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6/20/2016 10:57:01 PM
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[b]Lings Hangover of WHY.[/b]
Ling was in bed, as he woke up he had the worst headache of his life.
He turned his head, noticing the empty wine bottle next to him.
"Oh shit..Machas going to get onto me.."
Ling said, reeling back from the headache. He barely had any sense of his surroundings besides the bed itself.
He got up rather weakly, standing on his two legs after five minutes of attempting to stand.
Holding his head he walked out of his room, and into the kitchen. He grabbed a cup and filled it with water and started drinking it.
Ling felt a tiny bit better but it wasn't much. He looked for his clothes, where ever the hell they are and thankfully he found them shortly, he put them on rather groggily. Basically his coat was backwards and he lacked his shirt. His pants were on backwards too, basically he didn't know what he was doing.
He went outside.
[spoiler]Basically you can fück around with him. This is to just pass the time.[/spoiler]
English
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*From a bit of a distance, a man looked at him with confusion. I mean, many would have done the same when looking at him, his body said human but his blazing crimson eyes said something else. Something of... demonic origin.* Probably hungover. Do I have enough of that drink? *He rummaged through what appears to be a stretched out crimson pillowcase to pull out a large water bottle filled with a greenish liquid* Ah, there we go. *He approached the man, ready to make sure this guy didn't do anything stupid*
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Ling went back in, he regained a small bit of his focus after breathing in 'Fresh Air' because well you know, we're on a ship. He noticed Macha was on the couch. He tried to recollect his thoughts on what happened after Macha left with Chloanne. The only thing he remembered was crying to 'Macha' which really was a pillow. Even then that memory was fuzzy. But the thing Ling wondered the most was why she was sleeping on the couch and if Chloanne got anyone to date. He slightly moved her. "Hey.."
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Macha moved a bit, she was out of her dress, only in her underwear. "Mmh... Not now, Eldrad... go bother Vect some more..." She said, mindlessly in her sleep. But as he kept shaking her, her eyes opened. "Hmm..? Oh... morning, love..." She yawns, stretching a bit. "I had a really weird dream..."
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"You didn't have to you know.." He said, kissing her on the cheek. Meanwhile Chloanne was awake, besides Roderick of course. She had heard Ling lumber around the house. She didn't know whether to tell him about Roderick or not.
