Worlds of gross.

[x_maker]

I spent over twenty-four hours in a sewer. I ran for hours on end from weird fleshy brain creatures. And I hit Control-Alt-Delete on an entire city and helped reboot Manhattan.

I am going to shower, burn this uniform, and... well, I should probably say I'll sleep for a week, but I'm too keyed up.

Foosball, anyone?

Edit: Also, Jennie is not dead. So good call there, Marius and Manuel.

Comments

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Are you hungry?

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No.

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You just cannot get to sleep?

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Nightmares.

[x-tarot.livejournal.com]

Mine have not started yet. Did you want to try to go to bed?

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Not sure.

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I think I am going to go lie down and read, if you would like to join me?

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Not right now.

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okay...

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Sorry.