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[There's a flash high in the sky as something catches the light of the sun, then something large and white can be seen falling into the ocean. It hits the waves with a high splash and disappears under the water, only to bob to the surface shortly after. It's egg-shaped and opaque, and almost looks like a closed flower before it buds. It'll take a while, but it will eventually wash up on the beach, thankfully before Monstro discovers it.]

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[The cure does help somewhat! His bruises have disappeared at least, and.. Oh dear. He seems to have rolled over right onto that cricket. There's a trace of blood on the inner wall where his head was before he moved, but the cure seems to have taken care of that cut, too.]

Nnn...

[Yay, no heavy lifting for her then. For now it's patience, because really, while there is more she could do, she can't be bothered wasting the effort.]

[His eyes are a little dilated when he finally opens them, and he's staring at the white of the inside of the pod for nearly a minute before it seems to really click that something isn't quite right. Vexen is pretty hard to miss when he turns his head, and it sparks a vague memory of someone blonde before he went to sleep. He hasn't yet tried to sit up, but he does roll over toward his back with a bit of a wince.]

... Hello?

What's the last thing you remember?

[The question catches him a little off-guard. He does answer truthfully though, with no sign of any animosity toward seeing Vexen, even as a female version, or even that she's obviously an Organization member.]

I was... supposed to sleep, I think. For a long time? She- I think it was a girl- was going to fix... something. Was it you? Am I supposed to get up now?

hmmm.

[brb, filing information]

Unlikely, though you probably should regardless seeing as the device is useless in it's current state.

You mean it's broken? What am I supposed to do now? It wasn't supposed to break!

It also wasn't supposed to be dropped from a vast height and beaten around by water.

I would go about finding and establishing a base of operations then collecting data until an adequate solution or next step is decided on.

In your case, I suggest starting on just finding a base of operations. Small steps... you know.

Water? A base?

[He's only now registering the blue sky behind Vexen, and the sound of the beach. Climbing to his feet and pulling himself out of the pod is a bit of a chore, but it's worth it he thinks, when he sees that he isn't where he sort-of remembers being.]

Where am I?

Safe, defend-able position to get your bearings and, in an ideal situation, collate information.

[Read as: any situation where the participants aren't stupid ~~using her measure of what constitutes as stupid.~~

She's most definitely not going to help him with that getting out of there thing.]

It's an interdimensional nexus sharing passing similarities with black holes and religious notions of purgatory- colloquially known as 'The Dressing Room.'

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