[Karis' voice sounds a bit slurred.]The best way to forget the voices and shut them out is to pretend they don't exist. Build a nice little wall and then He can't get you. Then he can't drag you back. He can't make you think you want it again. You forget that He was ever there ( Read more... )

[Karis is perched at the bar, mug of beer in one hand. She sips at it carefully, grumbling to herself, blissfully unaware she's transmitting.]

Stupid ship... need to find out more. I need to get th' fuck out of here. No answers, just more goddamn questions. Shadow, I hate this stupid place....

[Feel free to bother the undead while she's drinking ( Read more... )

There's the sound of glasses or bottles clinking together before Karis' slurred voice finally comes over the comm, "...I hate this boat." Liquid is poured into a glass and gulped down, "...most of all I hate all of you fuckin' breathers. Fuck it. You're all... so... alive. And you don't even know what you fuckin' have. Fuck alla you. Yeah."

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...th' fuck did I miss?

[Clank. Sound of bottles and glass being shifted.]

...can't remember shit from like... the last week. Fuck. Musta been one hell of a binge.