[34] - [Voice, Public]

[sharpememory]

[Barron sounds like death warmed up. This was intended to be private to Prefect, but due to the flood's affects he couldn't be bothered with it.]

You know what's amazing, comrade? When you reckon that the human body would have a limit to how much vomit it can chuck up. Pro tip? There isn't one. I must have hurled at least a dozen times today.

[A pause, because that lie is not helping Barron feel better right now.]

I think I'm gonna keep drinking until it goes away.

Comments

[strangehistorian]

That doesn't sound like a very good solution. You could try reporting to the infirmary instead...

[sharpememory]

Don't think they have anti-flood meds, do they? Or did the drugs work on someone else?

[strangehistorian]

I don't know if they have those specifically, but they may have charms to calm the stomach.

[sharpememory]

Magic? Well, I'm up for that. I'll head there in a bit.

[rass_bestie]

I don't suppose you mean drinking water by that, do you?

[sharpememory]

Water? Well, I suppose I could mix the alcohol with water if I really needed to.

[rass_bestie]

Leave the alcohol, choose water, it's easier on your stomach and easier on you.

[sharpememory]

Are you a doctor or something?

[rass_bestie]

I work in the infirmary, yes.

[nakesnakecobracobra]

Yes, I'm sure that will help everything. [ Oh, the sarcasm. ]

Did you by any chance vomit out your brains as well?

[sharpememory]

Hasn't failed yet. And last time I checked my brain was still in my head.

[Private]

Also, I totally spoke to the warden of that crazy vampire chick who attacked you because of that cat. And she said that she thought the it was all fine? It was weird.

private;

[nakesnakecobracobra]

Ah, yes, I was afraid that might be the case. I'm sure the woman has her warden wrapped around her little finger. One of many cases of favoritism here.

It's sweet of you to worry, but I'll simply have to be more careful around her in the future.

private;

[sharpememory]

Seriously. I like my warden a whole bunch, but I wouldn't mind one that agreed with everything that I said.

Yeah. You'll have to make sure to avoid her. I probably should too.

[twooutoften]

Oh, you do it long enough it gets real awesome on you.

[SARCASM so that's exempt right? Maybe? Also at least he's not hurling bloody chunks this time. Anything is preferable to that.

Tommy looks about as good as you feel, Barron. Because this is what happens when you're a compulsive liar.]

[sharpememory]

Awesome as in 'hey, that looks like a bit of my intestine' awesome?

[twooutoften]

You got there too?

[sharpememory]

Yeah, been there. Now I'm traumatized for life.

[onceandfutureprat]

I think perhaps it's time you stopped.

[sharpememory]

Stopped what? Puking? Cause if that's it, I totally agree.

[onceandfutureprat]

[Sorry Arthur is under the impression you drank yourself here] Or doing the thing that's causing it.

Normally, that would be an accurate assumption. ;-;

[sharpememory]

What thing? Being on the barge?

[buywithme]

If you drink more, that'll only give your body more material to vomit up!

[...No wincing! Does it count as lying if you assume you're telling the truth but you might not be? Apparently not.]

Let's go out on deck to get some fresh air instead.

[sharpememory]

I might feel better for a little, though. It's worth it.

Up on the deck? Like, outside?

[buywithme]

You'll probably feel worse though. If you're already feeling sick, getting drunk is a really bad idea.

Yes! Outside! If you need to be sick you could do it over the side.

[sharpememory]

[Barron can see the logic in this.]

Yeah, that sounds about right. I'll meet you up there in a bit.