InsaneJournal

raven is mutant and proud (whoeveryouwant) wrote in colligo_threads,

Although Raven wasn't aware of it, waking her up in the mornings was not a task most could accomplish easily. And apparently, even without any knowledge of who she was, that hadn't changed if the fact that the soft-spoken voice that was prodding her back into consciousness wasn't really having much success was any indication. In fact, she groaned softly at the request she wake, doing her best to snuggle closer to the warm body beneath hers, when something occurred to her. Several somethings, actually.

The first was that she didn't know who it was she was lying with. Not one single clue. The second was that she didn't know where she was or how she had come to be in such an intimate position with a stranger. And the third was that she had no idea who she was, either. It was ultimately the third realization that caused her eyes to snap open and she quickly raised up a bit to stare with shock at the man staring back up at her.

"Who are you?" she questioned, all but scrambling into a seated position. A quick glance down ensured that at least she had her clothes on and she forced herself to breathe a bit. Her brow furrowed as she muttered a soft, "And who am I?"

Once more her gaze snapped back to the man who had spoken with what she thought might've been a British accent. He didn't look familiar. Not even a little. Yet she didn't think she was in danger. He felt... safe, somehow. As though she trusted him even without benefit of knowing who he was or how they'd wound up asleep together. She was just opening her mouth to blurt that very thing out, or something similar, when one more thing finally forced its way through her sleep addled mind. Going very still, she dropped her attention back to her own body and slowly raised one, slightly trembling, hand up to examine it.

"And why am I blue?!"