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capable_of) wrote2012-07-02 06:07 pm
capable_of) wrote2012-07-02 06:07 pm
Amnesia Plot- The First Morning
Driving through the depressing little town that was now his prison. Thanks Dad.
Leaning down to answer his cell phone, which had started to ring.
Looking up to see the truck skid and the roll of wire snap off the bed to start right for him.
Swerving out of the way and heading right for the railing of the bridge. And the young man standing there.
Shock of hitting the water and promptly passing out.
This all raced through Lex's head as he awoke with a start. The accident in Smallville was the last thing he remembered...so how was he waking up in a bed and not in his car in the river? Or waking up at all for that matter. And nowhere he'd ever seen before. His father had made it clear that he wasn't leaving Smallville for the foreseeable future...and this place certainly felt more tropical then ass backward Kansas could ever hope for. Scottish Castle it could pull off but not tropical island.
It was only a moment after waking when Lex realized he wasn't alone. Well, he certainly wasn't going to complain there. The man was a little older then he usually took to bed but he was at least pretty enough to make up for it. The stubble on his cheeks certainly helped. Lex idly wished he could have remembered the night before and how he got here, but this wasn't the first time he'd woken up in a strange place a continent away with no memory of how he got there so he wasn't too worried. Though it did bring a smile to his face. Lionel would be pissed.
Instead, he climbed out of bed (was that a dog curled up on the end?) and moved to find his clothes, wallet and cell phone, hopefully before the sleeping man woke up. He wondered if there was a jewelry store nearby...
Leaning down to answer his cell phone, which had started to ring.
Looking up to see the truck skid and the roll of wire snap off the bed to start right for him.
Swerving out of the way and heading right for the railing of the bridge. And the young man standing there.
Shock of hitting the water and promptly passing out.
This all raced through Lex's head as he awoke with a start. The accident in Smallville was the last thing he remembered...so how was he waking up in a bed and not in his car in the river? Or waking up at all for that matter. And nowhere he'd ever seen before. His father had made it clear that he wasn't leaving Smallville for the foreseeable future...and this place certainly felt more tropical then ass backward Kansas could ever hope for. Scottish Castle it could pull off but not tropical island.
It was only a moment after waking when Lex realized he wasn't alone. Well, he certainly wasn't going to complain there. The man was a little older then he usually took to bed but he was at least pretty enough to make up for it. The stubble on his cheeks certainly helped. Lex idly wished he could have remembered the night before and how he got here, but this wasn't the first time he'd woken up in a strange place a continent away with no memory of how he got there so he wasn't too worried. Though it did bring a smile to his face. Lionel would be pissed.
Instead, he climbed out of bed (was that a dog curled up on the end?) and moved to find his clothes, wallet and cell phone, hopefully before the sleeping man woke up. He wondered if there was a jewelry store nearby...
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"Thank you," Lex said, pausing as he realized that he didn't even know the man's name. Oh well, it's not like he had a reason too.
Then he turned and walked out into the sunshine. A thought did occur to him in the back of thoughts: he wondered where the closet jewelry store was?
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There were so many things Anatoly knew he ought to do but he couldn't bring himself to move. Instead, he clung to a very confused Aeneas and wept.