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[Joe hasn't been in the kitchen this past week. In fact, he's been keeping to himself far more than usual and what conversations he has had have been with his brother. Each day, he finds himself in the gym, throwing himself into his old boxing regime from years ago and effectively beating the snot out of the punching bags on offer.
Knuckles bound, ( Read more... ) -
[ 8 ] [ Audio // Commentlog ]
[The audio cracks on to Joe's voice. He doesn't really have too much to say.]
Everyone, how ya holdin' up?
[Check up complete, Joe clicks the feed off.
He's up on deck 3, hanging out by the pool. Serious as recent events have been, Joe's shoulder has been giving him hell since the Halloween Party. It's on the mend, but not quite as healed as he would ( Read more... ) -
[ 7 ] [ Audio//Commentlog ] [ DISEAAAAAASED ]
[Too stubborn to stay in his room for the whole of his sudden sickness, Joe is sitting in the hall. He didn't make it far from his room before fatigue and breathing difficulty made him slump against the wall. He's not going anywhere any time soon.
The comm feed starts mid way through a rather horrible sounding cough. There's a groan, and then a ( Read more... ) -
[ 6 ] [ audio // commentlog ] [ backdated to after saving Jael from Ganondork ]
[Walking down the hallways and looking rather angry is Joe. His blood-soaked shirt is slung over his shoulder and the rest of him doesn't look much better. The blood is on his arms, his pants, his front and there's a bit on his face. His expression is one of rage and a half burned cigarette sits between his lips.
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[The comm clicks on. Joe sounds tired, but amused.]
Right. I'm sure ya all heard Zeke's announcement. Sergei's is havin' a bit o'trouble at the moment so I'm openin' the door of Our House good and proper.
If ya want food, head on over this way and we'll see what we can work out. You'll find myself and Nelly-- uh. Nel, mannin' the kitchen.
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[Behind the bar of the restaurant 'Our House' sits Joe. Empty bottles and cigarette butts litter the floor around him, a build up of the past few days spent drowning his sorrows. He's long since stopped drinking, instead choosing to stare ahead at the cupboard in front of him.
The encounter with Moonie brought back a lot of memories that Joe had ( Read more... ) -
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[The comm clicks on to an angry woman's voice. She's really not in a good mood.]
Fock this boat. I want off. I've had enough o'this shite.
[There's a small pause while she takes a sip of her drink and lights a cigarette.]
Oh! And brother, would it kill you to come see me? I'm at the O2 Bar. We need to talk.
[Funny that. The woman is Irish. She clicks ( Read more... ) -
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[The comm clicks on to a closeup of Joe's eye. He laughs, turns the comm over in his hands and lets the image spin. It is entirely Joe's intention to make people watching feel sick.]
Y'know, these things're pretty cool. Be better if there wasn't a whole buncha people whinin' over 'em all the time, but I'll take what I can get.
[There. Joe's said his ( Read more... ) -
[ 01 ] [ audio ] [ and what the fuck is this? ]
[The comm clicks on. Joseph sounds amused, if a little annoyed.]
Alright! Alright. You fucking got me. Now which one of you bastards wants to tell me what the fuck is up with this boat and where the fuck it's takin' me?
Ach. I promised a young lass I'd help her out tonight and I'd rather not disappoint.
[He pauses. There's the sound of a lighter ( Read more... ) -
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