[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...

[rass_bestie]

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

[nakesnakecobracobra]

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

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

[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.]

[onceandfutureprat]

I think perhaps it's time you stopped.

[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.