Characters: Jaime Reyes and anyone who sees him around the city.
Date: 1/31
Location: everywhere on Keeliai
Situation: Somebody's back, and he's not pleased about how long it took.
Warnings/Rating: n/a, will add as necessary
Notes: Multiple starters to follow! And feel free to switch between prose and brackets as you please!
He's fallen asleep one moment, having just finished cleaning up after his household's Thanksgiving festivities.
It's as if he's barely shut his eyes; the next moment he's sopping wet and water up his nose, in the palace and utterly disoriented. The Emperor-- no, that's not Eshai, that's
Evandau; what's going on?-- strides out of the room while Jaime's still sputtering. He's dried off and pushed onto a cart by friendly kedan who tell him things he already
knows; they leave him in his suite, the assigned one and not the one he'd fallen asleep in hours before--
This isn't right. They shouldn't-- the kedan shouldn't be treating him like a newcomer. He was just here yesterday.
Wasn't he?
( will it miss you? will it crush you? )