And this is how a lawyer ended up surrounded by boks.

[define-justice.livejournal.com]

The last thing he remembered was Mr. Wright's bed, a marathon of bad zombie movies, popcorn and Trucy jumping straight to the ceiling with each and every scary scene-- a normal saturday night in his mentor's apartment. He probably fell asleep somewhere along the third film, when the flesh-eating creatures were having a fest on some random scientist guy (he couldn't even recall the names, Trucy was going to kill him).

So, after a lot of thought, he concluded he was still sleeping. There was no other possible explanation to his current situation.

Why on earth would he be on the floor, shaking to death in the middle of a deserted town, surrounded by small, green, zombie-like creatures who walked around him like trying to find him otherwise?

Apollo just hoped to wake up before his mind decided it was the perfect time to start panicking.

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[gundelsol.livejournal.com]

[Frowns.] These aren't the people that used to be here...

But there are no signs of fights, or of anyone leaving...

[define-justice.livejournal.com]

...So, this is not your city?

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[gundelsol.livejournal.com]

[Thinkyface!!] Well, this is San Miguel... But these aren't the people that should be her--

[gundelsol.livejournal.com]

Ah...

[gundelsol.livejournal.com]

I've been kidnapped too!!

[define-justice.livejournal.com]

........................

W-WHAT?

[gundelsol.livejournal.com]

Well, yes! That explains everything!!

I did feel something strange... [But he kinda thought it was the hunger.] So that was probably when I was brought here!

[define-justice.livejournal.com]

Wait, wait, wait! Let me... let me get this straight. I woke up here, away from everything I know. You are from here, but now you say it's not the same place.

The question is... where the hell are we, then?!

[gundelsol.livejournal.com]

Well, we seem to be in some strange version of San Miguel...

[Mutters under his breath.] I wonder if Otenko-sama is here to explain...

[define-justice.livejournal.com]

[He wants to wake up. Now.]

So, what are our options?

[gundelsol.livejournal.com]

Well, the new people don't look aggressive either.

Maybe we can check into the inn, you can go take a nap, and I'll keep guard meanwhile. Then when you feel better, we can think of that.

[define-justice.livejournal.com]

(I shouldn't be comfortable with the idea of a kid keeping guard, then again, he's the one armed. Oh boy.)

I guess that's the best plan.

[Looks inside the inn...]

[gundelsol.livejournal.com]

I'll go ask for the room! [And he talks with KEN WHO IS THE INNKEEPER, and he totally forgets to ask why this is happening xD]

There we go, we can ask around tomorrow!

[define-justice.livejournal.com]

[Nods, follows him to the room. Drops on one of the twin beds.]

...I'm hoping that "tomorrow" I'll wake up home. Or Mr. Wright's home, I'm not really picky at this point.

[gundelsol.livejournal.com]

Rest well, in case that you go back to your home while you are sleeping, it was nice meeting you, Mr. Justice.

[He smiles before walking to the window.]

[define-justice.livejournal.com]

[...that felt wrong.]

...

Apollo.

[gundelsol.livejournal.com]

[Looks at him from over his shoulder, smiles and nods.] Apollo then.

Rest well, I'll take care of things here.

[define-justice.livejournal.com]

[Adrenaline left him fast, before he could answer sleep had done its thing.]

[gundelsol.livejournal.com]

[AND HE TAKES CARE OF MR. POLLY, BECAUSE HE PROMISED XD]