Max Guevara {x5-452} (
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paradisalogs2012-03-23 08:31 pm
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Who: Max Guevara and OPEN to anyone in the clinic.
What: Max waking up from the lobsters.
When: Tonight, March 23
Where: The clinic
Rating: PG, maybe PG-13
Notes: Prose or actionspam is fine. This covers all the time after she leaves the clinic as well, so if you think she would track you down as oppose to your character coming to the clinic, feel free to set that up too. This is the most flexible log.
[When Max comes to, the first thing she thinks is that someone mindwhammied her again. Which she hates, for the record. She doesn't remember any of it, but it's the most logical thing to have happened.
Then she realizes that she's sore and feels like crap, and she thinks that maybe it wasn't someone messing with her head. Maybe it was someone messing with HER. She groaned as she started to push herself into a sitting position before realizing she's in the clinic.
Great. Juuuuuuuuust great.]
What: Max waking up from the lobsters.
When: Tonight, March 23
Where: The clinic
Rating: PG, maybe PG-13
Notes: Prose or actionspam is fine. This covers all the time after she leaves the clinic as well, so if you think she would track you down as oppose to your character coming to the clinic, feel free to set that up too. This is the most flexible log.
[When Max comes to, the first thing she thinks is that someone mindwhammied her again. Which she hates, for the record. She doesn't remember any of it, but it's the most logical thing to have happened.
Then she realizes that she's sore and feels like crap, and she thinks that maybe it wasn't someone messing with her head. Maybe it was someone messing with HER. She groaned as she started to push herself into a sitting position before realizing she's in the clinic.
Great. Juuuuuuuuust great.]
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And I think I owe you a thank you for bailing me out of the kitchen.
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[nudges his shoulder a bit]
But only for you.
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[she starts walking ahead of him, before turning back and pulling him into a hug]
Thank you.
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[Now she's getting it back.] Just don't scare me like that again. Deal?
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Deal.