[ she’d had a few minutes to get her bearings, peering cautiously around the room. And infirmary of sorts, much of it familiar to her, some of it quite alien. A moment to take stock of her own person; her heart rate and breathing were normal. Vision, normal. A distant aching in her head, but it lacked any sign of being caused by anything unusual, and there were no abnormal aches or pains in her body to indicate she’d been knocked out or forcibly transported. No, she was in good health.
All of that slips from her mind, however when she turns and finds herself facing down the barrel of a gun. A beyond it, some sort of…creature. Her captor, most likely.]
Oh, feisty. [she raises her hands calmly and smiles with just a little too much teeth, a nervous edge to her. But she did have a gun leveled at her, so would could blame her?]
Look like what? [Adalia looks down at herself, tone cool and unhurried.] I hadn’t planned on sleeping these clothes so they are a little wrinkled…
I. Wake up Call
All of that slips from her mind, however when she turns and finds herself facing down the barrel of a gun. A beyond it, some sort of…creature. Her captor, most likely.]
Oh, feisty. [she raises her hands calmly and smiles with just a little too much teeth, a nervous edge to her. But she did have a gun leveled at her, so would could blame her?]
Look like what? [Adalia looks down at herself, tone cool and unhurried.] I hadn’t planned on sleeping these clothes so they are a little wrinkled…