Atsuro ☈ 004
Who: Atsuro and Rita (and Senri?)
Where: Rita's lab. Her spare room. Or something.
Style: ...First. Yeah?
Status: Closed but open to Senri and...ping if you want in? OR SOMETHING?
[There wasn't much out of the ordinary when he first awoke, except that maybe he felt a little groggier than usual while also feeling wonderfully well rested. Abnormally well rested. Well rested, relaxed, and not in any particular mood to get out of bed.
He was still relishing the feeling of sleeping in a bed again, after that week in the Lockdown. The bruises that he'd sustained fighting demigods and all that had faded, but that didn't mean he couldn't appreciate the softness of a mattress. Even if it wasn't his own -
- nor was this room his own? Huh. Well. This sure wasn't where he'd gone to sleep. As a matter of fact, this didn't look like anywhere he'd sleep. It did, however, look a little familiar...somehow. Except he just couldn't quite remember how.
And so, Atsuro swung his legs over the edge of the bed, (couldn't find his hat), and walked across the floor in too cold bare feet to open the door. And face whatever it was he found there.]
Where: Rita's lab. Her spare room. Or something.
Style: ...First. Yeah?
Status: Closed but open to Senri and...ping if you want in? OR SOMETHING?
[There wasn't much out of the ordinary when he first awoke, except that maybe he felt a little groggier than usual while also feeling wonderfully well rested. Abnormally well rested. Well rested, relaxed, and not in any particular mood to get out of bed.
He was still relishing the feeling of sleeping in a bed again, after that week in the Lockdown. The bruises that he'd sustained fighting demigods and all that had faded, but that didn't mean he couldn't appreciate the softness of a mattress. Even if it wasn't his own -
- nor was this room his own? Huh. Well. This sure wasn't where he'd gone to sleep. As a matter of fact, this didn't look like anywhere he'd sleep. It did, however, look a little familiar...somehow. Except he just couldn't quite remember how.
And so, Atsuro swung his legs over the edge of the bed, (couldn't find his hat), and walked across the floor in too cold bare feet to open the door. And face whatever it was he found there.]