WAKING UP!

[twin-fans.livejournal.com]

Your character is in a nice, warm bed, wearing their bedclothes (or lack thereof) of choice. It's comfortable, it's fluffy, and it's great...

Unfortunately, someone's in bed with them. They might roll over and accidentally cop a feel before waking up fully, they might notice the heat on their backs, but whatever the case may be, there's someone in there with them. They could easily remember the night before, how that happened, but...

Where's the fun in that?

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[visionbeliever.livejournal.com]

[Hello, fellow warrior. Huzzad's got a dagger under her pillow, and she's quite comfortably snuggled (and naked) against Damian at the moment.]

[better-robin.livejournal.com]

[:| He's twelve and wants none of your nudity. As soon as he realizes he's not alone, he whips the batarang out and jumps up into a fighting position. He is wearing boxers and nothing else.]

Who are you, and how dare you disturb my sleep%Pr

[visionbeliever.livejournal.com]

[Battle instincts go! She's up on her feet in an instant, her weapon out, uncaring about her lack of clothing.

...a kid?]

Who the hell are you?

[better-robin.livejournal.com]

[No costume, that means no Robin. He's still a warrior.]

I am Damian Al Ghul Wayne, son of Talia Al Ghul and Bruce Wayne. Now answer me.

[visionbeliever.livejournal.com]

[A kid that obviously knows how to defend himself. Quirking an eyebrow, she relaxes her stance a bit, though she's still on guard.]

Talon Leader Huzzad, Knight of the Lily. Now tell me, boy, where I am.

[better-robin.livejournal.com]

[He hasn't relaxed at all.]

Do not address me as 'boy.' You are in my bed. Tell me why.

[visionbeliever.livejournal.com]

[She's silent for a moment, and then she crosses her arms over her chest. Kid's got balls.]

I am as clueless as you are. I would never bed a child.

[better-robin.livejournal.com]

[Hell yeah he does. Someday they'll even drop.]

Nor would I bed an uncultured peasant.

[visionbeliever.livejournal.com]

[Oh snap. She draws herself up, lifting her chin, and narrows her eyes.]

I would be more careful with my tongue, boy, lest you wish it to be removed. I am an honorable Knight of Her Dark Majesty, Queen Takhisis, not a peasant.

Now, perhaps we should try to piece together what exactly put us into this predicament.

[better-robin.livejournal.com]

I've never heard of her. I am the grandson of Ra's Al Ghul and the son of the Dark Knight. [Secret ID is so much less important than comparing title lengths.]

Fine. Where were you before this?

[visionbeliever.livejournal.com]

[Oh, definitely. And, she's going to start putting her clothing and armor (black, and adorned with skulls :D) back on, with nary a sign of awkwardness.]

In a fort full of draconians, under siege by goblins. As far as I knew, I was the only human there.

[better-robin.livejournal.com]

[Still watching her warily, eyes his costume.]

Right. This sounds like a Wizards and Warlocks game.

[visionbeliever.livejournal.com]

[She stops, looking back at him a quirked eyebrow. She caught that tone. :|]

Wizards and Warlocks game?

[better-robin.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't know. I've never played it. You'd have to ask Drake.

[visionbeliever.livejournal.com]

Oh yes. I'll be sure to ask this Drake fellow as soon as possible, rather than find a way back to where I was previously.

[So, so dryly. She finishes getting all of her armor on, buckles her sword to her belt, and grabs her helmet.]

My question from before still hasn't been answered. Where am I?