Up in the room...

[oh_wowee]

Toki opened the door and flopped down on the single, huge bed, having dragged along what he could bring with his sore, stiff, exhaustion-weakened arms, which was his guitar, amp, and puke bucket.

"FUCKS DE BAR!" He repeated, muffled by the pillow under his mouth.

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[dats_dildoes]

Skwisgaar followed, leafing through the booklet, only half-paying attention to either it or Toki, "Isn't so bads Toki. Besides, we's is can probably be thinksing up some totally brutals stories of where we was for when Nat'an asks. Maybe says we got eats by lions or something."

[oh_wowee]

"Dats is a stupid stories. I say we gots trap in a avalanche whiles skiings."

Hey, it sounded less stupid to him. He rolled over, looking up at Skwisgaar, "We gots a new groupies in de bar, she's gots, corpsepaint only is her real skin." He tried to look on the bright side of things. He'd been all yelled out.

[dats_dildoes]

Both brows arched, "Seriouslies?" Because that would be totally metal, "Dat's is like, beings totally metals."

And then, "But we's is never skis before Toki, you's thinks he would believes it?"

[oh_wowee]

"Ja, I guess so." He sighed.

"Nah, I guess we gots to goes with the eats by lions." He crawled under the covers of the bed, pulling out of his vomit and sweat-stained shirt, tossing it aside.

"I needs a fucking nap."

[dats_dildoes]

He shrugged, "Is was just a beginning kinds of idea Tokis, we's can think of somesthing better, ja?"

And then, eyeing the booklet, "Maybe after sleeps, hokay?"

[oh_wowee]

Toki had tried to fall asleep several times since he'd gotten to the bar, and only succeeded in a four hour nap. But right then, he was so sick, so exhausted, so goddamn tired of living, that he drifted off.

It could have been the sadistic knowledge that Skwisgaar was going to suffer too, or it was the comforting fact that Skwisgaar was there to see him through it.

It was several hours before he woke up again, drenched in sweat, thirsty, shaking, and almost delusional. The headache was much, much worse.

"Where am I? Whats happen to my room!?" He panicked.

[dats_dildoes]

Skwisgaar, who hadn't been about to let a perfectly good naptime go to waste, blinked awake blearily, yawning hugely, "Whats? Oh, is in the bars, you's is gots a room because of being all sicks and the door being dildos and not being where is asposeds to be."

[oh_wowee]

Toki spun around to see Skwisgaar, then sighed. "Oh. Dats would explain why I feels like I holdings back gallons of throwups, and why my body's shakings, STOP DAT."

As if his body would listen to him.

Toki slipped out of the bed, "Gonna takes a showers." And, sluggishly, he made it to the bathroom, every joint in his body popping, eliciting a groan from Toki. He was miserable.

"So what's did Nat'an's say 'bouts me being gone?" He called out to the main room, doing his best to keep his balance while getting undressed, sniffling from a runny nose.

[dats_dildoes]

There was another jaw-cracking yawn and a shrug, "Just dats you was sucks for missings practices, is was only like, two though, so is no big deals. He's is picks on Pickle insteads."

He yawned again, shaking his head, "I's is still am mades of tired."

[oh_wowee]

"Poor Pickle." Toki said, not exactly feeling any sympathy for the drummer just then. The drummer had booze. He had women. He had all the drugs on earth that he could possibly want to do.
Toki?

Toki had a runny nose and a pressing desire to get into the shower. He turned on the water and stepped in.

"You knows what I hates most about dis?" Toki called out to Skwisgaar, sitting down on the tiled floor, letting the warm water wash away the sweat and stench of bile, "I hates de fact dat I don't gots nothings to do. Too shakey to plays guitar, muchless writes musics, and I don't gots de energy to dos anythings else. Is pretty fucking brutal."

He knew Skwisgaar, now that the blonde was bound, was going to have it worse, and he knew that in a short time, he'd have to get over his own problems, and start helping the lead guitarist deal with his.

[dats_dildoes]

Skwisgaar shrugged, pulling the quilt off the bed to wrap himself up in, curling up in the chair, "So watches a movie or somesthing, isn't dats what you's is being doings at home when you's are sickishlike?"

Eventually he'd figure out why he was cold and tired, but probably not until he'd moved on and collected more symptoms.

[oh_wowee]

"I thinks so, ja. And eats pickle herring sandwich and chocolates milk." He added, before blowing his nose into his hands and rinsing them off, reaching up for the soap, which he used in excess to get the stench off.

He wasn't feeling much better, physically, but mentally, the only thing that lingered was his insane desire to get something, anything that could make him feel less disgustingly... sober.

He rinsed off, dragged himself up to his feet and padded out, stealing both towels to wrap around his waist and drape over his head. "Any ideas whats to watch?" He asked, blinking at the Swede Quilt Tortilla on the chair.

[dats_dildoes]

He shrugged, curling himself up tighter in the blanket, "I's is having no sorts of ideas about dat." And besides that: he didn't really care.

"What's kind of movies is you has here anyway?"

[oh_wowee]

"Probablies every movies ever. I goings to watch Star Wars." Due to his run-in with the smuggler. "You wants anything from Bar whiles I am down dere?" He tugged on his pants, at least, figuring that if anything, he didn't want to look like a complete loony.

[dats_dildoes]

He stifled another yawn, barely, shrugging, "No, since she's is beings mean and not gives us alcohols." Because since when did he ever eat? Food? Seriously? Pffft.

[oh_wowee]

Toki shrugged then, wincing at the feeling of his shoulders popping, before bracing himself for a long walk down the stairs to the bar.

He returned in about ten minutes, with two sets of 'deeVEEdees', the original three Star Wars movies, and some porn, which he threw at the blonde, dropping down next to the player to set it up so he could watch his favorite series of all time ever.