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[sharpasafawkes]

[Today in your local mess hall, there's a historian covering his head and trying to will sunlight out of existence.]

No this was a brilliant plan, why not have a few drinks? What could go wrong?

There doesn't happen to be any aspirin in this wretched dump, is there? You wouldn't believe the headache I've got.

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[masterbaited]

. . . Bad night?

[sharpasafawkes]

Oh it was wonderful, at least until the part where I don't know what happened.

[masterbaited]

[chuckles a bit]

That's always unfortunate.

[sharpasafawkes]

I think the more important part is "how bad was I and did anyone see?". Which I'm hoping the answer involves me spending the latter half of my adventure holed up somewhere private.

[masterbaited]

Well, I'm fairly certain I missed all of it, if that's any consolation.

[sharpasafawkes]

Why? Are you the bartender?

[masterbaited]

No.

[sharpasafawkes]

Oh good, otherwise that would have been rather awkward.

[masterbaited]

Just a bit, yes.