[Video]

[all_three_wskrs]

[The image flickers on, showing a view of the sky between buildings. The buildings themselves rise up like dark, rectangular shadows. Some might recognize it as a view in Zone 5 - some of the buildings are a little distinctive. But then there was, just to one side of the camera, slow movement. Someone sitting up with a distinctive mop of dark,

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[video]

[theheterodyne]

..Miguel? Are you all right?

[video]

[all_three_wskrs]

[...Why was he suddenly worried. Behind him was a brick wall, unmoving - his shoulders were pressed against it. He felt dizzy and his head was killing him. If he were still on the seaQuest, he'd head to the sickbay. Maybe Doctor Smith would know what to give him.]

Agatha? Were you with me? Did I do... anything stupid last night?

[video]

[theheterodyne]

[Looks terribly concerned for him, actually.]

No, you didn't do anything stupid that I know of. I've been in my workshop for the last few days.

[video]

[all_three_wskrs]

[His brows drew close in concern, gaze dropping as he tried to think back. The last few days? What... had he...]

...I don't remember the last few days. God, I really must've drank myself stupid.

[greasemunkygal]

Are you okay?

[all_three_wskrs]

I think... that I have somehow given myself a nice case of alcohol amnesia.

[His voice is a little distant and he's only barely visible in the video now, the communicator being held a little distance away as he rubs at his eyes.]

And God's own headache to go with it.

[greasemunkygal]

Do you need someone to come get you?

[all_three_wskrs]

[Give him a second on that one. He looks further into the alley, then out toward the street - and then, trying to push himself to stand on his own two feet, he doesn't quite make it.]

...Yeah. Yeah, I think I do.