"Unnghhhhhhhh..."  The universal sound of 'getting smacked pretty hard and then waking up.'  He could see...things.  Kind of.  More blobs than anything else.  There was a huge light blur and blurs of red and brown and god.  He could feel something smooth and warm in his hand.  Groping with fingers, he could find a protruding handle from the side of the smooth, cylindrical...thing.  A coffee cup, maybe?  His vision was bad but his hearing was okay.  There was, at least, more clarity there.<br/><br/>The blob was gaining definition, and it cleared into the image of another pretty teenage-ish girl.  But...a catgirl?  Rudy blinked, and tried to decide whether or not the girl was<em>actually</em>a catgirl, or whether she was just wearing one of those cat-ear bands he had seen on the...well, the age bracket that this girl would occupy.  And slightly younger.  She was talking.  About a girl.  Okay, two girls.  One apparently sympathetic and another...oh, this Alice girl, she was the reason he hurt all over?<br/><br/>Wait.  What?  Clothes don't fit?  And...  "Ing...ress?"  Something sounded strange, sounded off, even with how he heard himself.  "Ingress?"  The repetition was clearer this time, less drawn out, but yet it still sounded strange to him.  Rudy was still trying to get himself together, but...she'd said something, this cat-ear girl, about how his clothes weren't fitting properly...which, if he was honest, he couldn't even feel if that was the case, his body was still trying to play catch up, but it couldn't be that bad, right?