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[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

*groggy blink*

*sits up*

*slowly starts to process that there are far too many people in this room*

Oh my GODS, what in hell is going on in my room?

*long pause as realization sets in*

Do I even wanna know why I'm NAKED? And why that girl is stripping?

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[swerval_zero]

*retrieves pants, hands them to Anders, and looks away* Put those on.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

*attempts to get up and falls off the bed in the process, losing the virtue-protecting sheet*

Ow. Help.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

*weak smile*

Thanks.

Hi, by the way.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Uh. Hi, Chiana. Thanks. I'll remember that next time.

*confused smile*

[can_be_more]

You helping to put a man's pants on. This must be a first.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

_{*hides the digital camera*}

Definitely.

[swerval_zero]

Oh, def. You were great during the battle. Thanks for loaning me your bat.

[can_be_more]

Yes, of course you can. I was merely stating an observation. *innocent look*

[pyramid-is-life.livejournal.com]

C'mon Commando, you should probably get some rest. It's been a long night battle giants and gremlins.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Good idea.

*crawls awkwardly back onto bed, still oblivious to the fabulous makeover job*

Could you help me get these people out of here? Maybe if we get a chance we could do some work on that pyramid court tomorrow . . .

[pyramid-is-life.livejournal.com]

Tomorrow then.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Cool.

*conks out*

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

<sub>If you can, don't let him see a mirror before tomorrow. We should have copies up by then.

Oh, and better wash the pink off your fingers.

*grins*</sub>

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

*looks wildly around for the camera--but doesn't find it before Anders finds his pants*

Damn.