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sharpememory[Dated early in the flood, before Ivy shenanigans.]
Prefect. Come on a boat ride with me. [Barron sounds very, very drunk.] I have a boat and everything.
Prefect. Come on a boat ride with me. [Barron sounds very, very drunk.] I have a boat and everything.
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Date: 2012-06-30 02:14 am (UTC)Oh god, one of my shoes came off...
...I can't reach it!
Comrade I might need you to come and help me I am really struggling to stay upright right now.
[BECAUSE NO HE IS NOT PUTTING HIS FOOT BACK DOWN ON THE GROUND WHEN HE ONLY HAS ONE SHOE ON >C]
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Date: 2012-06-30 02:15 am (UTC)[He's hoping for a yes.] Because I'm gonna sail to you.
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Date: 2012-06-30 02:17 am (UTC)[Oh god everything about this is terrible.]
Okay I'm going to watch the ocean until you get here.
[Still on voice, maybe move to spam? c:]
Date: 2012-06-30 02:18 am (UTC)[Prefect may see a silent boat that appears to have no one in it floating around the corner, still relatively close to the sand.]
[Still on voice! BUT YOU KNOW I LOVE SPAM!]
Date: 2012-06-30 02:20 am (UTC)[And his leg is starting to get tired! Prefect gives an awkward little hop and tries to drunkenly maintain his balance.]
[Voice to spam. :D]
Date: 2012-06-30 02:23 am (UTC)Shit, man. This is an emergency. [Barron yells over to Prefect, before starting to jog over to his warden. It isn't a very coordinated jog, but he knows how gross sand on your feet can be.]
[SPAM!]
Date: 2012-06-30 02:28 am (UTC)Yes! Comrade, you... you are the best.
[Best inmate, best memory worker, best loyal helper with his single shoe problems, BEST FRIEND IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD.]
[SPAM!]
Date: 2012-06-30 02:31 am (UTC)Dude, you're wearing your cape wrong. [Barron looks at the sarong seriously.]
[SPAM!]
Date: 2012-06-30 02:33 am (UTC)[Also you're okay with him super quickly reaching out to put his hands on your shoulders, right? Because otherwise he is going to fall over and that is no good at all.]
[SPAM!]
Date: 2012-06-30 02:36 am (UTC)Okay. To the boat! [Barron said, having no problem with these arms on shoulders.] You know what a piggyback is, right?
[SPAM!]
Date: 2012-06-30 02:41 am (UTC)I know of them but have never performed one before.
[SPAM!]
Date: 2012-07-02 12:10 am (UTC)[He's too drunk to really notice the strangeness of Prefect's reply. Either that or he's just getting used to Prefect being Prefect.] You ready to go?
[SPAM!]
Date: 2012-07-02 12:26 am (UTC)[Prefect looked at Barron, searchingly, as if it had occurred to him just then that some small part of this plan may be flawed... but he quickly brushed the thought away.]
All right, Comrade. You tell me what to do and I shall do it!
[SPAM!]
Date: 2012-07-02 12:36 am (UTC)Keep your hands on my shoulders and hold on tight. Otherwise sand. [Barron felt that he needed to emphasize just how serious the situation was.]
[SPAM!]
Date: 2012-07-02 12:47 am (UTC)Right. Yes. I've done that now.
[Was this really all there was to it? This seemed like a doable thing...]
[SPAM!]
Date: 2012-07-02 12:51 am (UTC)[SPAM!]
Date: 2012-07-02 01:01 am (UTC)Please don't fall over.
[It's a humble enough request, he thinks.]
[SPAM!]
Date: 2012-07-02 10:57 am (UTC)Fall? Me? I've never fallen in my life!
[He stared to wade into the water, towards the edge of the boat.]
[SPAM!]
Date: 2012-07-02 11:02 am (UTC)[SPAM!]
Date: 2012-07-03 06:50 am (UTC)Calm down, boat. [And that's all Barron's doing to fix the situation. He's busy lying in the boat.]
[SPAM!]
Date: 2012-07-03 10:43 am (UTC)Instead, he just kind of lies there with his arms and legs still hooked loosely around Barron.]
I think that went pretty well, Comrade. You are a very reliable person to be carried by.
[SPAM!]
Date: 2012-07-04 08:57 am (UTC)Thanks, man. I like to think that I'm a really reliable person to carry people too. [Although he'd never really thought about whether he was or wasn't.]
[He pressed the space age button that started the motor, causing the boat to jerk and shudder. Wrong gear, Barron assumed. He turned around and poked buttons experimentally, until they were at least heading out to sea.]
[SPAM!]
Date: 2012-07-04 09:33 am (UTC)So where are we sailing to, Comrade?
[He asks, drunkenly pushing himself up into a sitting position beside Barron. Definitely out to sea, is at least part of the answer.]
[SPAM!]
Date: 2012-07-05 12:17 am (UTC)To the sea. Maybe an island. Find a merdude. [He sounded so sure that this was going to happen. It was almost certainly the alcohol talking.]
[SPAM!]
Date: 2012-07-05 12:30 am (UTC)[He seems to recall leaving you stranded on one not too long ago, so that you could be his constant human companion...]
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