[Kaoru wakes up and immediately wishes he hadn't. There's the bad kind of ache in his muscles, like running too far and stretching too little. The skin of his cheek and down his back feels hot and swollen, the watch-thing around his wrist is too tight, and something damp is rolling down his calf and seeping into his trainers. ...And that's about all he can say about himself, period, save for that the

Letting out a long hiss of breath through gritted teeth, he rolls (mostly) smoothly to his feet, staring at the others. Worse than the pain, they look completely unfamiliar, and he squares his shoulders, digs in rather than shrink back. Eventually he pipes up, voice low and gruff, but loud enough to carry.]

Who are all you people?