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The Continuing Adventures of Bungalow Bill - Dancing Bears - 05-05-2009
Lev woke up... it was one of those slow wakings, the brain sluggishly shaking off the cloud that came to inhabit his head the night before. Lev tried to stand, his head slamming against the bulkhead. Which got him thinking.... Why would there be a bulkhead in his bedroom...no that didnt make any sense, none at all. As he looked around the room, he realized he wasn't in his home at all, not that he minded all that much at the moment, as his house was a hovel, more due to lack of care than poor construction. Lev wasn't much for keeping his place clean or organized. Sanitary wasn't really in Lev's vocabulary. He wasn't dirty mind you, just a bit lazy, and unmotivated. Getting back to the matter at hand, Lev found the lights and flipped the switch....he was on a bridge, not a big one, more like a cockpit, but he could walk around fairly easily. Fishing around in his pocket, he pulled a cigarette out, lighting it, he sat down and looked around, what the hell had happened, how in the hell had he gotten here? Pulling up the console, Lev looked at the ship information, a Border World Transport, Zoner Guard tagged and ID'ed, Capitan, Lev Shestov. Well, that didnt make sense at all... Lev realized the tobacco wasnt going to cut it this morning, and he went fishing into his pocket for something else, he produced a bag of Synthweed and a pipe, sitting down again, Lev thought to himself that this was going to be interesting at the least.
The Continuing Adventures of Bungalow Bill - Dancing Bears - 03-07-2010
Lev rolled over on the couch. It had been awhile since he first found himself out in space. All in all, it had been a trip... yea man, it was a trip. Now he was in Baffin... into the "Gold" and crashing out on the old man's couch... The head was a fog... oh yea, a fog. Lev was slowly swimming in the purple cloud he created in Mal's living room. Figured the old man wouldn't mind..... didn't really care at this point, sooooooo foggy.... Ain't no problem forgetting about the things you dont want to forget, forget them all the time, but that stuff you really want to forget, hard to get it out of your head....time to add to the cloud, the wavey wondery cloud, maybe he could forget about her with this hit.... she wouldn't get out of his head though, swimming through his mind, bottom over top and top over bottom.... that commodore girly from liberty..... swimming back and forth in the fog.