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[drinkuntilidie]

[Anyone listening to their journal right now gets to hear the delightful sound of Kevas retching into a bucket. He's tried to keep his suffering silent for as long as he can, but with all the vomiting, shaking, and his head feeling like it's splitting open, Kevas just doesn't care any more.]

I want someone to do me a favor.

[Kevas sounds tired

Comments

[dominateartimus]

I'm afraid I can't help you in the weapon department with my current repertoire.

Can't you go and see a 'healer' about your current condition though?

[Zandali + Translated Text]

[drinkuntilidie]

If I could find a healer that could stop withdrawals then I'd be in love.

[dominateartimus]

Should I ask if you're kidding with that last bit? ...Anyway, I'm not too sure if my powers can do that.

[drinkuntilidie]

Then you're just a whole bucket full of helpful aren't you?

[Grumpy troll is grumpy.]

[dominateartimus]

I can be, if given the right circumstances.

[drinkuntilidie]

You trying to make me an offer mon?

[dominateartimus]

Perhaps.

[drinkuntilidie]

Mon, just so you know, I'm in no mood to play any fucking games with somemon I just met.

[dominateartimus]

If I come off as if I am, it was not my intent. I apologize.

If I've heard correctly, you are barricaded in your, are you not?

[drinkuntilidie]

Your grasp of the obvious is amazing.

[Sorry Sandy, but withdrawal and vomiting make for a grumpy troll.]

[dominateartimus]

[He doesn't mind, really.]

I can take back my offer and leave you alone to suffer.

[Zandali + Translated Text]

[drinkuntilidie]

And you still haven't told me what that offer is.

[dominateartimus]

I thought I did. It was to heal you of your condition.

[drinkuntilidie]

Fine. Whatever. In no position to say no to anyone.

[And here come the dry heaves.]

[dominateartimus]

So... Where can I find you?

[drinkuntilidie]

Room 2009 in the barracks. Unless the redhead outside let's you in though you ain't getting in.