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onearmedexmerc) wrote2014-05-18 11:23 pm
onearmedexmerc) wrote2014-05-18 11:23 pm
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Restoration 001 | Action
[Battledome (Starting in Room 2) | Morning]
[The cold hard ground was not what Evan was expecting to wake up on. Especially considering he had been in his nice warm bed when he'd managed to get to sleep.
Well that was alarming.
With care Evan cracked an eye open to take stock of his surroundings. Concrete floor, steel bolted walls, and a door. No one is in here with him from what he can see and hear though which is either good or bad.
A careful test of his legs shows they are unbound. With the situation assessed Evan sits up carefully. The lack of a shirt and his prosthetic arm doesn't alarm him, as he tended to sleep in just pants anyway. And anyone who slept in their prosthetic was crazy in his honest opinion.
The fact the pants were white was alarming however, since he had put on black ones last night. Plus the comforting weight of his leg sheath and its blade was missing as well. But he still had his dog-tags. Weird.
Right, so change of location, change of clothes, and disarmed. This was not adding up to a happy picture.
Cautiously Evan stood up. Well, no alarms yet, that was a good sign. With an eye for his surroundings, wary of any secret surprises, Evan made his way to the door, ignoring the journal that had been laying nearby.
Opening it quietly he stared out at the circular console in the middle of the circular room. Curving away to his right was a wall with more doors, evenly spaced. To his left was a single door. And directly across from him it looked like a... clinic?]
Does not look like the usual kidnapping digs, that's for sure.
[Oh well. Evan leaves the room to curiously examine the center console. Anyone can come and find him as he messes about with the controls.]
[Later Action | Afternoon - Early Evening]
[After getting the rundown on the place from the friendly folks at what he now knew was the battle dome, Evan started to explore.
He was in a new world for goodness sakes, of course he was going to explore!
So first things first, to the Plaza! Where better to explore all the places. He checks out all the shops in the area, all of them. Sadly he does not locate his prosthetic at all so feel free to notice the pinned sleeve where his left arm would be if he had one.
Evan explores beyond the plaza, simply following where the paths will take him, but not travelling to far outside the village proper yet.
He'll probably greet anyone he meets with a smile and a cheerful hello. Respond, or don't. He doesn't mind.]
[Locked to Ginia | Action | Evening]
[After exploring the village some Evan makes his way back to the Welcome Center. Perhaps they can answer some questions, and if he remembers right, they have a place to sleep.
There's just something about trying to find a new place to live that makes him a bit heartsick.
Walking towards the Welcome center from the north part of the village Evan simply enjoy's watching the other people in Luceti.
As he approaches, a women leaves the bakery, a dog at her side. Evan smiles at the dog, rather fond of animals in general. His eyes pass over the woman in a cursory glance before the profile crashes catastrophically into a closely held memory.
Everything fits. Not just those superficial things like facial feature, but those small habits that are unique with each person. The way she is holding her purchases, the way she steps, the way she watches.
It all falls into picture perfect place.]
Ginia?
[It's a croak at first before his voice strengthens and he walks closer, slowly, as if not daring to believe what everything is telling him.]
Ginia.
[It is you.]
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((ooc: Please note he is missing his left arm. In case you missed it earlier. Ha, that's a pun!
PS: ALSO NOTE. Evan's voice was the male voice that could be heard on Ginia's previous post! Any of her CR take note, or anyone who heard that entry. Just a nice bit of relevant trivia))
[The cold hard ground was not what Evan was expecting to wake up on. Especially considering he had been in his nice warm bed when he'd managed to get to sleep.
Well that was alarming.
With care Evan cracked an eye open to take stock of his surroundings. Concrete floor, steel bolted walls, and a door. No one is in here with him from what he can see and hear though which is either good or bad.
A careful test of his legs shows they are unbound. With the situation assessed Evan sits up carefully. The lack of a shirt and his prosthetic arm doesn't alarm him, as he tended to sleep in just pants anyway. And anyone who slept in their prosthetic was crazy in his honest opinion.
The fact the pants were white was alarming however, since he had put on black ones last night. Plus the comforting weight of his leg sheath and its blade was missing as well. But he still had his dog-tags. Weird.
Right, so change of location, change of clothes, and disarmed. This was not adding up to a happy picture.
Cautiously Evan stood up. Well, no alarms yet, that was a good sign. With an eye for his surroundings, wary of any secret surprises, Evan made his way to the door, ignoring the journal that had been laying nearby.
Opening it quietly he stared out at the circular console in the middle of the circular room. Curving away to his right was a wall with more doors, evenly spaced. To his left was a single door. And directly across from him it looked like a... clinic?]
Does not look like the usual kidnapping digs, that's for sure.
[Oh well. Evan leaves the room to curiously examine the center console. Anyone can come and find him as he messes about with the controls.]
[Later Action | Afternoon - Early Evening]
[After getting the rundown on the place from the friendly folks at what he now knew was the battle dome, Evan started to explore.
He was in a new world for goodness sakes, of course he was going to explore!
So first things first, to the Plaza! Where better to explore all the places. He checks out all the shops in the area, all of them. Sadly he does not locate his prosthetic at all so feel free to notice the pinned sleeve where his left arm would be if he had one.
Evan explores beyond the plaza, simply following where the paths will take him, but not travelling to far outside the village proper yet.
He'll probably greet anyone he meets with a smile and a cheerful hello. Respond, or don't. He doesn't mind.]
[Locked to Ginia | Action | Evening]
[After exploring the village some Evan makes his way back to the Welcome Center. Perhaps they can answer some questions, and if he remembers right, they have a place to sleep.
There's just something about trying to find a new place to live that makes him a bit heartsick.
Walking towards the Welcome center from the north part of the village Evan simply enjoy's watching the other people in Luceti.
As he approaches, a women leaves the bakery, a dog at her side. Evan smiles at the dog, rather fond of animals in general. His eyes pass over the woman in a cursory glance before the profile crashes catastrophically into a closely held memory.
Everything fits. Not just those superficial things like facial feature, but those small habits that are unique with each person. The way she is holding her purchases, the way she steps, the way she watches.
It all falls into picture perfect place.]
Ginia?
[It's a croak at first before his voice strengthens and he walks closer, slowly, as if not daring to believe what everything is telling him.]
Ginia.
[It is you.]
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((ooc: Please note he is missing his left arm. In case you missed it earlier. Ha, that's a pun!
PS: ALSO NOTE. Evan's voice was the male voice that could be heard on Ginia's previous post! Any of her CR take note, or anyone who heard that entry. Just a nice bit of relevant trivia))