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[swarmoflies]

Uuuuuuungh...

[Sette slowly pulls herself upright, wearing a disheveled version her pirate outfit. The shirt is on backwards and the trousers aren't done up at all so that they make a quickly-caught dash at freedom as she stands up, and her eyepatch seems to be off doing its own thing somewhere. As is the fancy cutlass Fionna made for her. But Sette isn't worried about that. The focus of her attention right now is the jackhammer headache making her life hell, or possibly how goddamn bright the sun is. The bastard.]

I feel like...like Baelar's spare set o' balls, cut off an' dried in the sun.

[She manages to pry one of her hands away from her throbbing temples, and holds up her shirt to give it a sniff. She immediately recoils in disgust.]

Twins, how much did I quaff down last night? Shirt reeks o' booze...gonna need to find a change o' clothing.

[She stands up fully, and instantly regrets it. She wavers in place for a moment, lights dancing in her vision, and then she bends over and throws up everything in her stomach. Yes, ladies and...other ladies. Sette is pretty badly hung over from the big party.]

Comments

[fionna_time]

Yeah, you're lucky.

You didn't walk over coals dude.

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[grandtheftmecha]

[ Excuse Katina while she laughs. She's a bit bleary eyed herself, and it shows, her top askew as she looks into the video, but she's also not diving under a pillow either. ]

Are you...

[ Okay, wait, more laughing before she talks. ]

Y-you alright? Need a little help?

[ritsu_kouyou]

...disgusting.

[cleaningstop]

Maybe you should take it easy for a few days.