*Elizabeth rushes through the door, having followed him up from the 5th floor. She sees that he's passed out, and rolls her eyes* Bloody pirates *she mutters. She puts all her bad feelings aside and decides it's time to take action. She tries to wake Jayne up by slapping him on the face and shaking his body.*
*She looks down at her dress, which is quite filthy now, and looks furious at the mention of George.* You know what? You have to choose between us. Because I will not go to Homecoming if you think you're going with both of us. *Well, she would, but it wouldn't be as innocently as she might have* Now, it's time for you to sober up. I hope my roommate doesn't kill me...
*She tried to tug Jayne up, hoping that she could maybe make it to her dorm room supporting him.*
::hoists Jayne straight up and slings him over his shoulder::
He should be mostly empty of vomitus by now, ::eyes Elizabeth's dress:: sorry.
I'll bunk him in my room tonight after tossing him into the shower for a while. You go get cleaned up and call wherever the hell he's staying right now.
::quickly calls ahead (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandom_clinic/20040.html?thread=587592#t587592) then grabs the still bundled Jayne and rushes for the clinic::
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Was gonna buy you a ring.... and then George... and then...
*pukes, alot*
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*She tried to tug Jayne up, hoping that she could maybe make it to her dorm room supporting him.*
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He should be mostly empty of vomitus by now, ::eyes Elizabeth's dress:: sorry.
I'll bunk him in my room tonight after tossing him into the shower for a while. You go get cleaned up and call wherever the hell he's staying right now.
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Where is he staying? I don't think I even know.
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::sighs as he re-adjusts Jayne's weight::
Why don't we just figure this out in the morning, okay?
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*passes out again*
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::heads for the stairwell back down to the third floor::
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dammit dammit dammit.
::turns off the water and hauls a now sodden Jayne back over his shoulder::
::heads for 302, his room::
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::mutters to himself::
::pulls a blanket onto the floor with his free hand, then lays Jayne down on it, closes and locks the door, then starts to undress Jayne::
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::with a TOWEL to DRY him, perverts::
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::finally notices that those are painful moans, not drunken ones::
::checks Jayne's pulse and temp, then gently pries open his eyelids to check his pupils::
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::quickly calls ahead (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandom_clinic/20040.html?thread=587592#t587592) then grabs the still bundled Jayne and rushes for the clinic::
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Did he stumble past your room, too?
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