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Who: Adam Monroe (makemethe_hero) and Elle Bishop (touchwithaspark)
What: Adam's Kensei-Loss is a go
When: Morning
Where: Elle's room
Rating: PG-13
The bed was very warm, and far more comfortable than what he was used to. In fact, as it penetrated his slowly waking consciousness, Kensei was fairly convinced it was something like sleeping on a cloud. A warm cloud. Could clouds be warm? And cozy? He'd never been quite this cozy, ever in his whole life. It was amazing. It was amazing enough that it pulled him awake, because how was it possible to be quite this comfortable? Kings didn't have beds this comfortable, and the ground he remembered falling asleep on certainly hadn't been, and whatever he was resting his head on was most certainly not his pack, and...he cracked one eye open and peeked down...right. The arm around his chest was most definitely not Carp's. Which would not be around his chest, anyway. And was too pale to be Yaeko's. Which also would not be touching him like that. Very prickly about such things she was, more's the pity. A man had needs, after all.
Opening his other eye, he peered around the room, because he was in a room. A room like he'd always imagined must be in a palace, but never really dreamed he might actually see. Very carefully, he shifted to look over his shoulder, to catch sight of his companion who was most definitely not either Carp or Yaeko, but far more like the girls he'd known back home.
Where he wasn't.
Nor was he in Japan.
Or anywhere else he recognized.
...What the bloody hell had happened?
"Er...hello?"
What: Adam's Kensei-Loss is a go
When: Morning
Where: Elle's room
Rating: PG-13
The bed was very warm, and far more comfortable than what he was used to. In fact, as it penetrated his slowly waking consciousness, Kensei was fairly convinced it was something like sleeping on a cloud. A warm cloud. Could clouds be warm? And cozy? He'd never been quite this cozy, ever in his whole life. It was amazing. It was amazing enough that it pulled him awake, because how was it possible to be quite this comfortable? Kings didn't have beds this comfortable, and the ground he remembered falling asleep on certainly hadn't been, and whatever he was resting his head on was most certainly not his pack, and...he cracked one eye open and peeked down...right. The arm around his chest was most definitely not Carp's. Which would not be around his chest, anyway. And was too pale to be Yaeko's. Which also would not be touching him like that. Very prickly about such things she was, more's the pity. A man had needs, after all.
Opening his other eye, he peered around the room, because he was in a room. A room like he'd always imagined must be in a palace, but never really dreamed he might actually see. Very carefully, he shifted to look over his shoulder, to catch sight of his companion who was most definitely not either Carp or Yaeko, but far more like the girls he'd known back home.
Where he wasn't.
Nor was he in Japan.
Or anywhere else he recognized.
...What the bloody hell had happened?
"Er...hello?"