It's just a jump *stumble* whoops!

Who: Kyla
Where: Medi-bug/shuttle/insert name here
When: Most of a large bottle of vodka after her last appearance.
Kyla was certainly having an eventful day. First coming out of a
stasis pod, and then being involved in a traffic "incident" she
hadn't seen the like of since she was sixteen and attempting to
learn to drive.
She sat alone in the medi-bug, going through her wallet. It was
almost empty, but she found a photo ID of herself. That was good. It
meant she was who she remembered being, and stasis hadn't screwed
with her brain. Now she just had to remember the names of the people
she'd met... Tara and Zak, and those other two... oh, yes, Jasmine
and Eve. All these lovely people... lovely, lovely people...
There had been a first-aid kit in the stasis pod, and it had had a
disproportionately large bottle of "medicinal" vodka. Emphasis on
the past tense. Kyla didn't like traffic accidents, and although in
the past she'd usually been drunk _before_ they happened, this time
she was trying it the other way around, and finding that it worked
rather better.
Tara popped her head in to check on Kyla. "You okay?"
Kyla squinted. "Who said that?"
"You're okay," Tara sighed, noting the bottle. "Listen, could you
give us a hand here? Things are all screwed up after the crash, and
we need every bit of help we can get."
"Surely, dahlink." Kyla rose to her feet and tucked the bottle
neatly in her bag. "I'm not intoxicated," she explained to Tara as
she wobbled towards the door. "I'm just... uh..."
*Crash.*
Tara looked down at Kyla's prone body. Evidently, she wasn't going
to be much help after all.
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