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<blockquote data-quote="Festy_Dog" data-source="post: 2460366" data-attributes="member: 2561">&quot;James! You've got mail!&quot; was yelled from elsewhere in the house.A rare occurance, mail was, for him at least.&quot;Here, looks like it's from overseas,&quot; she said, and threw it in front of him.&quot;Hmm, do you know anyone in the States?&quot; James asked, taking a look at the letter, &quot;Seems kinda fancy.&quot;&quot;...no,&quot; she replied, deciding to stick around and read over his shoulder, &quot;What's it about?&quot;James shrugged and tore open the letter, and started to read it.&quot;You've won something!&quot; she exclaimed, getting the general gist of the letter from its appearance.James nodded, and looked at the plane ticket.&quot;Well, I'm not skipping a chance to miss some uni... Going overseas is probably a good thing too,&quot; he said, and frowned, &quot;They haven't given me much time to prepare though.&quot;&quot;You'd better hurry then.&quot;James grunted in agreement, and scratched his head. He couldn't remember entering any competition, but why look a gift horse in the mouth? His primary concern now was getting a passport.*&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; *&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; *&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; *&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; *One young man, of no particular note compared to everyone else, checked his pockets after waking up. Oddly enough he had a sheepskin coat with him, even though it was summer. He had taken it off and placed it neatly on the ground beside him. He rolled his long sleeves up to his elbows and sat back down again, looking around at the others. This was far from what he had planned, but at least he wasn't gored to death by the weird bug creatures that had poured into the room he blacked out in. He felt unnaturally serene, something which bothered him after what he had just seen. He should be horrified right now, or at least that's what he believed. Nonetheless, some kind of post-traumatic apathy had come down upon him, and he expected the effects of what he saw to show up in the long term. If there was a 'long term' to speak of, considering the situation. He looked to assumably where his watch would have been, but finding it missing also he just frowns more and leans back, plays with his cap, and looks for indicators of what was going on.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Festy_Dog, post: 2460366, member: 2561"] "James! You've got mail!" was yelled from elsewhere in the house. A rare occurance, mail was, for him at least. "Here, looks like it's from overseas," she said, and threw it in front of him. [color=sandybrown]"Hmm, do you know anyone in the States?"[/color] James asked, taking a look at the letter, [color=sandybrown]"Seems kinda fancy."[/color] "...no," she replied, deciding to stick around and read over his shoulder, "What's it about?" James shrugged and tore open the letter, and started to read it. "You've won something!" she exclaimed, getting the general gist of the letter from its appearance. James nodded, and looked at the plane ticket. [color=sandybrown]"Well, I'm not skipping a chance to miss some uni... Going overseas is probably a good thing too,"[/color] he said, and frowned, [color=sandybrown]"They haven't given me much time to prepare though."[/color] "You'd better hurry then." James grunted in agreement, and scratched his head. He couldn't remember entering any competition, but why look a gift horse in the mouth? His primary concern now was getting a passport. * * * * * One young man, of no particular note compared to everyone else, checked his pockets after waking up. Oddly enough he had a sheepskin coat with him, even though it was summer. He had taken it off and placed it neatly on the ground beside him. He rolled his long sleeves up to his elbows and sat back down again, looking around at the others. This was far from what he had planned, but at least he wasn't gored to death by the weird bug creatures that had poured into the room he blacked out in. He felt unnaturally serene, something which bothered him after what he had just seen. He should be horrified right now, or at least that's what he believed. Nonetheless, some kind of post-traumatic apathy had come down upon him, and he expected the effects of what he saw to show up in the long term. If there was a 'long term' to speak of, considering the situation. He looked to assumably where his watch would have been, but finding it missing also he just frowns more and leans back, plays with his cap, and looks for indicators of what was going on. [/QUOTE]

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