Total break with reality this time?
Hawkeye groaned mutinously. It was too early, and he was too hungover, for it to be this warm. He pulled his hat down over his face more securely, determined to block out the sun.
…the sun? He’d rolled down the fabric of the Swamp’s walls. There shouldn’t be any sun. Groping at where the table and still should be, he came up with…sand.
BJ was a dead man if he’d taken him outside. Besides, they’d done the moving-while-sleeping thing already. He had to come up with something new.
Giving up, Hawkeye dug the base of the martini glass he’d fallen asleep holding into the sand and sat up, shoving the hat off up onto his head. Sun, sand, and water greeted him, and not the grey of the Atlantic, or even the green-blue of Korea’s Pacific. No, this was blue-blue.
Hawkeye shook his head. “Boy, Sidney,” he said aloud, “how’re you gonna fix this one?”
[OOC: Intro post. He thinks he's had another mental breakdown--which he has, but he's still actually here. Come meet the mildly insane doctor, if you will.]
…the sun? He’d rolled down the fabric of the Swamp’s walls. There shouldn’t be any sun. Groping at where the table and still should be, he came up with…sand.
BJ was a dead man if he’d taken him outside. Besides, they’d done the moving-while-sleeping thing already. He had to come up with something new.
Giving up, Hawkeye dug the base of the martini glass he’d fallen asleep holding into the sand and sat up, shoving the hat off up onto his head. Sun, sand, and water greeted him, and not the grey of the Atlantic, or even the green-blue of Korea’s Pacific. No, this was blue-blue.
Hawkeye shook his head. “Boy, Sidney,” he said aloud, “how’re you gonna fix this one?”
[OOC: Intro post. He thinks he's had another mental breakdown--which he has, but he's still actually here. Come meet the mildly insane doctor, if you will.]