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lucetilogs2012-11-01 11:32 pm
asthehawkflies) wrote in lucetilogs2012-11-01 11:32 pm
Post-Draft Drinks and Misery
Who: Anyone
What: Draftees taking their minds off the zombie apocalypse
When: November 1st
Where: Good Spirits Bar
Summary: Sometimes you really need to not be alone with your own thoughts.
Rating: PG-13
[The first thing he does when he gets back, the first thing that most of them are probably going to do, is take the longest shower known to mankind to wash away the grime and sweat and blood, and pretend that it can wash away the memories of the last week.
He isn't sure whether he falls asleep or just passes out, but he wakes up later anyway, sweating and shaking and it takes him a moment to remember where he is.
Luceti is quiet and it's light when he looks outside, not a monster in sight.
After that it's either lie there and try to sleep or do something and staring at the ceiling is not his favourite passtime. He fires off a few messages on the journal, all 'come meet me, tell anyone else who might need the company' and when the time comes, heads down to the bar, taking a little detour to grab a couple of people on the way.
Anyone who might want to talk him will find him sitting at the bar, nursing a beer.]
[OOC: Please feel free to show up and start threads of your own!]
What: Draftees taking their minds off the zombie apocalypse
When: November 1st
Where: Good Spirits Bar
Summary: Sometimes you really need to not be alone with your own thoughts.
Rating: PG-13
[The first thing he does when he gets back, the first thing that most of them are probably going to do, is take the longest shower known to mankind to wash away the grime and sweat and blood, and pretend that it can wash away the memories of the last week.
He isn't sure whether he falls asleep or just passes out, but he wakes up later anyway, sweating and shaking and it takes him a moment to remember where he is.
Luceti is quiet and it's light when he looks outside, not a monster in sight.
After that it's either lie there and try to sleep or do something and staring at the ceiling is not his favourite passtime. He fires off a few messages on the journal, all 'come meet me, tell anyone else who might need the company' and when the time comes, heads down to the bar, taking a little detour to grab a couple of people on the way.
Anyone who might want to talk him will find him sitting at the bar, nursing a beer.]
[OOC: Please feel free to show up and start threads of your own!]