towerofanimus | (no subject)

Characters: Reno and (open)
Setting: 2-12 for now
Format: Um Prose? Whatever is comfortable
Summary: This is Reno's first day and... well, he's a little bit confused.
Warnings: Nothing right now

Reno couldn't move. He was awake, but he couldn't move. Paralysis had happened to him before, a spell flung in battle, a monster stinging him. But never when he'd been asleep. Still, knowing what it was did nothing to slow his heart or block out the thundering in his ears. Those thirty seconds seemed like an eternity to him, trying to keep the panic down. Breathe in, breathe out... there.

Blink, blink. A finger moved. Well, there, now a foot. He sat up and opened his eyes, blinking in the light- it was too bright for eyes used to the dark. Images were blurry, vague. He rubbed his face and that seemed to help.

Now, where was he? He didn't recognize the room, or the- wait, what the hell is this? A white jumpsuit? That definitely wasn't the last thing he remembered wearing. He wouldn't be caught dead in something like... like... this.

Maybe he was dead.

Reno dismissed that thought- it was more likely he'd been captured for some purpose, though he certainly didn't remember getting captured- and looked around. Two letters for him. He ripped them open and read them.

And read them again. It didn't make any more sense than they had the first time. The planet had been saved... he'd been there, he saw it. Now someone was wanting him to believe it was gone? After all they went through?

Still, there was that chill in his spine.

So, where were the others? Instinct told him not to reveal himself to be awake just yet, to see what would happen next, but...

What if the others were here, and in trouble? He got up and padded to the door to look out.

Nothing, yet.

"Hey, anyone there?" He called, not too loudly.

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Reno knew demons and monsters existed, they were everywhere on his home planet. He just wasn't sure that this place was real. Now that things were sufficiently awkward... "Uh, do you know how to contact the people in charge of this place? Or how to find someone? My friends might be around."

Awkward is practically her middle name, so she moves on cheerfully enough.

"For the first, no clue. I've been wondering that myself, believe me. If you want to find someone, there's public terminals around, and you can post to the network. They might see it?

"Otherwise... the long way is to check all of the name plaques." Willow nods toward the one outside his own door, which has Reno's name as well as his roommates', listed neatly. "They haven't been wrong yet."

"They have a network, huh. Something to check into. " It was a bit strange for a psychiatric hospital to have something like that. He follows her gaze to the plaque, seeing his name there. This just made things seem a little more real than they had a moment ago.

Looking back at her, he gives her a lopsided smile. "Thanks, Willow."

"You're welcome! Don't mention it." She smiles back, wide and friendly.

"There should be a trunk at the foot of your bed with your stuff in it, by the way," she goes on. "I thought I'd mention it so you didn't have to wander around in that." Her smile gains a mischievous edge, just some friendly teasing.

He grins now. "Oh, yeah, I saw that. I guess I was focused on finding out who was behind the practical joke more." Reno does not mind the white jumpsuit, not at all, though it did kind of remind him of the "clean rooms" back home at first. Nothing about his body to be ashamed of. Nope. He's rather proud of it. "I'll take a look at it later."

Willow has to admit that she's intrigued by his ability to volley back her teasing, as it's a quality she really appreciates in her friends.

"Well gosh, if you want to rub the self-confidence in my face." The way she says it, though, it's clear that it's more teasing. "I woke up and about had a heart attack. I felt like a Tron reject."

Teasing was a part of daily life in the Turks. He could give out some pretty choice teasing, when he wanted.

"Self-confident? Me? Nah, I just eat my vegetables." It's easy to forget where he is, just talking with someone. The slight ~~panic~~ concern he felt before is gone now. "I never heard of Tron rejects. Let me guess- it's got something to do with pretty girls dressing up in white catsuits."

"I don't think we have vegetables like that where I'm from," she says dryly, always happy to use silly conversation as a diversion from the crisis going on.

"It's something like that. It's an old 80's movie about people that live in computers, and they all coincidentally are highly attractive and wear catsuits, sometimes white."

Reno wasn't too sure about the living in computers part, but the rest sounds fun. "I'll have to look it up sometime." He grows serious again, remembering where he was.

"I should probably investigate that trunk you mentioned and get something decent to wear-" he hesitates here, as if deciding something- "I'll catch you later?"

"Sure thing!" She gives him a friendly smile, the expression coming to her easily. "I'm the only Willow around, so it shouldn't be too hard to find me if you need me. I'm all about the helping random strangers."

The only Willow? The hell did that mean? Reno decides to ignore that part. "Thanks, Willow. I'll remember to look you up."