Impatiently Lucius lay on the ground, waiting for his body to recover. He'd try getting up again, when he had caught his breathe again. And perhaps, he thought, wait until this dizziness would disappear. He wondered where his bag had gone off to, as he should feel it underneath his back, but it wasn't there. That was probably a good thing, preventing his back from being broken in his hellish fall down from the sky, but on the other hand, he did start to feel pretty hungry.<br/><br/>Lucius glanced around. He didn't know where he was, though it looked nice. Almost as if someone had dropped him into the scenery of a movie of perhaps.. could this be a holodeck? One of those rooms, filled with holograms merely to give on the experience as if they were in some exotic place? Mhm.. That could be a lot of fun, depending on which program they were playing. He wouldn't want to end up in a dinosaur program..<br/><br/>After some minutes the dizziness had faded and he was breathing normally again. Only the pain of the fall and the disorientation remained, but he was pretty sure they would remain. His clothes hadn't exactly been made for these kinds of things.. Carefully Lucius pushed himself up again, first sitting straight to have a closer look to the damage. His dark blue jeans and his loved   leather jacket both had numerous cuts in them, some just like scratches, others completely cutting through the material. He looked at his hands. They didn't feel painful, but he reckoned they should, as they were in a hue of red. As if he had played a game of tug-of-war too enthusiastic.. They felt quite warm.  He sighed deeply whilst thinking sarcastically<span style="font-style: italic">'Oh joy..'</span>. Why had he even thought it was a good idea to grasp tree branches  with the speed he had been crashing down?<br/><br/>With some movements he could conclude he hadn't broken anything, just loads of bruises and here and there some cuts. Carefully he got up on his feet, gently stretching himself as he did so. His  balance was better than he had expected it to be.  Slowly he glanced around, noticing the rough ground, with here and there  rocks sprouting. Then his look went up, checking out the marvelous plants and trees he spotted. Some trees reminded him of rainbow Eucalyptus, with their strange multi-hued appearance: green, brow, blue, purple, orange, red..  It didn't really seem to have a system, as each had its own color pattern.  With his head almost against his back he glanced up at where he had fallen from. He could only see the trees and not the sky itself. But enough light came through the trees and some of the trees seemed to have fruits to them. Mhm. He liked the designer of this holodeck. (Of course, the idea that this was a holodeck didn't explain how he had gotten here nor where it was, but it felt saver to believe that for now. At least holodecks had programmed safety measures..)<br/><br/>"Ah, my bag!" Lucius exclaimed to himself, as he spotted it hanging loosely in one of the tree branches.   Usually Lucius started talking to himself when he felt watched. But feeling watched didn't give him any suspicion or anxiety, as he was used to it. Ghosts had a habit of watching people anyway.<br/><br/>With a sloppy walk he got himself over to the tree.  He wondered whether they had changed the gravity in this place or whether his legs were simply so tired. The walking itself was so heavy, asking so much more of him than it should normally. But as he didn't spot nor hear anyone around him, he had no one to ask either. When he had finally reached the tree, he was pretty tired.. Even more so when he realized his bag was too high up for him to reach. He didn't feel like climbing the tree. And as this was quite a big tree, kicking it wouldn't help out enough either, Lucius reasoned. He scratched over the back of his head, his hair was messed up anyway.  How was he going to get his bag back.. Perhaps he could push it off that branch with another branch, surely, on his way down, he had broken enough branches, so there should be one long enough near him on the ground, shouldn't there?<br/><br/>So while happily humming a useless tune, he started his quest to find a branch that would suit the job. When he'd get his bag back, he could have a stroll around to check for the exit of this holodeck, he told himself to keep his spirits up.