Well, that wasn't meant to happen...

Who: Kyla
Where: Her room
When: An unknown amount of time after she stumbled back to her room
and started drinking that After Dinner Mint liqueur... whatever's
appropriate to bring her to the same kinda time as everyone else.
ooc: sorry I've been gone so long. holidays + no net access = bad
combination!
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Kyla woke up on the floor yet again. It wasn't an entirely
unfamiliar situation, but still...
She sniffed the bottle (the empty bottle). Mint, chocolate, and
something else... something chemical...
"Holy fruitbats," she mumbled. "I was drugged!"
Her memory was patchy, but she recalled Keith... nice bloke... and
decided to go and find him first to see if he could help her suss
out who'd drugged her. Drugs in the alcohol... no wonder she'd been
affected so badly, she didn't usually get hit so hard by it...
However, she had only to look up to find the answer to her question.
"Hello, human."
There was a Simulant lounging in her doorway, picking his teeth with
a long metallic fingernail, and grinning.
"Shit," Kyla said philosophically, smashing the bottle and holding
the neck with its jagged points of glass towards the Simulant,
knowing that she hadn't a chance in hell of escaping this bastard
alone.
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<tag anyone? someone?>