not_meatbuns | Rebel 2 [Action/Voice]

[Litchi is starting off her day with total and utter confusion. Instead of waking up in the comfortable, familiar dark of the apartment she shares with Thirteen, the sun is already coming up and illuminating a strange room instead. It's not their home back on Strangereal, so she can rule out the Malnosso sending them back - not to mention she wouldn't remember any Malnosso if that were the case. A slight panic starts to set in, not just at the unfamiliar surroundings, but also at the fact that - dun dun dunnnn - she's late for a shift at the clinic.

Although the unfamiliar room has her attention more, and that's the main reason why she's nudging her husband awake. David's always been the more level-headed between them. Maybe he can figure out where they are and what they're doing here.

Later on in the day, her bearings regained and feeling slightly miffed, Litchi will address the journals.]

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My goodness. Another day completely blanked out. I really do hope the Malnosso stop interrupting our memories like this. Once is too many, but this many times...

[Well, she's getting off-track. She clears her throat, only slightly sheepish.]

Is everyone alright? Any injuries? Slight confusion seems to be a trend today, so I suppose we can ignore that as a symptom.

If anyone needs any help at all, please let me know. Even if you just need a hand re-orienting yourself.

[[ooc: AU info this-a-way! Litchi's been a military doctor for a few years, so please forgive her for being a little more bold and a little harsher than her usual self. ♥]]

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[He chuckles lightly at the kiss on the forehead before she gives his answer.]

So? It's your day off, isn't...

[That second part causes him to pause, and he quickly rubs his eyes of that morning blur. The room comes into focus... it's familiar. But not... where they should be.]

...Huh? Wait. [Groaning, he pushes himself up. He looks around, familiar belongings in the room, including some of the model planes he had put together. Stuff that was definitely theirs.] ...are we back in the old house?

[Without her glasses, she can't see quite so well. But still, she tries to peer blearily around the room, trying to make sense of the blur anything more than a foot away appears in, but she decides to just take his word for it.]

But... what are we doing back here? We were in the apartment last night, weren't we?

Yeah. We were. If this is another experiment...

[He scratches the top of his head, then looks over at the nightstand. Her glasses, thankfully, are there. Somehow. He opens them up and slides them gently over her face.]

...Well, either way. Even if it is, it seems like we're just fine.

[She smiles as he slips her glasses on.]

Thank you.

[Ah, much better. Now she can see. The room is definitely their old one, but they haven't been here since they were sent back to Luceti. It probably is some kind of experiment, but... well, at least there doesn't seem to be any harm done.

Still, there's a spark of irritation in her eyes as she glances around the room.]

...I suppose I should be grateful that all they did was rearrange where we woke up.

[He can see that annoyance in her eyes. Litchi could have a bit of a temper sometimes, and though she never aimed it at people who didn't deserve it, he wants to alleviate some of it. So you're being pulled into a hug.]

Mmm. The small favors.

[...and it afforded her a much needed chance to sleep in.]

[Ah, Dave, you've always been the best at soothing her frazzled nerves. ♥ She returns the hug, subconsciously tucking her head up beneath his chin. Any of the lingering panic of waking up in a strange place starts to seep away.

After a moment, she chuckles.]

Well, it wasn't supposed to be a day off, but I suppose it could be now, hm? At least long enough to get back home and make sure everything is in the right place.

Well, making the best out of the situation... I'd call it an improvement.

[He's not letting her go, holding her like this for the moment. He's a sucker for it.]

[Being that she never gets tired of this, she just nuzzles in comfortably against his neck. Not supposed to be in this house, no, but worse things have happened and nobody's tried to get them out yet.]

I just hope this is all they've done. If there's more to this, I'd prefer to sit it out.

[With a soft laugh, she peeks up at him.]

Although I suppose if we do have the day off, we should probably spend it in our own room.

Sure, if you want to be boring about it.

[He teases, but he does agree. That much is obvious.]

All right... probably should get up and get changed first and then pack up what belongs to us and go back home.

[Laughing again, she shakes her head and gives him a very soft, playful swat.]

You're right. I hope we haven't displaced anyone else by showing up here. [Beat.] ...I wonder if anyone was shifted into our apartment.

[He feigns fear at being swatted, but still smiles.]

I doubt it. And even if they have, they'll probably be anxious to get out of it, just like how we want to leave here. Just another one of those things around here that we have to live with.

[She laughs lightly.]

Most likely. To be honest, I'm surprised the Malnosso don't do this kind of thing more often. I'm glad they don't... but they do seem terribly fond of this kind of mischief.

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