[ HOLY DISORIENTATION BATMAN! is a good exclamation for how Nick feels and looks.
Drenched from the liquid from the tube he has just crawled out of, he is popping a couple of pills into his blood-tainted mouth, as if someone had just pulled out one of his teeth (on a closer inspection, he has them all however). Rubbing his hand against his lips to wipe them clean, he swallows the pills and tilts his chin up and down in a sort of 'hello', holding his bag to his chest. He's not dressed in his uniform, he's only wearing socks, boxers and an old t-shirt.
He's a classy dude, can't you tell? ]
Heeey. I have no idea what's going on and I don't remember having any tequila last night, so-- what the fuck is this? I love sci-fi as much as any other guy, but I think I'm tripping out.
Really fucking badly.
Where the hell am I?
Drenched from the liquid from the tube he has just crawled out of, he is popping a couple of pills into his blood-tainted mouth, as if someone had just pulled out one of his teeth (on a closer inspection, he has them all however). Rubbing his hand against his lips to wipe them clean, he swallows the pills and tilts his chin up and down in a sort of 'hello', holding his bag to his chest. He's not dressed in his uniform, he's only wearing socks, boxers and an old t-shirt.
He's a classy dude, can't you tell? ]
Heeey. I have no idea what's going on and I don't remember having any tequila last night, so-- what the fuck is this? I love sci-fi as much as any other guy, but I think I'm tripping out.
Really fucking badly.
Where the hell am I?
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