by Doc 42 » Sat Jun 14, 2008 2:15 am
Something nagged at the back of Fitz's mind... urgeing him to get up.... He didn't care about it. He wanted it to go away. He groaned, rolling over in his bed. He stared at the door to the room for some reason, looking at it blankly. He heard footsteps comeing closer... He started muttering sleepily to himself "3...2....1" The footsteps came louder and then the door burst open as he reached 1, Trix marching in looking distressed. Her mouth was opening and noise was comeing out, yet all Fitz heard was a single tone.
He yawned, thinking it was strange for her to be awake so early. Then he remembered that she had been unconcious and that he dumped her in chair... Decideing that it was better to listen for the time being, he sat up in the bed, yawning again... his ears focusing in on words instead of just noise.
"... And then I finally get the hell out of there and I don't know whats going on and then realise where I am and I am all freaking out." SHe managed to spit this all out in less than 2 seconds. He interupted her, moaning out "Sloooooow Dooooooown."
To his great releif, she summed it up for him, "What the hell is going on? Who the f**k is that person in the other room and why the hell was I alone with her?! Why am I in a bar? Was I drinking yesterday?!?! Oh, and where the F**K AM I?!" She stopped, gasping for breath and waiting for an answer. Fitz frowned, thinking. He eventually said "All... very good questions... We are in a bar because that lady in the other room brought us here, her name is Di-something or other, it was late and the sun was comeing up. You were not drinking yesterday, and definately did not take in human food of any sort blah blah blah blah, but some dude tazed you and you spazed out and like, completely crashed.... oh, and where are you? In a bar! duh!" After saying all this he collapsed back down in the bed, exhausted.
Trix said, mostly to herself "Well... Well.... ohhhh What the Fu**?!" With that she sat down on the end of his bed, obviously seriously stressed out. After thinking for a moment, the only thing Fitz managed to come up with was "Don't worry, your not dead." She grunted sarcasticly "Wow, that puts it all in perspective for me...." and then got back to stareing at the floor....
Fitz didn't really care, he was still tired and the sun had only just gone down....

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**** off TT"-Doc 42
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