[Scott] Day 20 (morning): Back to Reality (open tag)

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The heavenly aromas of coffee, bacon, and eggs gradually roused Scott from a deep sleep. (Ami's making breakfast,) Scott thought muzzily. Something about that wasn't right, though. Eventually he realized what: Ami couldn't be making breakfast because she was curled up beside him.

Grinning, Scott hugged his wife closer. Ami stirred slightly, sighing contentedly. Nevertheless a sense of wrongness nagged at him. Scott tried but failed to open his eyes. (Why am I so tired--)

"Yes, Dr. Jackson, I was going to start another pot of coffee!"

(McKay?) The man's voice was like nails on a blackboard, which helped Scott claw his way to consciousness.

"'Save the world. Make more coffee.' I have to do everything around here," McKay groused. His voice was somewhat muffled, as well as the sounds of cabinets opening and closing and water running from a faucet.

The past few days' events rushed back to Scott. He groaned, which made Ami whimper slightly. /It's all right,/ he soothed. Her emotions evened out as she calmed. The fact that he felt anything at all from her was a good sign. (She's recovering. Sleeping, not comatose. Thank god.)

Scott carefully untangled himself from Ami, glancing around as he did so. They were still on a mattress in a corner of the cafeteria. Since the bunker was underground he couldn't tell if it was day or night. Judging from how hungry he was -- and how badly he had to pee -- Scott figured he'd been out for a long while.

After making sure that Ami was stable and sleeping soundly, Scott stiffly got to his feet. "Good morning," someone said.

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[Alex] Slip of the Tongue (tag Methos, Kenzaki, open)

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OOC: Alex knows that Methos heals fast, and appears to be nearly impossible to kill. She also knows that he's very old, likely around 1000. (*giggle*) She doesn't know about the losing of the head, Quickenings, or that he's 5000 years old.

Alex's smile at Kenzaki's compliment turned to a frown at Dr. Pierson's words. (Ok, so I need to work on my accent.) She wondered if he was always so dryly sarcastic.

The eggs were pretty cold by now, and Alex shoved them to the side of the plate. "I was born here. That's what I was told. I was born here, and I grew up here."

"Here as in this complex or this island?"

"Do I look like I've been locked away inside a cement building for sixteen years?" Alex asked with a considering tilt of her head. She knew the answer, which was why she asked the question: she was tanned, she was in good shape, and her growth was a little bit above averages in height for females her age.

She studied him, tried to do something she generally didn't -- read him, scan him -- but the static interference made her back off before she even skimmed the surface. "I was raised on the island. It is my home. And Reenie's my only family, I guess."

Ducking her head, Alex chewed her lip and focused on moving the eggs to the other side of the plate. She'd said too much. She should never have mentioned Reenie. (But Reenie isn't here, Reenie went back to the settlement.)

[Kenzaki] Slip of the Tongue (tag Methos, Alex, open)

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(OOC: This is a reaction to Tara's magic in the conference thread)

Kenzaki frowned. The two of them were speaking English, and his still wasn't good enough to understand them.

"Could you speak Japanese, please?" he tried to ask, but for the second time in less than 24 hours, his words didn't come out in Japanese. It was a language that he'd never heard before, and judging from the expressions on the other two, neither had they.

"Sorry," he said before hoping that he'd remember how to speak in his own language soon.

(OOC: He's speaking in Undead, which hasn't been used in 10,000 years, so even Methos and Daniel would never have heard of it, much less heard it.)