#12
[OOC: Front-dated to tomorrow morning around 10:00. *is not a morning person* And spam? What spam?]
[Unfiltered Voice, because Rai ain't up to typing or filtering right now]
[Starts off with audible muttering in a gravelly voice, as if he's just been sick.]
Ugh . . . What the hell was in that stuff? I . . . I didn't even have that much . . . did I? Hell if I even know.
[Speaking a little louder now, but still quiet and raw.]
I don't suppose anybody has anything for a splitting headache? Or can at least tell me what time it is? Hell, even what day it is. Feels like I might be missin' one or two.
[A hiss, followed by a groan of pain.]
Captain, it doesn't look like I'm gonna be able to make it into work; if I even try to stand, I feel like I'm gonna retch.
[He intends to lower his voice here, but fails at it.]
Damn it, what the hell even happened? Somethin' about this doesn't add up.
[Unfiltered Voice, because Rai ain't up to typing or filtering right now]
[Starts off with audible muttering in a gravelly voice, as if he's just been sick.]
Ugh . . . What the hell was in that stuff? I . . . I didn't even have that much . . . did I? Hell if I even know.
[Speaking a little louder now, but still quiet and raw.]
I don't suppose anybody has anything for a splitting headache? Or can at least tell me what time it is? Hell, even what day it is. Feels like I might be missin' one or two.
[A hiss, followed by a groan of pain.]
Captain, it doesn't look like I'm gonna be able to make it into work; if I even try to stand, I feel like I'm gonna retch.
[He intends to lower his voice here, but fails at it.]
Damn it, what the hell even happened? Somethin' about this doesn't add up.