There weren’t enough drugs in the world to get Orion to sleep through the night, but the military continued to look. They knew that he would be worthless if he was going out on missions while exhausted, so they searched for something to make the collared sleep. While he couldn’t sleep thanks to the nightmares, hence the military continuing to canvass the medical markets for something new, Orion wasn't allowed to stop doing what he was brought into the military to do much to his annoyance.
“Orion… come in Orion. What are you doing?” A voice came across the earpiece in his ear and he groaned, wrapping the blankets over his head to block out the voice. Yeah, it didn’t make sense, but the twenty-five year old was sleepy.
“Ugh, I was having the best sleep of my life. This better be important.” He muttered, though it was not loud enough for anyone to hear. He knew better than to disobey orders and no doubt he was late for something. Shit, was he supposed to be somewhere today? It was rare for Orion to sleep and to have it interrupted did not make him a happy camper. It also disoriented him quite a bit and made his brain immensely foggy. There was a few minutes of silence before the voice came across again.
“Orion, you were supposed meet with the others five minutes ago. I am sure they're waiting on you.” With that, the voice cut out and Orion groaned loudly before throwing his covers back and climbing out of the bed.
Tugging on his assigned outfit, he hastily ran his fingers through his hair to more or less fix it before moving out of the room. Jogging out of the building, he headed towards where others were gathered, noting his handler was there. In addition there were two collared individual, but for the life of him, he couldn't recall their names. Meekly coming to stop beside them, he glanced up at the sky before running a few fingers through his messy red hair. "Oh, it's evening..." He managed, surprised to see that he had fallen asleep sometime mid to late morning and slept through the day.