Eames (eames_) wrote in crownplazaic, @ 2021-08-04 19:29:00 |
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Entry tags: | !log/thread, eames, ludwig dieter |
Who: Eames and Dieter
Where: Dieter's room
When: Thursday morning [starting a little early]
What: something is different
Status: In progress
Eames would not have said he was getting used to this place. Every day there seemed to be something that he found that made the puzzle of this place a little more complicated. And every day he attempted to wake himself in various ways, but it seemed it was sticking, this was exactly as real as his chip led him to believe it was. Of course waking that morning in a bed that was not the one he was more familiar with was something he was aware of even before he'd opened his eyes and a part of him wondered if maybe this was it, that he'd finally managed to wake from the strange dream that he'd been caught up in for the last few days. He'd taken a few moments to take stock of himself and his surroundings before deciding that no this was not the place he'd been calling home for the last few months but was instead the same hotel he'd been in when he'd fallen asleep the night before. He opened his eyes peering around the room, it was in most ways the same as the one he'd fallen asleep in but was different as well. There was a different collection of things, not the knives and weapons of his roommate but books and other strange objects. And looking to the other bed he found that it was not Octane sleeping there but another man. He tilted his head a little taking him in for a moment before he decided he might as well just ask. "So," he began, hoping at least that the sound of his voice would be enough to wake him, or maybe like him he was also aware that things were different and had just not made it to opening his eyes. "Please tell me we had a wonderful time last night and I like the gentleman I am decided I better take the free bed last night, darling." He tried. |