Let him up.
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He sighs, slowly picking himself up off the floor and rising to his full height painfully. You wonder for a breif moment if you hurt him when you landed on him. He is lightly muscled, but slim and lightly built otherwise, and your head is level with his shoulders. Your body is far bigger than you first thought, considering he was probably at least 5'7". | He sighs, slowly picking himself up off the floor and rising to his full height painfully. You wonder for a breif moment if you hurt him when you landed on him. He is lightly muscled, but slim and lightly built otherwise, and your head is level with his shoulders. Your body is far bigger than you first thought, considering he was probably at least 5'7". | ||
| - | When he | + | When he doesn't reply, you sit, not unlike a dog or cat, and sigh. "I didn't hurt you, did I?" |
He frowns again, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Makoto." | He frowns again, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Makoto." | ||
Current revision as of 07:15, 27 May 2012
Deciding that pressuring him further may be a bad idea, you lean back and completely remove your weight from his chest. You take a few steps back into the room you woke up in as he rises into a sitting position, watching him closely.
"Well?" You tilt your head slightly to one side questioningly, flicking an ear at him. "Your name?"
He sighs, slowly picking himself up off the floor and rising to his full height painfully. You wonder for a breif moment if you hurt him when you landed on him. He is lightly muscled, but slim and lightly built otherwise, and your head is level with his shoulders. Your body is far bigger than you first thought, considering he was probably at least 5'7".
When he doesn't reply, you sit, not unlike a dog or cat, and sigh. "I didn't hurt you, did I?"
He frowns again, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Makoto."
"Huh?"
He turns to face you completely, crossing his arms across his chest. "My name's Makoto."
For the first time since you woke, you smile. Its an odd feeling, the way your canine lips pull up in a comical imitation of a smile. "I'm Bailey. I'm sorry for attacking you...it's just..."
"It's fine," he replies flatly, dismissing her apologies with a wave of his hand. "Forget it. Are you well enough to travel?" At your confused expression, he sighs and continues. "You can't stay here. If you have nowhere to go, I know someone who might take you in. We can drop by his house in the morning. What do you want to do?"
You think for a moment. Makoto doesn't seem so bad...but going to another person might be a bad idea.
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