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[[Location: IN YOUR HOME]]

[That's right, it's about that time again.  The Captain had a night out drinking (like most nights).  Having gotten thoroughly lost again, he has walked into a random house.  They all look the same right?  Well it's your house!  You will find The Captain in the morning having entered late at night and passed out.

He is mostly uninjured (for now) except for a few bruises and scrapes.

Any of these situations are possible:


--The Captain is asleep on your living room couch.  There are anywhere between 1 and 4 bottles of alcohol lying on your floor.  Some are not empty.  Some have been left to pour out on your carpet letting the smell of alcohol fill the room.

--The Captain is passed out in your bathtub/shower!  He sort of just fell and stayed where he landed, no matter how uncomfortable it looks.  He may have urinated in your sink.  There is a bottle of bourbon floating in your toilet.

--The Captain failed to even work a door handle or window and is on your front porch curled up and sleeping, cuddling a bottle of whiskey.  There are a couple other bottles littering your front yard.  The gate to your fence is likely broken.

--The Captain is in your car, finding the back seat comfortable.  His discarded, half drunk, bottle of vodka is laying on your front seat. 

--The Captain somehow made it onto your roof.  It's a wonder since the last time he took a drunken tumble.  Still, he laid on his back snoring loudly.  His discarded bottle of liquor has rolled into your gutter.

--Maybe you are lucky and The Captain is awake!  He has not realized what home he is in.  He is in your kitchen with a bowl of cereal, eating and praying for his hangover to go away.  Your fridge is open.  Your milk is open and on the counter.  Your cereal is open and spilled a bit on the counter.

Do as you would if any of these events occurred in your home.]

Date: 2010-03-23 10:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] buildstherobots.livejournal.com
[Dist is not, generally, grateful to be woken up earlier than intended. The noise is making it difficult to stay asleep, though, so he groggily heads out of the garage and gives Olivier an annoyed look.]

What the hell?

Date: 2010-03-24 04:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] heartstar-blues.livejournal.com
[The Captain, not aware she was aiming to hit him with a metal can, was snoring and laid out on his back on the roof still. How the hell did he get up there? There wasn't even a ladder nearby!]

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