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Trying to ignore the fact that what appeared to be a rather large
pink tree in his path, John make his way out of the Medibay.
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Smith stumbled out into the hallway. He was halfway to the storage
room before he realized he hadnt done something he had meant to do.
He had no idea whatsoever what this particular something was.
An idea was slowly forming in his simulated brain...
The idea gestated and emerged, screaming and kicking ito Smith's
concieousness.
He needed a drink.
Very badly.
This had never happened to him before.
"Must be one of the side effects of dying", John mused as he hopped
on the nearest lift to Parrotts Bar......
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OOC: Its a shorter one than usual.