A Second Chance
Aug 16, 2015 19:07:24 GMT -6
Post by Amos Vang on Aug 16, 2015 19:07:24 GMT -6
The clothes seemed a bit large. They were well made, and it looked hand made by the stitching. Most likely if he had a bit more fat, and muscle they'd fit him perfectly. So these where his clothes. Looking in the mirror he could see his own face for the first time since he woke up. After he shaved off the white stubble it looked a bit sunken in, his hair was long and still damp. Food. Hair cut. Job. The list of things he needed to get where starting to increase. Finding some of his own files would be good as well, after all he needed to know as much about himself as possible. Employers would look into his background, he needed to know what they'd see.
Stepping out of the bathroom there was a small haze from the heat of the shower he'd taken. Comparatively the room was a bit chilly, though he had ended up with nothing but the hot water on at the end. He felt the need to cleanse his skin as much as possible after staying here. People gave baths to unconscious patients didn't they? That was a disturbing though.
“Akira” he rubbed his neck. Should he be nice to this person? That fake attitude he gave others seemed to come naturally. He knew they would be easier to deal with if he put on a show. This person knew him better though, at leas that was the most likely course of action. It seemed other people couldn't see emotions the way he could, finding a subtle question to ask a doctor was unnerving. The quivering aura about this boy in front of him made him wish he knew what the colors meant. “Let's go.” He extended his hand. Though even a simple brush of clothes from anyone else made him want to wash immediately, he didn't mind Akira's touch.