[RL with Haibara and Hakuba]
Naoto awoke from dark dreams filled with sickly green fog, harsh fluorescent lights reflecting off steely instruments and sharp blades. Even as those images faded from her waking mind, Naoto sat bolt upright in bed and stared at her hands palms facing upward. She needed to reassure herself that they were still her hands: made of flesh and blood and not--what? She couldn't remember. The dreams images ran from her mind like sand slipping between her fingers...
Breath coming in small gasps, she looked about. Yes. She was still in her room. Safe. Unharmed. How long had she been sleeping anyway? A long time, at any rate. She could hear movement from downstairs. Hakuba and maybe a few of her friends were still around, helping to tidy up the place before Grampa and Yakushiji-san arrived.
Haibara was seated in a chair near Naoto's bedside. So, had she stayed by Naoto's side this whole time?
((Naoto and Haibara will tag for a bit, then Hakuba can jump in later.))
Breath coming in small gasps, she looked about. Yes. She was still in her room. Safe. Unharmed. How long had she been sleeping anyway? A long time, at any rate. She could hear movement from downstairs. Hakuba and maybe a few of her friends were still around, helping to tidy up the place before Grampa and Yakushiji-san arrived.
Haibara was seated in a chair near Naoto's bedside. So, had she stayed by Naoto's side this whole time?
((Naoto and Haibara will tag for a bit, then Hakuba can jump in later.))