so there was this once drunk party last night...

[hyperlethality.livejournal.com]

THE MORNING AFTER MEME

 

Last night was great. You drank, you gambled, you ran around naked, you hooked up with a girl/guy or three-- too bad you can't remember it. Waking up in a hotel bed isn't so bad but...

Who is this person next to you?

You know how it is, folks!

1. Post with your character.
2. Tag other people and try and piece the night together or not. Up to you.
3. Anything allowed so long as muns are cool with it.
4. Profit!

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[gawdamn.livejournal.com]

[ there is something poking your face- it's Zaeed, he's standing by the bed and jabbing you with the end of a standing lamp.

Is this real life ]

[cmdr-renegade.livejournal.com]

[Shepard just cracks an eye and doesn't bother moving from where she's sprawled rather comfortably...and gracelessly across the bed. Yeah, still jabbing. At least it's dark.

She tilts her head just enough to talk to him without being muffled.]

Massani, you keep that up and that lamp is going to jab somewhere a lot more interesting than my face. You get me?

[gawdamn.livejournal.com]

[ That lamp goes down faster than a small crowd being blasted with a flash grenade. Not that he's intimidated, or anything- Zaeed, at the very least, does a good job of hiding it. ]

Coffee before Garrus comes to show me what color my insides are, sweetheart?

[cmdr-renegade.livejournal.com]

[Well, she was awake now, and she turned her head just far enough to get a good look at Massani. Still standing there, much less annoying without the lamp that was jabbing her in the face. With a sigh she sits up. Doesn't bother with the covers.

Modesty and marines? Please.]

So sex and the threat of Turian evisceration is all it takes to get you polite and fetching coffee? Shit, should've tried this months ago.

[She's in for a penny, might as well go in for the pound. He's just close enough that she can slap his ass.]

Black, and hot like a reactor.

[gawdamn.livejournal.com]

I even went the extra, gentlemanly mile and put pants on before reaching for the lamp. Wasn't going to get my inside bits turned into my outside bits without being properly dressed and caffeinated.

[ Never thought he'd be saying that. ]

Was that a request for coffee, or do I need to hop the galaxy and pick up Mr. Taylor?

[ He couldn't resist getting that in before disappearing into the kitchenette. ]

[cmdr-renegade.livejournal.com]

Shit, it's practically a finishing school education.

[Shepard slid to the side of the bed and swung her legs over. The fact that she could feel her pulse behind her eyes was a mediocre sign. No standing until coffee. Whatever. She'd find her pants in a minute.]

Coffee, unless you want me to eviscerate you instead.

[gawdamn.livejournal.com]

We should just skip the ceremony and knight my ass now.

[ He reapers with two mugs, steaming with vitamin coffee. ]

They were never on my crew- but this sure as hell isn't the first time this has happened. I have the comfort of knowing I don't have to go looking for my wallet or anyone named Bunny for the rest of the day.

[cmdr-renegade.livejournal.com]

Shit, between Parker and Goto I'm surprised you know where your wallet is.

[Shepard takes one from him casually and drinks it slowly. Fortunately, the temperature keeps her from throwing it back. Ah planning.]

Must have been one hell of a party. [Shepard mused:] Wonder how many fingers I'll have to break to get all the footage.