Hungover [OTA]

Jan 10, 2010 18:35

Amanda clutched her head, groaning as she walked outside into the blinding white snow. Maybe that wasn't such a great idea. She dug into her pocket and slipped her sunglasses on, glad that she'd packed a pair with her. She hadn't even realized that she had until she'd talked to the new recruit ( Read more... )

lt jane 'spike' worth, ✝ amanda sefton, ✝ desdemona radison

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szardosmagik January 11 2010, 01:23:14 UTC
Amanda looked up at the question, shielding her eyes from the worst of the sunlight. She gave the woman a slight smile, nodding. "Yeah. Just...hungover. My head is killing me." She could have fixed it with a tiny bit of magic, but she didn't want to make anyone else feel badly if she could help it.

She was contemplating a quick trip to Limbo just to get rid of it though. She could do that, even if it was a horrible idea.

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szardosmagik January 12 2010, 04:48:07 UTC
Amanda reached up and took the bottle, giving the young woman a thankful smile. "It will, thank you. This, some aspirin, and a very quiet and dark room seem to be the ticket."

Nodding, still smiling, she squinted up. "I'm Amanda. No, I haven't met many women at the camp. You're one of the first."

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spikyflyboy January 11 2010, 01:09:48 UTC
He hadn't bothered with the target practice for a while, but a walk out in the grounds led him to Amanda, looking just a little worse for wear.

Smiling slightly, he wandered over as if it had been his general direction anyway, boots crunching in the snow to avoid startling her at all. "Did you get the license of the truck that hit you?"

A gentle tease, because honestly, she could've looked worse. Jane was starting to wonder if they'd be holding meetings for the drinks soon. 'The Effects of Alcohol the Morning After' or something like that.

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szardosmagik January 11 2010, 01:18:22 UTC
Amanda looked up at the crunch of the boots, shielding her eyes with her hand. She smiled softly up at Jane, shaking her head.

"Oh no. No I didn't. I can barely remember what happened last night. There was poker. And vodka. Lots of vodka." she dropped the hand holding the snow, shaking her fingers out. Amanda turned her neck, cracking it with a wince.

"That's the last time I'm doing that for a while. At least until they have another game." She grinned.

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spikyflyboy January 11 2010, 01:25:15 UTC
Ah, poker. Poker on a military base with contraband and who knew what for betting. Jane smiled wistfully. "Well that explains it all then." Those were days he remembered, and only missed a little.

"So long as you didn't learn your lesson," he grinned, "and didn't lose too much." He'd need to listen for the next one. Why not put a little normalcy back into his service. Although he doubted he'd go just as far on the booze.

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szardosmagik January 11 2010, 01:30:33 UTC
"There has to be some way of killing the boredom, ja? I mean, I like getting out of the base and stretching my legs, but I can't just run and fly around everywhere all of the time. I might go out of my mind."

She scooted over on the stump, patting it with her hand. "Have a seat? Looking up at the sun is making my head hurt." she grinned right back. "No, just some clothing, some cash." she teased. "Of course I didn't learn my lesson. I don't think I ever will."

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