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Post by Kiriha Kyuuseishu on Mar 11, 2013 16:28:35 GMT -5
He had lost patients; it was entirely his call, and he had screwed up. He had also let a man whom he had befriended die. Four deaths, when none of them should have happened.
He took a long drink, not stopping. Once the glass was drained, he bought another and started to down that one as well. He could handle alcohol better, if he wanted to. But he wanted to be drunk; he affected his body to make sure his tolerance was normal.
He didn't want to feel anymore.
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Post by Rebecca Valiant on Mar 12, 2013 12:55:25 GMT -5
Rebecca stumbled through the doors of the bar, pulling her hood down. While testing her watch she had been teleported to Japan, so she was forced to find her way to the airport on foot, in the rain. Worse things have happened...
Rebecca sat down next to Kiriha, looking at the bartender. "Do you speak English?" Rebecca asked of him, hoping to ask for directions.
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Post by Kiriha Kyuuseishu on Mar 12, 2013 16:17:14 GMT -5
The bartender shook his head to her.
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