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Well this is gonna be awkward
Jun. 17th, 2015 04:20 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
xyzknight[The first thing that registers fully in Yuto's mind is confusion. Confusion at the pain in his chest that prompted him to breathe. Confusion that he could breathe. Confusion at the strange stiffness he feels, confusion at the fact that he can register he's in a body again.
But mostly, confusion over how he's alive.
The soft chiming of the clock sounds fuzzy, matching the state of his sight as it slowly clears itself up. The smell of antiseptic and the look of the room is enough to make it clear he's in some kind of medical bay, but... where? How?
He barely registers the computer as it chirps at him, reads out some information charts it has -- on him? He can't tell -- as he grasps at the metal bar by the bed to pull himself up. His body is... sluggish. The fog in his mind is clearing up some, but it's difficult to actually move, as if there's some major disconnect between the two of them.
The computer chirps at him again, and this time he listens. He still can't make out most of what it says, but he does make out something about being in an academy. Academia? -- but no, even his foggy mind realizes that it can't be that. Academia would never revive him like this even if they could -- and if he was brought back by someone else and then captured, he'd be in a card, not in a bed.
Or at the very least, he'd be restrained.
Shakily, Yuto goes for the door. He feels too vulnerable in here -- if this is a place of enemies, then the medical bay is too obvious a place to be. And if not... then he can find someone to help him and explain what the hell is going on.
Down the hallway he goes, keeping his hands firmly against the wall to support his shaking form. This is going to take a while...]
But mostly, confusion over how he's alive.
The soft chiming of the clock sounds fuzzy, matching the state of his sight as it slowly clears itself up. The smell of antiseptic and the look of the room is enough to make it clear he's in some kind of medical bay, but... where? How?
He barely registers the computer as it chirps at him, reads out some information charts it has -- on him? He can't tell -- as he grasps at the metal bar by the bed to pull himself up. His body is... sluggish. The fog in his mind is clearing up some, but it's difficult to actually move, as if there's some major disconnect between the two of them.
The computer chirps at him again, and this time he listens. He still can't make out most of what it says, but he does make out something about being in an academy. Academia? -- but no, even his foggy mind realizes that it can't be that. Academia would never revive him like this even if they could -- and if he was brought back by someone else and then captured, he'd be in a card, not in a bed.
Or at the very least, he'd be restrained.
Shakily, Yuto goes for the door. He feels too vulnerable in here -- if this is a place of enemies, then the medical bay is too obvious a place to be. And if not... then he can find someone to help him and explain what the hell is going on.
Down the hallway he goes, keeping his hands firmly against the wall to support his shaking form. This is going to take a while...]
