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mayfield_rpg2012-07-18 08:44 pm
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[Action -- 768 Bunker Street]
[It's just a moment between waking and realizing he's awake before Maine's leaping from the bed and glancing around the room with a low growl. This was not at all what he'd been expecting when he'd been dragged off that cliff, and in his haste and confusion, he's gotten himself tangled up in the sheets. There's a THUNK as he trips back into the wall.]
[Phone -- open]
[He's staring at the receiver, not sure what he's supposed to be doing here because it has been years since he's been able to actually speak, and he has no AI with him to translate. So instead, he leaves a message for the residents; a long, low, growl.]
[It's just a moment between waking and realizing he's awake before Maine's leaping from the bed and glancing around the room with a low growl. This was not at all what he'd been expecting when he'd been dragged off that cliff, and in his haste and confusion, he's gotten himself tangled up in the sheets. There's a THUNK as he trips back into the wall.]
[Phone -- open]
[He's staring at the receiver, not sure what he's supposed to be doing here because it has been years since he's been able to actually speak, and he has no AI with him to translate. So instead, he leaves a message for the residents; a long, low, growl.]