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[drinkuntilidie]

[Kevas is finally out and about although he's feeling just a miserable as before. His head is pounding, he goes from freezing cold to boiling hot, his body will start shaking at times, and for someone who's green everyday of the year he's looking awfully pale. At least he's moving though.]

This fucking sucks.

[That's all he says and that's all he

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[kptn_sparrow]

[Jack's actually been doing a bit of map making- he's measuring things by using very large steps. Hanging off his belt is a bottle of amber liquid. Wouldn't be so hard to guess what that is. His hands, for the moment, are occupied with pen and paper. ]

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[drinkuntilidie]

[Oh look, one of his favorite people ever, and he's carrying liquor. That make this ever better. Perhaps if Kevas asks nicely he will share.]

Give me da fuckin' likah.

[Or he could just threaten him. That works too.]

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[kptn_sparrow]

[Jack reels and holds his hands up to his chest like a snake just struck at him.]

What?! No!

[You startled him there Kevas, and you're not looking very good at all.]

Weren't you- aren't you- I mean... supposed to be in your room?

[Shit.]

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[drinkuntilidie]

[Kevas might have given a witty remark if he were feeling better but he's not so he doesn't. Instead he just glares.]

Joo can hand it ovah or joo can pick joor teeth off da ground. Choose.