InsaneJournal

Who: Vision & Open
When: Afternoon
Where: Streets
What: Arrival
Rating: Low Unless Provoked!
OPEN

He awoke with a start, if one could consider what had transpired 'waking.' Vision raised his head from where he lay, feeling as if he had just been born once again, and looked around. These were not the buildings, the sterile and sleek walls of the Avengers Compound he had come to know. Even the asphalt below his hand felt different, the mineral not being of the same level of smoothness. He wore nothing in that moment, realizing perhaps that the asphalt was not smooth as it had cracked and caved under his weight. Like he had fallen from a great height.

Or had made himself of a great density.

In one fluid motion Vision was sitting up as if without effort, his own particular brand of armor shimmering into place. It would have to do until he found new clothes; an effort to fit in to humanity. Sans cape the Avenger began to get to his feet with grace as before, eyes focusing on the buildings and their appearance, the street and its corners, the skyline which was wholly unfamiliar and not part of any recollection he had in his memories.

Turning on his feet to look the other way, the android assessed himself for injuries and found none. Confused, fascinated, and without usual communication devices to find the others, he started on his path to discover where he was.