Post fear gas - Video

[jungledoctor]

[So Jack woke up after all the fear gas drama in a bed, in his room. Wow. That was lucky. Oh and Vala was there too. Hmm...]

I don't remember buying a ticket for that acid trip, but I'd like a refund. I didn't do anything I shouldn't have did I?   Was any of that real?

Hey, has anyone seen Laura Palmer? Laura, if you're there check in please. Dammit

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[thatlibbychick]

Jack, I'm so sorry I couldn't do anything to help you.

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[jungledoctor]

Jesus, Libby. What was that? I- I hallucinated.

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[thatlibbychick]

Crane released some kind of gas that caused mass hallucinations, fear and paranoia.

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[jungledoctor]

Crane? The psychiatrist? This is all a bit saturday morning cartoon for me.

Was anyone hurt? [What he really means is did he hurt anyone. He didn't BTW]

[intofireforever]

I'm fine, Doc, but you don't look so hot yourself.

[jungledoctor]

[He releases a major sigh of relief]

I'll bounce back, I always do. But are you sure you're okay? Any nausea? Headaches?

[intofireforever]

Nope, nothing like that.

[jungledoctor]

[Right about now he'd argue and come down to where ever Laura is to come check up on her anyway but for some reason going outside his room makes him all kinds of anxious thanks to residual fear gas. FML JACK. F M L.]

Good. Good. I'll come around later to see you anyway, okay? You're going to be working in the dining hall?

[cantblameagirl]

I think the cuddling on your bed was real.

Priiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiivate like woah 1/3

[jungledoctor]

Cuddling I--?

2/3

[jungledoctor]

Ah...

3/3 Priiiiiiiivate

[jungledoctor]

[Awwwwkward]

You okay? I mean, how are you?