[The gentle thrum from the engine of the car lulls Accelerator to sleep. Exhaustion is catching up to him, and he trusts Root enough that she isn't going to try anything shady while he naps, so he passes out and stays asleep for a while.
His dreams are a surreal, confusing mess of white walls, conifer trees, and intimidating shapes in white lab coats. None of it makes much sense to him, it's more like a mass of feelings rather than following any kind of logical order. For someone who grew up in an environment where emotions weren't encouraged, it's uncomfortable and unnerving, and prevents his nap from being as restful as it could be.
The bumpiness of the car turning off the main highway thankfully rouses him, and by the time they've stopped in the parking lot Accelerator has started to wake up. He blinks his eyes open, staring fuzzily into the darkness in confusion for several long moments. Waking up has never been something he's any good at, so even as his brain catches up with what happened, he remains groggy and reaches up to rub his eyes.]
Where the fuck are we?
[It's... a lot more trees, and a rumbling whose source he can't place. Sitting up, he casts Root a quizzical look.]
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His dreams are a surreal, confusing mess of white walls, conifer trees, and intimidating shapes in white lab coats. None of it makes much sense to him, it's more like a mass of feelings rather than following any kind of logical order. For someone who grew up in an environment where emotions weren't encouraged, it's uncomfortable and unnerving, and prevents his nap from being as restful as it could be.
The bumpiness of the car turning off the main highway thankfully rouses him, and by the time they've stopped in the parking lot Accelerator has started to wake up. He blinks his eyes open, staring fuzzily into the darkness in confusion for several long moments. Waking up has never been something he's any good at, so even as his brain catches up with what happened, he remains groggy and reaches up to rub his eyes.]
Where the fuck are we?
[It's... a lot more trees, and a rumbling whose source he can't place. Sitting up, he casts Root a quizzical look.]