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Characters: Allen & anyone that wants to find him!
Location: Clinic!
Rating: G? Depends who comes to visit, it could go up.
Time: Nov. 14th; Late morning/early afternoon
Description: Allen's return to Death City...he has a lot on his mind. He's also extremely hungry.
[ Allen wakes up in the clinic with a pounding headache, a dry throat, and aches all over his body. He clutches at the sheets, senses sharpening and every muscle tensing-ready to run if it’s necessary. There are no chains though and no one breathing uncomfortably down his neck, it takes a breath and another before he calms down, sitting up to examine his surroundings.
He recognises the clinic all too well. It’s kind of embarrassing, how frequently he made use of this place in Death City. With the initial panic subsiding he can remember stepping into the gate and finding himself in that same dark chamber, memories that had only been dreamlike sharpening into reality, being led out before the adrenaline wore off and exhaustion won out. So he’s here again. There are things that he needs to figure out, how much time has passed, what has happened in that time, who is here now.
But later. He falls back into the bed, noting that he is just a little feverish on top of everything else. However much time has passed here too much has happened back home for Allen to simply step back into this place seamlessly.
Nea. If he’s still here Allen needs to talk to him, wants to talk to him actually. But later as well.
What he needs now is a large amount of food. HUGE amounts of food.
If anyone walks in to the room Allen’s using he will in fact just be eating all day. And brooding. ]
Location: Clinic!
Rating: G? Depends who comes to visit, it could go up.
Time: Nov. 14th; Late morning/early afternoon
Description: Allen's return to Death City...he has a lot on his mind. He's also extremely hungry.
[ Allen wakes up in the clinic with a pounding headache, a dry throat, and aches all over his body. He clutches at the sheets, senses sharpening and every muscle tensing-ready to run if it’s necessary. There are no chains though and no one breathing uncomfortably down his neck, it takes a breath and another before he calms down, sitting up to examine his surroundings.
He recognises the clinic all too well. It’s kind of embarrassing, how frequently he made use of this place in Death City. With the initial panic subsiding he can remember stepping into the gate and finding himself in that same dark chamber, memories that had only been dreamlike sharpening into reality, being led out before the adrenaline wore off and exhaustion won out. So he’s here again. There are things that he needs to figure out, how much time has passed, what has happened in that time, who is here now.
But later. He falls back into the bed, noting that he is just a little feverish on top of everything else. However much time has passed here too much has happened back home for Allen to simply step back into this place seamlessly.
Nea. If he’s still here Allen needs to talk to him, wants to talk to him actually. But later as well.
What he needs now is a large amount of food. HUGE amounts of food.
If anyone walks in to the room Allen’s using he will in fact just be eating all day. And brooding. ]