22 [Audio//Zandali + Translated Text]

[drinkuntilidie]

[Anyone listening to their journal right now gets to hear the delightful sound of Kevas retching into a bucket. He's tried to keep his suffering silent for as long as he can, but with all the vomiting, shaking, and his head feeling like it's splitting open, Kevas just doesn't care any more.]

I want someone to do me a favor.

[Kevas sounds tired and absolutely miserable right now.]

Find a gun, come to my room, put it against my head, and pull the trigger. I'd apprecia-[Hang on, he's emptying out his stomach again.]

Appreciate it.

Comments

[audio]

[needsnobottle]

Hey, pointing out the obvious is my job. Don't make me court martial you for insubordination.

[She'll do it soldier. You can hear it in her tone. Or maybe that's laughter.]

[Zandali + Translated Text]

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

Wasn't aware that I severed under you.

[audio]

[needsnobottle]

Point, and it sounds like you have enough commanding officers as it is.

[Zandali + Translated Text]

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

More like a wife and a very stubborn friend.

[audio]

[needsnobottle]

Isn't wife just another word for C.O.?

[Can you tell she's smiling? Cause she is.]

[Zandali + Translated Text]

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

Might as well be.