Good Morning, Sunshine

Realising that not all my colleagues hate me

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Because it is.
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Somehow Stark and Rogers (mainly Rogers, Stark, at one point, declared that it wasn't his problem if I stayed in the jet) managed to coax me out of the plane. Since I didn't like moving while feeling nauseous that must have been a challenge.

To my surprise I didn't feel worse upon moving and soon left the jet behind. I'm pretty sure that there was amazing landscape or something but I was too tired to take anything in.

Some time later (it felt far too long anyway) I fell down on a bed that was far too hard to be comfortable, rolled onto my side, closed my eyes and despite every expectation fell asleep immediately. Jaromir must have been there too, I don't know.

He most certainly was there when I awoke, feeling very refresh, practically parched and absolutely starved. So was the far too hard bed. And a bad pain in my back which was most likely due to the none exustent degree of softness in the mattress. Do you know who wasn't there though? Of course you don't, how could you.

The sun. The sun wasn't there.

It was pitch black dark night.

And Jaromir was delighted.

Good morning, let's get going! I wanna go outside!, he greeted me far too enthusiastically.

That was a bit much a bit too quickly.

"Where are we even?" , I demanded to know. I remembered an airplane journey, nausea, a hard bed and nothing much else.

In Kamar Taj, I guess, suggested J who was obviously exploding with energy.

Ah, yeah, I remembered.

Good let's go!

"It's obviously dark outside! We're not going to go anywhere!" , I proclaimed. Despite my hunger and thirst I was pretty certain that I didn't want to be attacked in the dark by some stranger in a city I had never been to before. Big no no.

I'm a tiger. I can keep you safe, idiot! Come on, I can go and catch you something, he promised.

I wondered what he was going to catch. A stray child that was out after dark? A stray dog? I didn't like the idea of either.

There has to be wildlife about too, reassured the tiger, not even faced by my worried thoughts. I knew that he would normally have taken offense. But right now right here he was just feeling too good for that negative sort of stuff.

My stomach, too, thought that getting going was a good thing so I rolled out of bed.

I'd love to describe the floor to you but I can't. At least not from my perspective.

I was still wearing shoes.

Oh, yeah, you didn't take those off, stated Jaromir. I didn't really need that information. I could have guessed that without my tiger's support.

I used J's vision to find my way around since my eyes were useless and I didn't feel like searching for a light switch.

My bed was placed in a rather small room. The floor was made from clay which would most certainly have felt cool and smooth against my feet but whatever. Apart from the bed there wasn't much else to be found in the room. It had a window though, right above my bed. The walls, too, appeared to be made of clay, I wasn't certain, Jaromir didn't show any interest in the walls and more in the dark hole that must have been a door.