Re:Lyra-Starting Life in Another World (Re:Reader-Lyra Edition)

Chapter 4: Heaven

Lyra started to wake as she felt the twinkle of sunlight on her eyelids. Choosing to keep her eyes shut, she decided to let the curiosity of her sensations wake her rather then be blinded.

No longer did she feel the cold, rubbled floor underneath her. She only felt the warm, comforting embrace of a bed, and a pillow under her head.

Lyra took a deep breath in though her nose, using it to tell herself where she was. She smelled the freshly washed covers that were adorning her, and the acute, but still faint, smell of freshly cut flowers.

She wiggled her toes.

This is cloth, she thought. A very high quality cloth.

Her arms, under the covers began to arise too. She first felt her sides, which moved back to the bed, and then to the edge of the covers.

Yep, this is a bed alright.

Lyra started to feel the mattress under the bed sheet, and then went to feel the covers, and how they were tucked.

It's definitely not a hospital bed. And this mattress doesn't feel like the stiff cheaper kind you find in a motel.

She started to reflect. How did I get here? What led up to this?

Lyra racked her mind, replaying all the major events from yesterday. She remembered everything, but as soon as she came to the last thing she remembered, it came with a price.

Instantly she felt her aches. Her head throbbed still from her mpact with Subaru, the weight on her shoulders and collar bones from the getting the wind knocked out of herself, and the feel of fatigue from her lack of sleep combined with the adrenaline kicks she had right before crashing out on the floor of the loot house.

Lyra was finally convinced by her condition to open her eyes.

Opening her eyes, her vision was blurry. Lyra wiped her eyes with her hand as she pulled them out from beneath the covers. Her vision clearing up, she could see a white ceiling ordained with luxury trim.

Lyra: I don't recognize this ceiling.

Lyra sat up and looked at the room that she had been asleep in until now.

She couldn't believe her eyes. The bed in which she laid in appeared to be the thing of dreams. Stark white covers and plush pillows. The room was classically decorated with an ornate window and curtains that the sun shined in though. Lyra's bed was pushed into a corner the room though, where it did not look as if it belonged there. Especially considering that across the room laid a bigger, even more luxurious bed on the middle of the opposite side wall of the room, flanked with night stands holding what looked like lamps on each side of the bed.

And in that bed, laid Subaru, who was also rustling awake.

Subaru: I don't recognize this ceiling.

As he said this, he moved his hand up to where him and Lyra had bonked heads, also feeling the same pain as Lyra.

Lyra: Mornin' Subaru. How's your head?

Subaru: Painful, but better then it was, no thanks to you.

Lyra shrugged and closed his eyes, replying in a boastful manner.

Lyra: You shouldn't have been in the way. I bet I coulda' clonked Elsa something fierce if I had— Hmph!

She was cut off abruptly by a pillow thrown by Subaru, feathers going all over Lyra 's much smaller bed and floor.

Lyra: *giggles* C'mon, I was just messing with you! We should probably clean up those feathers now, though...

Subaru: Yeah...you're probably right.