Characters: Ivan & Syaoran
Content: Wait... it's morning and we're still here? OHSHI-
Setting: a room in Actua Are [N9]
Time: morning, prior to
this. (I hope the weather loops around again by then)
Warnings: you mean besides a kind of lame first post?
For the second time in two days, Ivan woke up with no idea where he was. Unlike last time, though, it only took a few seconds of panicking before he remembered. It was still the inn he'd come to to meet Flonne, and he had met her, whoever she was, and some of her friends, whoever they were, and now this was the room he'd shared with another traveler - Syaoran, right? It was a weird name, they all were, but that was probably the least weird thing he'd run into over the course of yesterday.
He reluctantly sat up, keeping the comforter around his shoulders. It was cold, even more so than it had been last night. It kind of made him even less eager to get out of bed. It was a lot more comfortable than a hammock on Piers's ship, that was for sure, but...
He'd much rather have been there with his friends, than here alone.
What the heck happened?