Ami woke with a start, suddenly back in her room. Sitting up, she brushed her blue-black hair from her eyes, feeling the rough texture of a bandage across her forehead. Checking her body, she noticed that the wound to the back of her left hand had also been bandaged, but it hurt to flex her fingers. The stitches from the arrow wound two nights ago pulled, but the pain had subsided to a dull ache since yesterday. She sighed. I really dislike these blank moments in my memory. I wish I knew how this Dr Landel was doing it.
On the upside, Dr Landel was supposedly going to be on one of the buses. Ami wanted to get a good look at him, to see what kind of person he actually was. She quickly dressed in the horrible brown plaid knee-length skirt, lime green jacket with a size-too-large white shirt and brown office shoes, wincing at what people would think. She was ushered on to one of the buses with a packed lunch in her hand. Glancing around, she couldn't see Usagi anywhere. I hope she's okay, Ami thought, concerned. She made her way down the aisle to a seat next to a young, blonde man, blushing as she sat down and trying not to think about how awful her clothes looked.
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On the upside, Dr Landel was supposedly going to be on one of the buses. Ami wanted to get a good look at him, to see what kind of person he actually was. She quickly dressed in the horrible brown plaid knee-length skirt, lime green jacket with a size-too-large white shirt and brown office shoes, wincing at what people would think. She was ushered on to one of the buses with a packed lunch in her hand. Glancing around, she couldn't see Usagi anywhere. I hope she's okay, Ami thought, concerned. She made her way down the aisle to a seat next to a young, blonde man, blushing as she sat down and trying not to think about how awful her clothes looked.