Duo read the note outloud to himself...
'Duo, So you've woken up good. There's some clothes in the drawers of the burea off to your right if you'd like you can put on some pajamas if you'd like because you might be more comforatable in them. Anyway you should brush your hair and braid it before you come down. Sally said you might have lost your memory so when you come down the stairs take the first left into the living room and then a sharp right into the kitchen we may be having breakfast or lunch depending on when you wake up we were so worried you slipped into a coma or something like that... well if you did loose your memory your probably wondering a whole bunch of things just come down and we'll try to explain everything the best we can..... --Quatre--'
Duo blinks slowly as he finishes the note closing his eyes slowly "Who are they.... this Quatre person said he and the 'others' would explain more to me.... I guess I'll get changed and go downstairs.." he stood carefully on his feet, his knees shaking threatening to buckle under him. He made his way over to the burea dragging his right foot along limping on the other, he held onto the back of his head with his unbandaged hand the throbbing pain comming back. He winced asidentaly putting to much pressure on his ankle quickly pulling it up to take the pressure away, he reached out grabbing the edge of the cedar burea with his bandaged hand wincing once again now knowing that theres most likely a cut underneath the bandaging probably a rather large one also. He opens the top drawer slowly looking into it pulling out a pair of red plaid pants and throwing them over to the bed. Reaching down into the drawer again he pulls out a black shirt looking at it he sees a large machine thing the white letters under it say 'Deathscythe' he blinks.
"What is this 'Deathscythe' ...." he let out a small sigh "Why don't I remember..." he winced at the pain in his head again, he shuts the drawer quickly limping back over to the bed sitting down on the edge he pulled the shirt over his head reaching back pulling his hair out from under the material. He massages his temples gently before puting the plaid pants over his black boxers. He stood slowly shuffling over to the burea once again looking into the mirror his face covered in bruises and cuts a bandage on his left cheek he reached up touching them gently before withdrawing his hand and reaching for a brush he wraped his thin white fingers around the black handle picking it up slowly his violet orbs still focused on his reflection.
"What happened..." he asked himself once again brushing his chestnut locks the tangles slowly removed he reached over grabing a hair tie and looked at it for a second putting it around his wrist reaching behind his head parting his hair into three parts braiding them slowly his eyes moving back to the reflection in the mirror. Once he got to the end of his hair he tied the hair tie on blinking as his bangs slowly falling back down into his eyes, he turned slowly to the door shuffling over to it slowly his long white fingers tightening around the brass knob turning it gently to the right the lock clicking open. Duo pulled the door back exposing a huge corridor decorated with many different pictures the walls painted a soft blue, he turned to the right walking down the hall just a bit turning at the first picture he saw reaching up touching the frame his violet eyes widening his mouth hanging open his finger moving over a figure dressed in black with long chestnut hair braided hanging around his waist with violet eyes glittering, a gasp escaped his mouth.
"Thats me....." he said quietly....
'Duo, So you've woken up good. There's some clothes in the drawers of the burea off to your right if you'd like you can put on some pajamas if you'd like because you might be more comforatable in them. Anyway you should brush your hair and braid it before you come down. Sally said you might have lost your memory so when you come down the stairs take the first left into the living room and then a sharp right into the kitchen we may be having breakfast or lunch depending on when you wake up we were so worried you slipped into a coma or something like that... well if you did loose your memory your probably wondering a whole bunch of things just come down and we'll try to explain everything the best we can..... --Quatre--'
Duo blinks slowly as he finishes the note closing his eyes slowly "Who are they.... this Quatre person said he and the 'others' would explain more to me.... I guess I'll get changed and go downstairs.." he stood carefully on his feet, his knees shaking threatening to buckle under him. He made his way over to the burea dragging his right foot along limping on the other, he held onto the back of his head with his unbandaged hand the throbbing pain comming back. He winced asidentaly putting to much pressure on his ankle quickly pulling it up to take the pressure away, he reached out grabbing the edge of the cedar burea with his bandaged hand wincing once again now knowing that theres most likely a cut underneath the bandaging probably a rather large one also. He opens the top drawer slowly looking into it pulling out a pair of red plaid pants and throwing them over to the bed. Reaching down into the drawer again he pulls out a black shirt looking at it he sees a large machine thing the white letters under it say 'Deathscythe' he blinks.
"What is this 'Deathscythe' ...." he let out a small sigh "Why don't I remember..." he winced at the pain in his head again, he shuts the drawer quickly limping back over to the bed sitting down on the edge he pulled the shirt over his head reaching back pulling his hair out from under the material. He massages his temples gently before puting the plaid pants over his black boxers. He stood slowly shuffling over to the burea once again looking into the mirror his face covered in bruises and cuts a bandage on his left cheek he reached up touching them gently before withdrawing his hand and reaching for a brush he wraped his thin white fingers around the black handle picking it up slowly his violet orbs still focused on his reflection.
"What happened..." he asked himself once again brushing his chestnut locks the tangles slowly removed he reached over grabing a hair tie and looked at it for a second putting it around his wrist reaching behind his head parting his hair into three parts braiding them slowly his eyes moving back to the reflection in the mirror. Once he got to the end of his hair he tied the hair tie on blinking as his bangs slowly falling back down into his eyes, he turned slowly to the door shuffling over to it slowly his long white fingers tightening around the brass knob turning it gently to the right the lock clicking open. Duo pulled the door back exposing a huge corridor decorated with many different pictures the walls painted a soft blue, he turned to the right walking down the hall just a bit turning at the first picture he saw reaching up touching the frame his violet eyes widening his mouth hanging open his finger moving over a figure dressed in black with long chestnut hair braided hanging around his waist with violet eyes glittering, a gasp escaped his mouth.
"Thats me....." he said quietly....