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Oct. 19th, 2010 11:34 amThis isn't the first time that Victor's woken up in a small room with a headache and no knowledge of how she got there. This is impressive, because Victor doesn't drink.
This is the first time she's woken up in a small room with a headache and no knowledge of how she got there in close proximity to someone else. She can hear breathing.
She takes stock. Too dark to see anything, the sort of dark that's deliberate and there's no adjusting to it. She's wearing different clothes than when she arrived on this planet, because she can feel air on her arms. She touches her stomach. The PINpoint she usually has strapped there is gone. The only thing that hurts is her head, so that's something. "So," she says, a low murmur. "Tell me you're the Master and not some sort of slobbering monster. Because otherwise, I'll have to request a room transfer, and that's a lot of paperwork."
This is the first time she's woken up in a small room with a headache and no knowledge of how she got there in close proximity to someone else. She can hear breathing.
She takes stock. Too dark to see anything, the sort of dark that's deliberate and there's no adjusting to it. She's wearing different clothes than when she arrived on this planet, because she can feel air on her arms. She touches her stomach. The PINpoint she usually has strapped there is gone. The only thing that hurts is her head, so that's something. "So," she says, a low murmur. "Tell me you're the Master and not some sort of slobbering monster. Because otherwise, I'll have to request a room transfer, and that's a lot of paperwork."
