[RL] The Hangover, Haitian Style.

May 13, 2011 03:00

[Spike blinks his eyes open, not entirely surprised he isn't sure where he is. Maybe that says something about him as a person, but mostly it says something for how hard his life is. Rubbing at his eyes until they focus, he's met with a splitting migraine as he tries to sit up. Is that ... Fischer on the couch? And everything's destroyed. He's glad ( Read more... )

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dreamsonaplane May 13 2011, 07:37:22 UTC
[Fischer feels like he's been hit by a train. In fact, he doesn't remember why he's feeling like he's been hit by a train. There's the couch, right? Yeah, there's a couch. His face is going to be on that couch.]

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rudolphofvamps May 13 2011, 07:55:23 UTC
Fischer? [he's calling, flopping back down against the wood floor with a pained groan.] Fischer.

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dreamsonaplane May 13 2011, 08:19:04 UTC
[oh god, even his headache sounds like Spike. He reaches out to grab a pillow to pull over his head and drown out the noise ...]

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rudolphofvamps May 13 2011, 15:05:59 UTC
[Okay, okay, he's... stumbling to his feet, deciding to leave Fischer where he is while he .. Who's that Asian guy sleeping in the doorway. Spike goes to investigate, realizing it's that Japanese guy he's seen talking to Claire and Peter. --Where was Peter?] Haiku.. no, that's a poem. [Spike mumbles, trying to remember the guy's name.] Hero... Hiro? Hiro. Hiro. [He taps Hiro's side with his boot, determined to wake him now.]

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