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[gorgonfondness]

Hey look! Sleeping Beauty!

Well, no, actually. Just a beautiful young lady who happens to be asleep on yet another couch, a half-eaten apple sitting in her hand.

Oh no! What if she's Snow White and the apple has put her in a sleeping death?

Granted, it hasn't. Something far less drastic instead.

But still.....

Any Prince Charmings or dashing knights care to come wake her up?

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[will_scarlett]

Oh my, the poor woman seems to have fallen asleep on the couch, he bows to her since that feels right and says,

"Tis a lovely place, milady, would ye join me for a meal an a dance?"

[gorgonfondness]

She barely stirs, but it's enough for her to drop the apple.

And she mumbles a little, nothing discernible.

[will_scarlett]

She still appears to be asleep, the apple is carefully picked up and placed beside her and there's a search for blanket or such.

Since that doesn't seem to be too comfortable a place to sleep.

[gorgonfondness]

She yawns and stretches, closer to the waking world than the sleeping for now.

Hey look, an apple.

She picks it up and takes another bite, sort of sitting up as she does, but still rather drowsy.

[will_scarlett]

"Didna mean to disturb yer sleep, fair lady, just wished to check ye were comfortable."

He is standing beside her, bowing again since that's what you do to women though he's not quite clear why.

[gorgonfondness]

She looks up at him and smiles.

"You needn't worry about that, sir. I feel I have slept enough."

And she takes a brief look around.

She did wake up, didn't she?

"Perhaps too long. I'm afraid I don't know where I am."

Or really anything else, but one thought at a time.

In fact, is this even her apple?

She looks at it, debating whether to take another bite.

[will_scarlett]

"'fraid I canna tell ye either, fair lady. I just woke up meself, but tis a glorious place with food an music, so 'rhaps ye would join me for a meal an we may see what we 'member."

[gorgonfondness]

She thinks about it. This place doesn't seem very dangerous and this redheaded man is quite nice.

"That sounds like a good idea."

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

He was walking around. Huh, no idea why he's here in a bar. Haven't been drinking, or didn't seem to have been? Why didn't someone come to get him then? Strange.

He then spied the young woman sleeping, and she's lovely. Beautiful, and perfect. He had to meet her. Worry about the name part later.

Who seemed to be sleeping? Hopefully that was all, but he went over to check.

"Miss? Oi, you all right?"

[gorgonfondness]

She doesn't even stir.

She might hear his voice in her dreaming.

Soothing, calm.

The mind might forget, but the body might have to be considered another matter.

A little mumble.

A quiet, lovely voice saying nothing at all because she doesn't need to.

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

He came closer, and felt compelled to stroke her hair. ...Something seemed vaguely familiar about this. But he was sure he would have remembered such a face. Nice as his own, he must say. Well, not sure on how pointed his face is, and it did seem awfully pale. Didn't get enough sun, and he should change that.

"You all right?" He asked again. Seemed to breathing all right, but he leaned closer to make sure.

It was instincts that drew him to kiss her. Has to be that.

[gorgonfondness]

She kind of smiles at his kiss, still half-asleep and thinking that perhaps it is a dream.

Then she wakes up completely.

And realizes she has no idea who she is.

Or who is kissing her.

And after a moment of confusion, she does the only sensible thing a woman in this situation would do.

She screams.

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

His eyes widened, and he jumped away. Also screaming like a girl.

When he finally could speak, he hurriedly replied, "Whoa, calm down! I was just checking to see if you were all right. You weren't waking up." He placed a hand up.

"Don't attack me, please?"

[gorgonfondness]

"I'm sorry," she says. "You startled me, is all. I've never been kissed before."

She pauses.

"At least, I can't remember ever being kissed before."

She looks over him for a moment.

"Why did you kiss me?"

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

He blinked, and scratched his head, "I don't know, just felt like doing it. But you hadn't been kissed before? That seems a crying shame for someone beautiful like you."

He got up and grinned at her, "Glad you're fine. ...Have we met? No, would remember meeting right? Hmmm... you know your name?"

[gorgonfondness]

Even when they don't have their memories, he can get her to blush in that wonderful way.

"I'm very flattered, but I'm afraid I don't know what name to give you for your troubles."

She blinks a little.

"I don't believe we've met. But I could be mistaken. Have we?"

[queenofmay]

Marian wandered up to the sleeping person, having formed hypothesis based on everyone's else's comments about waking up. Clearing her throat, in hopes of rousing the person she said.

"Excuse me?"

[gorgonfondness]

It might take a little more than that, but Marian did manage to get her to drop her apple.

[queenofmay]

Marian really isn't sure she should be rousing people; especially if the waking up really is part of it. But she's set, so she reached out to shake the girls shoulder very lightly.

"Excuse me? I don't mean to disturb your sleep, well, I sort of do."

[gorgonfondness]

She wakes up with a yawn.

"Oh, I'm sorry," she says sleepily. "Is this your couch?"

[queenofmay]

"No," Marian said, first, then looked over at it. "At least I don't remember it being my couch. I actually don't know much of anything-- such as my name, or our location, or whether a yesterday ever existed. I was looking with the cute boy and we found others like us. So I'm trying to check with others."

[gorgonfondness]

She slowly sits up.

"Now that you mention it, I don't really remember any of that either."

Well.

This is an interesting problem.

[queenofmay]

"Hrm." Marian frowned. "I'm sorry to have woken you to that, then. No one seems hurt or to have been adversely effected more than we can tell. I'll add you into my list of people who don't remember."

[queenofmay]

Mostly likely an hour or so passes, before this happens. But, even if they don't remember, this is Milliways and in Milliways time can end up doing whatever it wants.

"No new news yet," Marian said walking up again. "But Number 5 and I devised a system so we could all start keeping ourselves in order, more recognizable to each other, until we can figure out the process. This is a name tag, with a number in order for how you were found. And there's a place for your name on it under the number if someone tells you who you were or you remember."

Handing over the tag on a lanyard, she says, "Yours is five, just like I told you. Here's the place for a name. I'll try to keep everyone updated if we figure out anything."

[gorgonfondness]

She takes the tag and looks for a pencil. When she does, she writes the name Mia Gorgon on the tag.

She's quite happy with it.

She even doodles a little gorgon in the corner.