As artificial light filled Takuma's room as part of his alarm, he felt himself lying in a field of grass, resting on a warm, summer day. The bright light gently aroused him from his sleep, not shaking him back to a harsh reality, but to a calm, peaceful morning. He took it in slowly, sitting in bed with no thoughts on mind. After a minute or two, his alarm determined he had not moved and started to chirp. This signaled Takuma to get up and start the day.
After donning a clean uniform, he noticed the small pad of paper he took from the medical lab yesterday. After glancing over the story he had jotted down (minus the absurd exploding potato chips), he decided that it may be worth continuing, if he got a spare moment at least. He clipped a pencil to the notepad, put it in his back pocket, and left his room towards the wardroom. Shortly, he arrived.
"Good morning, Miyako" Takuma called as he entered the wardroom, seeing only the violet-haired Yamataian gazing at the captivating planet below. He almost got drawn into the view, but the desire to procure a cup of coffee won the battle in his mind. He grabbed a cup off a nearby table and began to pour the hot beverage into the cup.
After donning a clean uniform, he noticed the small pad of paper he took from the medical lab yesterday. After glancing over the story he had jotted down (minus the absurd exploding potato chips), he decided that it may be worth continuing, if he got a spare moment at least. He clipped a pencil to the notepad, put it in his back pocket, and left his room towards the wardroom. Shortly, he arrived.
"Good morning, Miyako" Takuma called as he entered the wardroom, seeing only the violet-haired Yamataian gazing at the captivating planet below. He almost got drawn into the view, but the desire to procure a cup of coffee won the battle in his mind. He grabbed a cup off a nearby table and began to pour the hot beverage into the cup.