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Without skipping a beat, you open your eyes(?). Around you you see... Oh no.
Not again. Waters that once surrounded you, do so aga- or do they? Bunker's murky currents notwithstanding to the crystal clear, gentle ocean enveloping you in it's embrace right now.
This time, there is no walls. there is nothing for that matter; nothing, but the infinite glimmer of the Stars in the distance and... some discordant, foreign croaks forging a unsettling cacophony among the flows.
And yet, you feel... weightless, soothed, free... Important.
Deep in your mind, fear clangs it's bells, yet you cannot bring yourself to care.
On a whim you reach for the one of uncountable tiny dots lining the horizon, billions of light years away... And quickly scamper away as you Actually feel it's warmth on your conceptual fingertips. Abrupt movement stirs the ocean around you, displacing the stars and the din of 'voices' fades with the currents you've created.
The shock of the feeling a fire and the magnitude of the feedback your slight movement created sends your mind into overdrive. What's going on? You wonder, only half caring, and half in wonderment.
As you try to look at yourself, everything goes bright and the weight of the world once again presses you to the pillowy ground... Just what's going on...?
...
With a yawn, you tentatively open one of your eyes. Your are back in your dorm, with it's dull, gray walls and rays of light breaking through the grated window. You are in your bed, laying on the side, the coarse bedding bitting into your soft, exposed skin... Exposed?
Hurriedly but carefully, as not to alert your roommates, you glance beneath the sheets and instantly blush - you wear only your(?) panties, and there is no sight of the Suit. Did Alex changed you when you dropped asleep yesterday?! Y-you were seen by a b-boy! Wait, what?!
A worried voice liberates you from newfound intrusive thoughts. "...Mistress Jaqueline, I feel like so too. Do not worry, please."
You furtively look at your 'friends', both standing by and looking into the mirro- a broken glass shard attached to a wall as impromptu mirror.
"I'm not worried, just assessing the situation." Jaq's voice. At least that means she haven't killed you in your sleep... Yet. When you see her reflection, she's deep in thought, meanwhile Alex looks himself over in dismay, adjusting his already flawless suit tirelessly.
"...I don't know. Something's not right..." He says, frowning. All of them seem to be distracted. Hmm.
> Quickly get your spear and confront them about yesterday. (1d100 DC70)
> Quickly get your spear and confront them what they are talking about. (1d100 DC70)
> Pretend you are asleep, and eavesdrop. (1d100 DC60)
> Greet them, get up to get dressed, challenge them on yesterday. (1d100)
> Greet them, get up to get dressed, join them in conversation. (1d100)
And:
> 'C': blushing and fidgeting (bonus to talking rolls +10) (RES-2) current RES:58
> Deep breaths... Just don't.
