116 - Voice

[gotgreenmagic]

[Someone sounds like she overslept.]

Mmf.

Okay. Brain says Friday, clock says Tuesday, I.....guess I was in a coma.

I love how that's just a thing here. 'Oh, hey, I just lost a bunch of my brain functions and lay here unconscious for four days, no big deal'.

What'd I miss?

[OOC: I couldn't think of anything to do with her so lol retroactive Barge coma :|]

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[Checking over the network for the past few days has given her a slight headache and simultaneous feelings of disappointment re. having missed a fairly benign flood and relief re. having been passed over for the opportunity to turn into her ditzy little headband-wearing alter ego again. Miss Go is seriously the closest thing Shego has to an archfoe at this point.

Either way she needs a drink. She shoves her way into the pub, sees the guy behind the bar and - ]

Looks like the universe picked the day for me to quit drinking.

[She's already shifting her weight to turn around.]

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[buywithme]

[He reaches to take the gin back, staring into space desolately.]

He could still feel it. It was like, he was still alive and connected to it even though I had it, and I wanted to see what it would do to him if I-- squeezed it, or stroked it, and--

[Long, long drink of gin. Until the inside of his mouth doesn't taste of blood anymore.]

And then I licked it. I thought about eating the whole thing, but I didn't want him to die...

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[gotgreenmagic]

Well, that was...super charitable of Mermaid Prefect. [She pulls a face.] Wait, does this mean Russo's death tolling? Do you need guard detail?

[Not even kidding, he's clearly batshit and he already killed you once.]