APO PRIME
MJOLNIR'S HAND BASE
He opened his eyes slowly, trying to focus them. His arms were sluggish and heavy and securely tied to the chair in sat in. He could not move his legs, as they too were secured tightly to the legs of the chair. His head hung down, his chin against his chest and he blinked several more times trying to focus on his naked feet. He was sitting in the chair, the room he was in brightly lit. As he opened his eyes fully and they began to clear he saw another set of booted feet across from him. As he lifted his head slowly, his muscles screamed out in pain and he winced. His eyes traveled up the long, lean and definitely feminine legs that were crossed at the knee.
"The pain you feel is the muscle relaxant leaving your system." The female voice spoke. "It will pass in a few moments."
