Hawkeye was finally settling down for the night with a martini, a sandwich and the newspaper when the knock came at the door.

[OOC: Locked to those plotty fiends who only love me when they want quiet medical attention :P.]

This morning's shower had sobered Hawkeye up enough that he was ready to start drinking again. So he did. Even though it was rather late at night, and he'd have a brief nap, he was sitting in his room drinking, wondering whether it would be easy for Trapper or BJ to get here since the Fandom Express dimensional thing made transportation easy. ( Read more... )

Hawkeye was *almost* asleep when the knock at the door came.

[OOC: For Logan, but feel free to drop by if you need him]

After catching recruiting his new assistant, Hawkeye returned to his room. He pulled out a bottle of the vodka that had been delivered to him all week out of the fridge and poured a glass. He switched on the radio, put it on low volume, and settled in for a quiet night with his notepad. He still hadn't managed to explain this place to Dad.

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