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[an hour at most since he'd woken up. Lex continues flipping through the journal, reading through the various entries, intrigued. it had surprised him to find Lana by his side, but before he could ask just what it was she thought she was doing, she started rambling on about the castle, about it being magical and about how they were all trapped in Paradisa. he'd listened with mild amusement, unconvinced but fascinated nevertheless, and when she had asked him about the last thing he remembered, Lex realized his inability to recall the recent events leading up to his arrival at the clinic. in fact, the last thing he could remember clearly was attending his father's funeral.
Lionel was dead.
how?
by his own hands, of course. pleased that he remembers at least that, Lex is convinced the rest of his memory will come back to him in time.
for now... for now, he stops attempting to piece together the fragments of what little he can recollect.
instead, Lex gets up and accesses his body for any signs of injuries and finding none, he opens the cupboard in search of more appropriate attire, ready to leave this place.]
[ooc - open, open, open. post is so very open. feel free to visit as Lex will still be stuck in the clinic for the rest of Monday.]
Lionel was dead.
how?
by his own hands, of course. pleased that he remembers at least that, Lex is convinced the rest of his memory will come back to him in time.
for now... for now, he stops attempting to piece together the fragments of what little he can recollect.
instead, Lex gets up and accesses his body for any signs of injuries and finding none, he opens the cupboard in search of more appropriate attire, ready to leave this place.]
[ooc - open, open, open. post is so very open. feel free to visit as Lex will still be stuck in the clinic for the rest of Monday.]