Sick

[Aryn Vernier]

She slammed the door behind her, not caring if it woke anyone up. Rather ungracefully, she flopped down on her bed, hung her head over the side, and promptly puked. Again. At least she didn't have any roommates to bitch. She'd clean up the mess later when she felt better. Fucking tranq.

[wolf]

Jason shot out of his room annoyed by the loud sound, and now the place smelled like vomit. He didn't care if the person was drunk, sick or any other number of things, he wanted to pound them. He followed his nose towards the room.

[Aryn Vernier]

She still had her head hung over the edge of the bed, but she was starting to feel a bit better..But not by much. She coughed a few times and laid her head over, closing her eyes. As it were, she could feel a nasty headache forming. Typical of getting tranqed.

[wolf]

Jason banged on the door, he hoped the bastard that slammed the door would have a hangover or anything, just to know that he was smiting him.

[Aryn Vernier]

She slowly lifted her head, her enhanced hearing not helping her headache. It took her a moment to pinpoint the banging. "FUCK OFF!." She managed the bellow, the words coming out somewhat slurred.

[wolf]

Jason growled low, "WHAT THE HELL IS THE MATTER WITH YOU THAT YOU HAD TO SLAM YOU FUCKING DOOR WHEN PEOPLE ARE TRYING TO FUCKING SLEEP, YOU DAMN IDIOT!" He was half ready to kick the door in.

[Aryn Vernier]

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" She snarled before clawing at a pillow to put over her head. As it was, she had nearly had enough with all the mutants. They could drop off the face of the earth for all she cared.

[wolf]

Jason kicked the door open. "Goddammit, fucking sticking up the damn place." Jason stared at the vomit in disgust. "Don't even puke in the fucking toilet." Jason snarled walking out to find a carpet cleaner, it took him a while to find the cleaning closet, manage to open it, grab the thing and get back after examine the new smell that would be filling the halls. He plugged the thing in and without speaking anymore cleaned up the vomit. He didn't even care to look at who he had been yelling at.

[Aryn Vernier]

The last straw was when whoever it was kicked open the door. Hell, she hadn't even bothered to lock the damn thing. Fumbling at the edge of the mattress, she grabbed the handle of the knife she kept there. Dragging herself into a sitting position, she tried to focus on the person. Pointing the knife at them, she growled. "Get the fuck out of my room before I gut you."

Obviously, she was in no mood to do such. Her eyes were unfocused, and her hand shook somewhat..And there wasn't a drop of alcohol smell on her.

[wolf]

"I'd like to see you try." Jason growled setting the carpet cleaner to the side. He wasn't about to take anything from someone who could hardly hold their hand steady.

[Aryn Vernier]

She hissed at him. Aryn knew she couldn't do much. She just wanted him out of her room. He had no right in being here.

[wolf]

Jason snatched the knife and threw it into the floor right next to his foot. "I'm leaving anyway." He took the carpet cleaner and headed towards the door.

[Aryn Vernier]

And there was a reason why she was going to leave the puke till morning..She promptly flopped onto her stomach and emptied her stomach again. Although this time it was mainly dry heaves. Still not pleasant.

[wolf]

Jason twitched and just left the building all together, he'd sleep outside.