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Room 225/227 [Late Sunday Night]
Jan. 20th, 2008 08:13 pmSpecial Police Dekaranger:
Two detectives: Burning hearts, fighting cool, and currently very, very drunk, stumble back towards the dorms. Their mission: to find their beds and collapse. The objective is... half-completed, as Jasmine and Sen-chan make it as far as the bed Sen-chan slept in last night. It's decided that this is good enough, and the two of them promptly pass out on said bed.
RIC (*not* Murphy, thank-you) would be facepalming right now, if robot dogs could facepalm.
Sleep on, Tokusou Sentai Dekaranger!
[ooc: establishy. because we are on crack and couldn't resist.]
Two detectives: Burning hearts, fighting cool, and currently very, very drunk, stumble back towards the dorms. Their mission: to find their beds and collapse. The objective is... half-completed, as Jasmine and Sen-chan make it as far as the bed Sen-chan slept in last night. It's decided that this is good enough, and the two of them promptly pass out on said bed.
RIC (*not* Murphy, thank-you) would be facepalming right now, if robot dogs could facepalm.
Sleep on, Tokusou Sentai Dekaranger!
[ooc: establishy. because we are on crack and couldn't resist.]
