WHO: Selina Kyle, Lincoln Campbell and Heather Mason. WHERE: Outside the East door leading to the facilities. WHAT: Arriving. WHEN: Monday, day 08 (01 for them) WARNINGS: Maybe a little cursing? STATUS: Open.
The first thing she notices when her eyes open part way, is the fact that her head is buzzing as if there's a million flies or bees swimming around in her ear drums, but most of all is the fact that her head is pounding. She groans, slowly pushing herself in a sitting position as she closes her eyes against the sunlight, placing a hand on her forehead as she hopes the sheer willpower of wishes makes the headache, no, migrane, go away.
Her shoulder jerks as she brings her knees up and she to place her her head between them, and she notes she jerked as soon as she sees her messenger bag's strap around her wrist. The last thing she can recall is sitting in her recliner at home from a long day of working and night school, not even changing her clothes because she had been exhausted. Had she fallen asleep at some point? It sure as hell feels like she fell asleep standing on her hands up against a wall and her body got no rest at all.
She swallows as the ache intensifies for a moment, and then she realizes she's dealt with a hell of a lot worse and can withstand a headache. She stands up, her whole body feeling heavy and brings the messenger bag over her shoulder. It's then that she notices a woman passed out on the ground of fallen leaves, along with a man as well. There's also a journal and pen near her feet, which she picks up. Looking over the contents of blank pages. She frowns. “Okay, did I party last night? Because if not, this seems sketchy,” she says to herself, wondering if she should wake these people so they can all head home. There's also journals near them. Oh yeah, definitely bordering on strange.
She walks over to the woman, and bends down, tucking the journal underneath her arm, her knees touching as she reaches out and shakes the woman's shoulder. “Miss? You might want to wake up from face planting the ground, there's bugs and all sorts of other gross things that live in it.” She glances at the man, and decides she'll try and wake him after she wakes this one up.
Her arms are a little cold from the chill, but she's never minded cold. She's more concerned with getting home especially since it looks like they're in a forest, and from what she can see, there's a very large door near by, but it's the most suspicious and she really doesn't want to go near it.