FIRST IMPRESSIONS (Charm) Feb 23, 2015 20:14:24 GMT -5
Post by Caleb Ostling on Feb 23, 2015 20:14:24 GMT -5
Caleb was choking, chocking and drowning as the machine roared to life. The stranger across from him was separate now, a divide had finally split them. Then a mechanical clank and the water dropped away and left Caleb in a heap at the bottom of his new machine. He shot a bleary look out at the scientists, who seemed... disappointed? In what?! In him, apparently, the way they kept looking. Caleb's eyes dragged off of them and back to the dark-haired stranger on the other side of the glass, and watched him. What had they wanted him to do to him? Had they given him some kind of mind-altering drug, only for it not to work right? The idea made his stomach flip coldly, and if there had been anything in it he would have been sick. He couldn't even apologize; the room seemed to lurch and spin, and when he reached a hand out toward the glass he barely touched it, two fingers against it before he slid sideways and blacked out.
When he woke up he was in the same position, curled uncomfortably against damp glass. The air in the tube was warm and dry, but his clothes and hair still clung to him, and he was shivering. It took several long minutes for him to fully be coherent, and when he finally managed to open his eyes the glass tube beside him was empty; the stranger gone. The feeling of isolation was crushing to the point that he wanted to cry, but nothing came. He just sat and shivered and sat and watched until he couldn't stand it and crossed his arms over his knees and dropped his face against them. Eventually his clothes dried and the shivering subsided, and he played songs over and over in his head to pass the time. He was halfway through a particularly rowdy tavern song when he felt the mechanical hum around him change. It was like he was sitting on a sub-woofer and the volume just kept going up, threatening to vibrate him apart. What could he do?! He hugged his knees harder and buried his face again and waited it out, and so he missed it when the room disappeared around him.
It was a short fall, all told, and not that uncomfortable of a landing. For him. Sunlight blinded him as he knocked someone to the earth and ended up sprawled over their legs. Beside them both a bucket came crashing down and soaked Caleb's hair and left sleeve, and he was so surprised he couldn't even get out a sound of surprise. He just turned and looked and then STOPPED looking because... well the legs of the woman he was on was very, very naked and very CLEARLY in the middle of some kind of shower.
"Sorry, sorry!" He jumbled out in English as he tried to roll off her, head reeling. What on earth had just happened?! He tried to open his eyes and snapped them shut again as they watered painfully, unused to the blazing overhead sunlight after weeks in the relative dark.