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It was likely not a good sign that the young man's first thought when he woke up damp with dew and speckled with mud was Maker, not again.
It was an even worse sign that, as he looked around the clearing in the early morning light, he realized he had absolutely no idea where he was or how he'd gotten there. Solving that insoluble riddle seemed to be the first order of business. He buried his head in his hands for a moment to think, then spotted someone else crumpled on the nearby grass and went to prod the person's jacket with his boot.
"Are you awake? What is this?"
It was possibly not the gentlest wake-up call of all time. Amnesia did not breed calm.
( In which his friend awakens. )
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doesnotkneel!]
It was an even worse sign that, as he looked around the clearing in the early morning light, he realized he had absolutely no idea where he was or how he'd gotten there. Solving that insoluble riddle seemed to be the first order of business. He buried his head in his hands for a moment to think, then spotted someone else crumpled on the nearby grass and went to prod the person's jacket with his boot.
"Are you awake? What is this?"
It was possibly not the gentlest wake-up call of all time. Amnesia did not breed calm.
( In which his friend awakens. )
[OOC:Establishy and preplayed with the beautiful
doesnotkneel!]
