A Bone To Pick
Given the distractions posed by the unwarranted hangover, I did not correctly check the settings on the hypospray I used yesterday while attempting to give myself a dose of painkillers (reference). I do not know what was medication I gave myself, but it awakened my ponn farr.
Lothar, seeing my condition, locked me in the cargo hold with some Romulan ale, a towel, and a copy of the Planet of the Highschool Cheerleaders bootleg holovid. He told me that I would not be released until I had "gotten a hold of myself" and "worked some things out of my system." His colloquialisms aside, the fires of ponn farr have passed and I am knocking on the doors requesting my release.
Lothar, seeing my condition, locked me in the cargo hold with some Romulan ale, a towel, and a copy of the Planet of the Highschool Cheerleaders bootleg holovid. He told me that I would not be released until I had "gotten a hold of myself" and "worked some things out of my system." His colloquialisms aside, the fires of ponn farr have passed and I am knocking on the doors requesting my release.