[Rin is certainly one of the last few to wake up on the dawn of the first wave's arrival. Because apparently, it doesn't matter if it's his own bed or not, he will always sleep like the dead. ... And drool a little.
Sorry about those new, fluffy pillows, City of Siaion.
When he does finally wake up, it's because he's pretty sure he's going to be late for class, so he's all but leaping out of the bed with a few shouted curses, completely ignoring the pillow and the stuffed bunny (shut up okay!!!) that drop onto the floor in the commotion. And it isn't until his feet are flat on the floor and he's taken three steps toward a closet that is not actually there that he realizes...]
... What the hell is this? Where am I?!
[Something is very wrong here.
He instantly freezes, looks all around for any sign of anything familiar. He finds nothing. But there's a note on the desk in the far corner, propped up just enough to be purposefully conspicuous, held in place with what looks like a much fancier cell phone than the one he already owns. (Where is that, anyway...?) He reads the note.]
This place is is... mine? What's that supposed to mean? And where's this Siaion anyway? I've never even heard of it! Tch. What's the deal, taking me in my sleep like that?! [Beat.] How'd they get past Yukio...?
[Because while he might sleep like the dead, sometimes he's convinced his brother sleeps on a damn hair trigger. Regardless... What is all of this, and why...?
You know what? Later. He'll figure it out as he goes.
He folds up the note, stuffs it and the cell phone into the pockets of his sleep shorts. No closet? No clothes. But that's not enough to keep him stuck inside! Nope.
He heads right out the front door, still in his pajamas and completely barefoot, tail swishing behind him, trying to find any semblance of a clue. Or a hint. Or... well, anything. He's kinda desperate here, okay?
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Sorry about those new, fluffy pillows, City of Siaion.
When he does finally wake up, it's because he's pretty sure he's going to be late for class, so he's all but leaping out of the bed with a few shouted curses, completely ignoring the pillow and the stuffed bunny (shut up okay!!!) that drop onto the floor in the commotion. And it isn't until his feet are flat on the floor and he's taken three steps toward a closet that is not actually there that he realizes...]
... What the hell is this? Where am I?!
[Something is very wrong here.
He instantly freezes, looks all around for any sign of anything familiar. He finds nothing. But there's a note on the desk in the far corner, propped up just enough to be purposefully conspicuous, held in place with what looks like a much fancier cell phone than the one he already owns. (Where is that, anyway...?) He reads the note.]
This place is is... mine? What's that supposed to mean? And where's this Siaion anyway? I've never even heard of it! Tch. What's the deal, taking me in my sleep like that?! [Beat.] How'd they get past Yukio...?
[Because while he might sleep like the dead, sometimes he's convinced his brother sleeps on a damn hair trigger. Regardless... What is all of this, and why...?
You know what? Later. He'll figure it out as he goes.
He folds up the note, stuffs it and the cell phone into the pockets of his sleep shorts. No closet? No clothes. But that's not enough to keep him stuck inside! Nope.
He heads right out the front door, still in his pajamas and completely barefoot, tail swishing behind him, trying to find any semblance of a clue. Or a hint. Or... well, anything. He's kinda desperate here, okay?
Maybe Yukio is here. But if so, where...?]