Drifting
<br/>You awake when you feel something poking you. You open one eye to see someone with a long stick, and behind him, a small number of people with swords. Then both of your eyes fly open and you twitch all over. How rude can an awakening get! "Are you going to kill me?" you ask the one with the stick. He relaxes, or at least lowers his stick a little. <br/> <br/>"Only in self defence" he replies. Well, that makes sense, but the swordsmen behind him are still worrisome. Now that you're no longer in danger of instant death, you notice that your back is up against some sort of metal grate, and the suspicious humans are standing on what looks like it could be a dam of some sort. <br/> <br/>"Can I get up without any of you sticking their blades into me?" One of the swordsmen nods, and all of them keep their swords ready. Without any jerky movements, you pull yourself up the grate and rise to a standing posture on the dam; then you carefully twist and stretch the post-sleeping kinks out of your back and body. <br/> <br/>
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Written by Catprog & Cubist on 07 November 2010