Jun 05, 2010 22:44
[The comm hums to life and for several beats, there's silence. Wolfwood has every intention of talking into it. Just not right then.]
Damn, I lost both of them.
[Oh. It's on.]
If anyone finds two packs of cigarettes, would you mind giving them back to me?
[Yes, he died. No, he doesn't want to talk about it.]
(OOC: Wolfwood is missing pants, shirt, shoes, a pack of matches, and of course his cigarettes.)
my brain's about to explode,
save me jesus!,
+vash,
+zeke,
lord have mercy,
i can solve this with a bullet to the fa,
driven to be the devil,
i need a drink,
+leo,
+marco