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[Upon waking up, Wolfwood figures two things: one, that he was taken by the droids for a short period of time, and two, that checking his journal would be the wisest choice. So he proceeds to flip through the journals and low and behold, he finds exactly what he considered a possibility. With great anguish, he facepalms.]
Raaaah, not again!
[So it goes. He manages enough priestly swagger to get to the kitchen (why did all of his kidnappings end in something akin to a hangover?), makes something to eat, eats it, and then crawls right back into bed for the next three hours. And then he smokes himself a cigarette—maybe two—and goes out in the usual outfit, sans the jacket. It felt good without one. But before that:]
[Voice]
Apologies to anyone I annoyed while I was miniature. It wasn't my intention when I got taken this time, I swear it; these things just seem to really love happening to me. I think I've got everything in memory now—something about... uhhh, a weird shift turning everything upside down? I distinctly remember an annoying, perverted frog hopping around trying to kiss ladies.
I wonder how many people around here've been turned to kids. A raise of hands?
( Bar Stuff! Pouring a drink for you guys. )
((OOC: Replies in the morn'! You can find him walk to or at the bar, or at the Trigun house. Sorry for the lateness of this; I lost track of it after my internet was being crazy awful two days back. :|;;))
Raaaah, not again!
[So it goes. He manages enough priestly swagger to get to the kitchen (why did all of his kidnappings end in something akin to a hangover?), makes something to eat, eats it, and then crawls right back into bed for the next three hours. And then he smokes himself a cigarette—maybe two—and goes out in the usual outfit, sans the jacket. It felt good without one. But before that:]
[Voice]
Apologies to anyone I annoyed while I was miniature. It wasn't my intention when I got taken this time, I swear it; these things just seem to really love happening to me. I think I've got everything in memory now—something about... uhhh, a weird shift turning everything upside down? I distinctly remember an annoying, perverted frog hopping around trying to kiss ladies.
I wonder how many people around here've been turned to kids. A raise of hands?
( Bar Stuff! Pouring a drink for you guys. )
((OOC: Replies in the morn'! You can find him walk to or at the bar, or at the Trigun house. Sorry for the lateness of this; I lost track of it after my internet was being crazy awful two days back. :|;;))
