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Callizandra Maxine Foxx	Jul 5 2008, 09:29 PM
Shadowfox Posts: 184 Group: Ardesco. Third Year Member #51 Joined: September 28, 2006	_{It was morning. The birds were singing, people were laughing in the distance, the air was fresh and tingly - and her head **ing throbbed. That was the first few things Max was aware of upon waking up. It felt like she'd gotten head-fuckeded by a sledge hammer. The second thing was that there was something wet on her face. It was water. Groaning in annoyance, she brushed the offending wetness off, turned over, curled into a ball - and went back to sleep. Screw the morning. She was sleeping in. Something wet fell on her face - again. Max blinked, twitched and forced her eyes open. Huh. It was raining. Oh well. A little rain now and then wasn't that bad. As long as it wasn't her getting wet, she was all for the raining thing. Wait. Max's eyes flew open. crap. She was outside. And it wasn't raining - it was pouring. She was outside, in the ing rain, drenched. . Purely by instinct, Max lurched sideways, heard the distinctive click of a window opening, and felt the ground beneath her all but disappear. Oh, great. Drenched cat in free-fall. Just **ing great. Growling, she flashed her eyes, hit the ground in a crouch - and found herself inside the hanger, in front of a very familiar bedraggled couch, Ben, James, Dan and three steaming cups of coffee. Huh. Max looked up, and twitched. More rain was dribbling down through an open window hatch. Glaring, she scooted away from the rainy area, sat down, and promptly gave the thing the finger. Goddamn hatch. Telekinesis would have come in handy right now. Max sniffled, blinked, and sniffled again. Damn. She’d fallen asleep on the freaking roof. In, glancing down at herself, a black mini-skirt and someone’s oversized white dress shirt? Man, she must have been wasted last night. Wait. Max frowned. She didn’t get drunk. Her healing factor always made sure of that. Well, unless she tried something new…like that funny-smelling tequila mix-up shot her favourite bartender had begun making. Oh, - right. Immediately, last night’s events flashed through her head. Night-out, several bars, Jay serving her the regular drinks, a bit of dancing, more booze, newbie at the bar – hello hottie, more dancing, more booze, newbie getting punched in the face by Ben, Dan joining in – man, she was gonna kill those two – an all-out bar fight, her punching Ben and a certain someone introducing her to purple tequila shots... Eyes flashing, she snapped her head up. Promtly ignoring both Dan and Ben, she fixed an accusing stare at James and his bloody cup of morning coffee. “You gave me tequila.” She glared. [OOC: Hey all! Sorry for the long wait, and the short post. I didn't really have a clue to what to write and I'm a bit short on time right now, so I just improvised. Hope that's okay. Let me know if you guys want a rewrite.]}


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