Hey, uh - anyone in the house got some Gravol? Yes?

No?

...Yes?

[Fiddles with his communicator on his way to the doctor's on Deck 2 - he'd made his way outside already to vomit over the side of the ship; it was the closest option everyone suggested, and for one that is both lazy and violently ill, that is good enough for him.]

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Whats this party everyones talkin about

[He looks around the retrofitted spa ( Read more... )

[Chase groans a bit...]

Wh... Where am AIWWUGH----!!

[He doesn't say another word, as he is currently preoccupied with violently puking over the side of the ship]