>I DON'T KNOW MYSELF ANYMORE: POST MIRROR [OPEN | JULIAN | GAILA ]
[Julian eased himself into a seat at the mess hall which vaguely reminded himself of the Replimat. His entire body was still aching from the ordeal of the day before, and while he was physically on the mend, he still was quite unsettled by what had transpired. The marks of abuse were still visible on his skin despite his efforts to treat the minor injuries. It was all very embarrassing and he wanted nothing more than to just pretend (as much as he could) that the last two days had never happened. Or were some terrible terrible nightmare that he'd thankfully managed to wake himself up from. Oh, he'd been filled in as to the why's and wherefore's on how he'd (and others) been influenced by the Ion Storms, but that didn't stop him from still looking over his shoulder nervously and toying with his virtually untouched dinner.]