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[arrogantedingly]

[ This is Rodney, looking extremely unhealthy. Which is what happens when you get injected with AIDs and then catch super flu. And haven't eaten. And are a screaming hypochondriac. ]

You know I really don't think that vaccine worked. In fact I- I-

[ Sort of swaying and sweating and looking like he might throw up any second.I think I have some

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You have two reapers in your business now 8D

[passionedingly]

[Drunk Grell is drunk! And happily toting along a half finished bottle of red wine.

Mmm]

Again? Oh poor dear, that's what you get for *hic*

Taking strange medicines from *hic*

homeless people~.

[Good luck figuring out the gender of the death god who is now just going to lean all over you, okay?]

AT LEAST HE DOESN'T KNOW YOU'RE A REAPER

[arrogantedingly]

[ Too panicky to be TOO worried about you being drunk just yet-- ]

Strange -- oh my god, do you think I've been poisoned?

LOL

[passionedingly]

*hic*

...

Yes.

You're horribly doomed! Nothing you can do now about *hic* it!

May as well make... the best of... what you got now~. ♥

|:

[arrogantedingly]

[ Groans in misery and pain |: ]

Oh god, you're right. I'm a dead man.

[ COUGHS SOME MORE ]

8D

[passionedingly]

[Grell has no sympathy for you. In fact, he should speed it up because you're making him bored. He's going to be eying your head and gauging the weight of his wine bottle now]

You should at least go with... a little dignity *hic*.

[arrogantedingly]

[ COUGHING ALL OVER THE PLACE |: ]

Oh please, and how am I going to manage that when I feel like I'm about to vomit up everything I ate in the past year?