the hallucinations and the fact that they'd reset again, she can't sleep.
Not here, at least.
Finally, she sits up, throwing the blankets off and revealing her pajamas--just a t-shirt and shorts.
The thought bubble above her head breaks through the angry-cloud a few times to reveal fleeting notions of a midnight snack, the pool, and...
She looks up at the sphere, her though bubble going from angry!cloud to question mark and back]
[private to Itachi]
Oi. You still don't use your bed, right?
[/private]
This whole black hole thing is getting really fucking old. Though the fact that I can remember it is new and different. I wonder what else will be different this time round.
Not here, at least.
Finally, she sits up, throwing the blankets off and revealing her pajamas--just a t-shirt and shorts.
The thought bubble above her head breaks through the angry-cloud a few times to reveal fleeting notions of a midnight snack, the pool, and...
She looks up at the sphere, her though bubble going from angry!cloud to question mark and back]
[private to Itachi]
Oi. You still don't use your bed, right?
[/private]
This whole black hole thing is getting really fucking old. Though the fact that I can remember it is new and different. I wonder what else will be different this time round.