[voice]

[youmakemesmall]

[Jan sounds stuffed up, like she either has a cold or was crying, and her words are a little slurred, either from drinking or popping a few of Bruce Banner's old meds. Every so often, she pauses to smoke. You can't see her and it's probably better that way. Whatever the case, she doesn't sound good. Basically, the default for depressed!Ultimates.

Comments

voice;

[timespacemarine]

Shit...

Didn't know him but you seem damn upset so I'm sorry anyway.

You gonna be okay?

Voice;

[youmakemesmall]

No. No, I'm not. This place is awful and I hate everyone and everything.

Voice;

[timespacemarine]

You're preachin' to the choir tonight...

You want a drink? I'll buy ya one if you like.

Voice;

[youmakemesmall]

I wouldn't make very good company. But thanks.

Voice;

[timespacemarine]

However bad y'are I'll guarantee I've had worse but I ain't gonna force ya.

Take care. I hope ya feel better.

Voice;

[youmakemesmall]

You're nice.

Love the cleft in your chin.

[Buuuuurp.]

Voice;

[timespacemarine]

[he chuckles a little]

Well thanks, that's nice a' ya t' say. I'm fond of this chin m'self.