Eichi "terminal cumslut boy" Tenshouin (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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teaism2019-09-23 07:54 am
finethanks) wrote in teaism2019-09-23 07:54 am
even if we must part again tomorrow
[Eichi has no idea how he got here. He was asleep in his bed in his apartment, the last he knew, but now he woke to blinding lights over him, a machine beeping alongside him. A medical bay of some sort, from what he can determine, and his heart begins to race as he sits up. Panic... there's panic, of course there is, because everyone is gone, and he doesn't know what this is. Another kidnapping? One more like the first?
Somehow, there are no needles, despite the fact that he's sure the monitors on the wall are showing his vitals. There is a bracelet over his wrist that he rips off, and that causes the machines to go into alert, warnings speaking over the speakers of the room. A staff member will be by to assist you shortly. Please remain where you are.
Of course he doesn't. His feet touch the ground, and he heads straight for what he can only assume is the door, but hit by a wave of dizziness, he stumbles and catches himself on the wall. Groggy... drowsy, even. Drugs? Something gets to the door before he does— a robot, though it's fairly close to looking human. It's the uncanny face and the vacant expression that gives it away. It tells Eichi to go back to the bed, so more medicine can be administered, and he shoves past it, yanking away from a metallic hand that tries to grab at his wrist, and runs down the curved hallway.
Honestly, he wouldn't have been able to make it far like this, anyway. He's in a medical gown of some sort, he's completely out of it at the moment, and running is taking too much out of him. Just a few steps, and he's out of breath, but he pushes, and pushes, right until he slams face first into someone else. A warm body. Someone human...?
He clutches at the arm of whoever it is tightly, but temporarily slumps as he loses consciousness there. He'll wake up in a bit, sorry about that.]
Somehow, there are no needles, despite the fact that he's sure the monitors on the wall are showing his vitals. There is a bracelet over his wrist that he rips off, and that causes the machines to go into alert, warnings speaking over the speakers of the room. A staff member will be by to assist you shortly. Please remain where you are.
Of course he doesn't. His feet touch the ground, and he heads straight for what he can only assume is the door, but hit by a wave of dizziness, he stumbles and catches himself on the wall. Groggy... drowsy, even. Drugs? Something gets to the door before he does— a robot, though it's fairly close to looking human. It's the uncanny face and the vacant expression that gives it away. It tells Eichi to go back to the bed, so more medicine can be administered, and he shoves past it, yanking away from a metallic hand that tries to grab at his wrist, and runs down the curved hallway.
Honestly, he wouldn't have been able to make it far like this, anyway. He's in a medical gown of some sort, he's completely out of it at the moment, and running is taking too much out of him. Just a few steps, and he's out of breath, but he pushes, and pushes, right until he slams face first into someone else. A warm body. Someone human...?
He clutches at the arm of whoever it is tightly, but temporarily slumps as he loses consciousness there. He'll wake up in a bit, sorry about that.]