realityshifted | 21- Never as fun the second time around

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21- Never as fun the second time around

[Anyone who happens to wander near the Astral Kitchen will see someone sitting a the table, hunched over and with their head pillowed in between their arms. This someone currently happens to be Jack.

Jack is hungover. This is what happens when you drink half the bar trying to find the kind of liquor you used to drink before your memories were wiped. Unfortunately for him, he's not even sure if he ever found it, thanks to his head feeling like it's being pounded into the ground by someone very very angry and with just as much energy.]

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What for? I just needed the names of the drinks.

It's good to know who you're talking to, especially in this state.

What does it matter?

What if it had been the Master? Or...I don't know, someone else against you.

[Half shrug, because he doesn't have an answer to that]

Ah, well, aside from the hangover, do you feel all right?

What else is there to feel but the hangover.

That's a very depressing statement, Jack.

...what, why?

Oh, well, it just... Never mind.

Headache. Ever have one of those? Thinking doesn't help.

I get headaches frequently these days. [hi, Master, that's a jab at your damn drums] I might have something to help?

Like what?

Oh, well, I have had hangovers before and I keep pills in my pocket for them. Just in case, that sort of thing.

I wouldn't mind something for the headache.

All right! Let's see... [digs into his pocket and pulls out a yo-yo, a banana, a notepad, a book entitled "Terrific Treats of Teratora," a remote control with what appear to be 100 buttons, a dinosaur plushie, a pen, a lightbulb, a small jar of jam...] Ah! Here they are. [holds out a small, transparent vial with a pill inside.] Take that.

[takes a moment to stare, even as he takes the pill handed to him] Just how big is your pocket?

[he grins as he begins putting it all back, pausing to play with some of the items] They're bigger on the inside, so quite large.

Wouldn't happen to have a bottle of water, would you?

Well! We're in a kitchen, so that's easy enough. [he gets up and gets Jack a glass of water, returning with it.]

[Jack pops the pill, downing it along with half the water bottle]

[raises and eyebrow] Well, that's taken care of, at least.

[already starting to feel somewhat better, but only a bit] Why do you carry something like that around with you?

Edited 2008-11-23 07:29 (UTC)

Oh, well, this is information I would rather you forgot later but I have been known to allow myself to feel...the effects of drunkenness. I'm fond of it from time to time. Just rare times.

Pretty useful thing to have. My head doesn't really hurt anymore.

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