Who: Miguel and Arthur What: Waking up on the Island Where: R&D labs, Stark Tower When: When Miguel wakes up, July 4th Status/Rating: Ongoing, closed
It was suddenly colder than Miguel liked when he was asleep. Had Sarah stolen all the covers? And why was the bed suddenly very very firm indeed? He reached behind him, intending to grab at the edge of the covers so he could pull them back over himself, but there weren't any to grab.
Blinking, his first fuzzy thought was that he didn't like how Sarah had decorated while he'd been asleep, and then his proper thinking brain rebooted and he realized that he wasn't in his bedroom at all. Apparently, he was sleeping on the floor in a lab somewhere, so he jumped to his feet and... looked down at himself. Shock. He was completely naked except for his watch. "Shocking hell," he muttered, as he glanced all round the room but it was too bright for him to make out anything.
"Lyla?"
"Yes, Miguel?"
"I need clothes. And something for my eyes," he told her, keeping a hand over his eyes for the time being. He'd been quick enough to cover them, so the floaty spots weren't too bad and they'd vanish in a few seconds.
"Of course. You are now wearing your working jeans and the tee-shirt Tommy got you for a non-birthday present. And there are sunglasses over your eyes now. You will no longer alarm the gentleman who is in the room with you."
Miguel uncovered an eye as soon as Lyla mentioned sunglasses, and sure enough, he could cope with the lights in the room now. But Lyla had said something else, and he turned to look round the room to see what she was talking about. There was indeed another person in the room. He blinked away some more floaty blue blobs and the sleepy gunk in his eyes, and went over to see who it was.