Plotline: Main
Chapter Type: Social
I had expected to wake to a loud crash, to the screams and curses of the doomed. Instead, it was the sun with its intrusive and painful light that woke me.
"Mngunoooo..." I said, or something like that.
I tried curling up under the thickest cover I had, but it was too late. I was awake, and would remain so until it was again time to sleep. With a sigh of reluctance, I folded back the covers and began the ritual of waking up with the traditional stretch and yawn.
"How do you do that?" Do Meng asked.
"Mnglsh?" I asked. "Do what?"
"That thing where your head flips back like a pot lid."
"I forget why I chose to have a flexible neck, but I've never regretted it."
"You... chose your neck?" Xeng Dai asked.
Sorry to those who dislike the side plots, but yes, that's a lead back to the Nine Against Nine plot thread.
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