[001] - Rude awakening!
Who: Lupin and somarium at large.
Where: Espoir Field
Status: OPEN for business
Style: Either!
Waking up in a strange place was... --well, it wasn't as unusual as it could have been. As a result when Lupin found himself flat on his back in a field, he automatically ran through the usual checklist: Tied up? No. Head injuries? All good there. Bomb strapped anywhere to his body? Seemed fine. He checked all his pockets, rifling through the usual organized mess there and--
"Eh? What're you?" Still flat on his back, Lupin pulled the unfamiliar phone from his pocket. Blinking, he flipped through a few of the unfamiliar menus, checked the side: Dreamberry.
Strange. The last thing he remembered was - he had to pause, force his way through the haze to dig backwards; what had he been doing? Oh right, standing on top of a train trying not to get shot to death. He could have sworn he'd been in the middle of trying to get forward to uncouple one of the cars, but it was all beginning to blur together and--
Lupin froze, the Dreamberry momentarily forgotten. From dangerous train heist to suddenly waking up in a field, memory fuzzy. He'd either somehow managed to fall from a speeding train without any injury or--
"I'm dead!" Lupin wailed, checking frantically to make sure his feet were still there or for any sign of will o' wisps.
Where: Espoir Field
Status: OPEN for business
Style: Either!
Waking up in a strange place was... --well, it wasn't as unusual as it could have been. As a result when Lupin found himself flat on his back in a field, he automatically ran through the usual checklist: Tied up? No. Head injuries? All good there. Bomb strapped anywhere to his body? Seemed fine. He checked all his pockets, rifling through the usual organized mess there and--
"Eh? What're you?" Still flat on his back, Lupin pulled the unfamiliar phone from his pocket. Blinking, he flipped through a few of the unfamiliar menus, checked the side: Dreamberry.
Strange. The last thing he remembered was - he had to pause, force his way through the haze to dig backwards; what had he been doing? Oh right, standing on top of a train trying not to get shot to death. He could have sworn he'd been in the middle of trying to get forward to uncouple one of the cars, but it was all beginning to blur together and--
Lupin froze, the Dreamberry momentarily forgotten. From dangerous train heist to suddenly waking up in a field, memory fuzzy. He'd either somehow managed to fall from a speeding train without any injury or--
"I'm dead!" Lupin wailed, checking frantically to make sure his feet were still there or for any sign of will o' wisps.