Morning came and Haseo's awareness returned to him, but even so it was something like ten minutes before the intercom went off, and twenty minutes more before the nurse finally arrived. During it the Rogue barely moved beyond rolling over to stare at the texture of the wall by his bed. He had never really had too much of a problem with mornings, but with the fading of night and the return of the daily routine of institute life, he had a distinct interest in staying in bed. Ideally, asleep, and unconcerned with the mess his life had turned into since a week and a half before.
He knew the moment he was awake that he'd been once more reverted to the same state he'd always been in at Landel's. He might have still been in the body of his player character, but it definitely wasn't the same, and he... really didn't get it. He, Endrance, and Leon had been given the chance to wander the streets of an abandoned Lumina Cloth at their leisure. It was a glimpse of what it was like to actually be back in 'The World', and seeing that huge city with its ornate amphitheatre, filled with screens and flashing lights... Haseo might have been confused and notably irritated at being there at the time, but right now he would have given almost anything to be back. By the time the door opened and those overly-nice words from his nurse began ringing in his ears, he'd almost managed to fall back asleep, and on top of that, work himself into a pretty low mood.
The woman must have asked him four or five times where he wanted to go that morning before he finally deciphered that he wasn't just going to be herded toward the cafeteria again. He'd heard the announcement, but honestly, hadn't realized it was Sunday again and hadn't really been paying attention. Eventually though, he gave enough indication that he'd prefer the chapel, got dressed, and half-stumbled out the door. Despite the odd experience he'd had there before, it wasn't quite as bright as the sun room normally was. It seemed appropriate for other reasons, too- he wasn't religious or anything like that, but it just did.
At least there was no fog of drugs to bring him down even further this time, and no Twin Blade to chastise him for things she found wrong with this or that. He subconsciously attempted to put his hands in his pockets as he entered the room, but then realized it didn't quite work as he wanted and sighed irritably as he looked for an empty place.
Of course, Endrance was admittedly hard to miss, and though the Rogue approached him readily enough, he felt awkward as he loitered nearby. Finally, he just slid in near the Blade Brandier without saying anything. He wasn't sure if there was anything he could say that wouldn't sound phony.
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He knew the moment he was awake that he'd been once more reverted to the same state he'd always been in at Landel's. He might have still been in the body of his player character, but it definitely wasn't the same, and he... really didn't get it. He, Endrance, and Leon had been given the chance to wander the streets of an abandoned Lumina Cloth at their leisure. It was a glimpse of what it was like to actually be back in 'The World', and seeing that huge city with its ornate amphitheatre, filled with screens and flashing lights... Haseo might have been confused and notably irritated at being there at the time, but right now he would have given almost anything to be back. By the time the door opened and those overly-nice words from his nurse began ringing in his ears, he'd almost managed to fall back asleep, and on top of that, work himself into a pretty low mood.
The woman must have asked him four or five times where he wanted to go that morning before he finally deciphered that he wasn't just going to be herded toward the cafeteria again. He'd heard the announcement, but honestly, hadn't realized it was Sunday again and hadn't really been paying attention. Eventually though, he gave enough indication that he'd prefer the chapel, got dressed, and half-stumbled out the door. Despite the odd experience he'd had there before, it wasn't quite as bright as the sun room normally was. It seemed appropriate for other reasons, too- he wasn't religious or anything like that, but it just did.
At least there was no fog of drugs to bring him down even further this time, and no Twin Blade to chastise him for things she found wrong with this or that. He subconsciously attempted to put his hands in his pockets as he entered the room, but then realized it didn't quite work as he wanted and sighed irritably as he looked for an empty place.
Of course, Endrance was admittedly hard to miss, and though the Rogue approached him readily enough, he felt awkward as he loitered nearby. Finally, he just slid in near the Blade Brandier without saying anything. He wasn't sure if there was anything he could say that wouldn't sound phony.