Trey has only a moment to feel alarmed before all that worry disappears, and the universe becomes a far more pleasant place. A brief panic flutters around his stomach, before it hatches and flies off as a shrieking little raven, easily overwhelmed by the singing birds. Trey's smile is dazed, confused, but happy, even as he's tucked into bed by the pleasant penguin. Everything melts into the darkness behind his eyes, like colored water going down the drain in slow motion, taking him with it, leaving nothing but the beating of the heart of reality...
It was Music!
..and then explodes back out again in a sudden tumble of gravity, the inner ear kicking him awake but not clearing his brain. He cries out tunelessly, like a baby woken from a nap, unable to grasp the sudden penetration of consciousness. At last the cryo-sleep clears out, Trey feeling the sharp pain in his face, a slow trickle of blood running along the plasteel where his nose had smashed up against the cryopod's surface; Restraints came loose.
The lid slides out, and Trey falls out bonelessly, still behind the times, his mind a jumble of loose memories. Something about a Survivor, something dangerous. He weakly kicks his legs, desperately trying to stand until he can feel someone help him up. But his eyes are still murky, webbed over with sleep, and he's panting for breath - unable to breathe through a mashed in nose.
"Earnie?" He asks, mumbling through a numb face.
"I a-an' I not feelin' so hot.."
OOC> Mood Music?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S5FCdx7Dn0o
This message was last edited by the player at 20:45, Mon 01 Nov 2010.