DND [Post-Log, timeline unknown]
...Thank Whatever it's a Saturday.
Dark-damned plants. I know I've taken harder, but hell, not by much. I'm lucky I can move at all, I guess. Cleaned up and everything but I'm gonna spend the rest of the day lying down on my stomach under the covers. With certain pink-haired BDSM fruity freaks out of it. And make myself a quick shot of potion on the rocks.
It's not bad or anything, but it's a bitch in the morning. At any rate, it comes partly from giving about as good as I got~
[ooc: Strikes are supposed to be unhackalbe but Marly and I suppose anyone else exceptionally Axel and Marly relationship-savvy might hack it. ;P No, not you, Sora XD;. I think the rest of it is pretty interpretable as a hangover from too much alcohol. ]