[Friday, mid-morning: Alexandria, VA]
Krycek woke, finally, when the tranquilizer wore off.
[ooc: Again, slowplayed and backdated because of an unfortunate attack of sleep.]
The low cot he found himself on was comfortable, at least, though the scenery left something to be desired. He seemed to be in an office, a doctor's office to be specific, with low lighting and a slightly too-sterile smell. Krycek sat up, groaning as his muscles complained at the sudden movement. The door was closed, leaving him alone with the exam table and the various accoutrements one might find in any normal doctor's office.
Probably not so normal as it seems, he thought dryly. Swinging his legs from the cot to to the floor, he winced again and leaned back against the wall behind the cot. I hope Jake didn't actually stay. Moron. Krycek closed his eyes, breathing slowly. His father will kill me otherwise.
[ooc: Again, slowplayed and backdated because of an unfortunate attack of sleep.]
The low cot he found himself on was comfortable, at least, though the scenery left something to be desired. He seemed to be in an office, a doctor's office to be specific, with low lighting and a slightly too-sterile smell. Krycek sat up, groaning as his muscles complained at the sudden movement. The door was closed, leaving him alone with the exam table and the various accoutrements one might find in any normal doctor's office.
Probably not so normal as it seems, he thought dryly. Swinging his legs from the cot to to the floor, he winced again and leaned back against the wall behind the cot. I hope Jake didn't actually stay. Moron. Krycek closed his eyes, breathing slowly. His father will kill me otherwise.