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Aug. 15th, 2012 03:59 amHow do you lot fucking do it? It just doesn't go away, does it? It just hangs around, like a bloody unwelcome guest, making life more difficult in any way it can.
[Someone's quite obviously drunk, if the slight slur in her tone and the clink of a bottle against stone is anything to go by.]
I've had everything from broken bones to gun shots to - to this one fucking time, I swear he did it on purpose, Gluttony got himself crushed under a fucking Yukon, didn't get the rigging right and the next thing you know, he's pinned under the bloody thing. Lungs re-inflating is not a pretty thing to sit through - never should have let the bastard near another car after that, but Pride was bitching about honest mistakes - but at least it was quick.
This is just - it's still here! I'm not sure being drunk is worth this.
[Irish Gaelic + Translated Text]
Megamind, sweetheart, I can't seem to find my way back. Might have to be spending the night here.
[Ryn's not only drunk more than she probably should have, she's healed more than was likely wise, with her powers dulled. Which means she's sitting in the hallway somewhere between the clinic and the barracks, a bottle of alcohol in one hand, the other in a sling, and looking a bit beat up.]
[Someone's quite obviously drunk, if the slight slur in her tone and the clink of a bottle against stone is anything to go by.]
I've had everything from broken bones to gun shots to - to this one fucking time, I swear he did it on purpose, Gluttony got himself crushed under a fucking Yukon, didn't get the rigging right and the next thing you know, he's pinned under the bloody thing. Lungs re-inflating is not a pretty thing to sit through - never should have let the bastard near another car after that, but Pride was bitching about honest mistakes - but at least it was quick.
This is just - it's still here! I'm not sure being drunk is worth this.
[Irish Gaelic + Translated Text]
Megamind, sweetheart, I can't seem to find my way back. Might have to be spending the night here.
[Ryn's not only drunk more than she probably should have, she's healed more than was likely wise, with her powers dulled. Which means she's sitting in the hallway somewhere between the clinic and the barracks, a bottle of alcohol in one hand, the other in a sling, and looking a bit beat up.]
