DreamLyrics™ Play-by-Post Forums Modern/Historical DUC: Durham University Campus Hangover Saturday

Quite a few of you wake up with bad heads in the morning, principally Skye, Emma and Ian. Luckily their main practice session with My Harding wasn't until the afternoon with the first round bouts of the competition starting on the Monday morning. Most of you wake up in your own beds with the exception of Skye and Emma.

Levon

He wakes up early as a sliver of sunlight creeps into the dorm room. Within the next half hour he begins his typical morning routine. He starts with meditation and when he's ready he transition into the physical routine which starts with yoga and then moves on to the more rigorous flexibility and core strength routines. He does this in the room as quietly as he can without waking his roommate. After that he laces up his running shoes and makes good use of them knowing that some of his friends will likely still be dreaming when he returns and is ready for the day to really begin.

Henri

He forced himself to drink as much water as he could to help with a potential hangover before falling into a dreamless sleep. Not too long later his bladder wakes him up far too early. Returning to his room as quiet as possible so as to not wake up Ian, Henri with bleary eyes takes a peek out the rooms window to find the sun has not even come up yet. Grumbling under his breath, he easily falls back to sleep and this time having some pleasant dreams about Miranda.

It is well past 9:00 A.M. when his brain finally figures it is time to wake up. Luckily his head is not feeling too bad, as he quickly grabs some clothes on to make his way to the shared bathroom to fully wake up. Feeling better after a good shower, he lazily walks back to his room and will check to see if Ian is awake or not.

Emma

Emma wakes up and wishes someone would turn off the sun. Even this early it was a bit too bright. Still... she looked around... where the hell was she? Oh right, trip and a martial arts thing... pub crawl last night, and then she was going to wait for Skye. Looks like she had a good time last night, too Emma thinks as she fights back a smile. Too much facial movement this morning... no smile, nothing until she was able to get some water and get rid of this headache.

Emma slowly, painstakingly, got out of her costume and grabbed a robe, heading to the shower.

A long while later, emerging, she felt a bit better, and got dressed for the day. Where was Skye? Oh right, they were doing practice this morning. Well, thankfully Em was not on the team, and she could get some breakfast, a lot of water, and maybe a bit of something for her head.

Getting dressed, she grabbed her phone and texted Skye... Hey you! Hope you had a fun night last night, just checking in. Emma was not worried about Skye, she could take care of herself, but after last year, well, being careful was second nature now.

[OOC Skye is in Emma's bed ]

Ian

The base of the toilet was not what he was expecting when he slowly opened his eyes. But that explained why his bed partner was smooth and cool to the touch. Not to mention smelling a little but that was neither here nor there. Stiffly he peels himself off the floor and steadies himself. Stretching to a little as a dagger of pain knifes behind his eyes.

"Not the way I was expecting to wake up," he grumbles to himself as joints pop from his awkward sleeping position.

Still stretching as he shuffles back to his room. He needed to find his phone if only to learn the time. And while I'm at it I need to find some meds for this headache. Each step jostling the dagger.

Thoughts of the night before came flooding back. The drinking. the riddles. The pubs. But they all became muddled as the night went on. Did he actually dance with... Maybe. It all felt otherworldly as if he had an out of body experience the night before. As if he''d only been a puppet.

"Ok... need to get focused. Competition day. What the hell was I thinking drinking that much the night before a competition?"

Finally finding his phone, he scrolls through looking for any clue. Finding none, he texts the others.

Anyone else alive yet?

Levon

Been up for hours. Was going to head somewhere to grab breakfast. Wanna join me? he responds in the group text.

Where's the best place for that? The school cafeteria?

Yes, the cafeteria where all the food is free for you visitors.

Emma

As Em was about to text Skye, she noticed her in Emma's own bed. Oh what a morning, her head must have been bothering her more than she thought to not have noticed before. Still, a hangover cure was needed, and obviously Skye needed a bit more sleep, so Emma headed out.

OOC: Thanks, I missed that!

Ian

Will meet U in the caf... 15 min... NE1 else?

Tossing the phone on the bed he jumps in the shower and changes before heading down to the cafeteria. Briefly checking his phone for any other responses before heading there.

{Skye}

**Gawd…what is that buzz? Gawd..what is that terrible taste? So thirsty.. Gawd-dammit. Stop buzzing.** Skye’s phone was next to her head and all she wanted to do was crawl deeper under the covers. She realized that she still had her red dress on…and…that she was thirsty…and her feet were sore. Did she still have one heel on?

Another text buzz came through. Skye growled at it, but finally half-opened her eye to see Ian and Levon’s messages. Oh, Levon was going to have a field day with her. She put the phone back down and stretched herself out on to her back. She gathered her thoughts. Okay…she remembered the two nice local girls…**umm..Laverne and Shirley…no Dawn and Shirley.** A whack dance with everyone sitting on the floor. **what the heel was that…** Gossip about a couple of the girls in the competition. **Be ready for Kayla.** And then a lot of giggles coming back. **But no sex….dammit….And why was Emma in my bed?**

The other two girls had already left her to be dead in bed. She was really curious what happened between the budding lovers Miranda and Henri…and **didn’t Ian and Emma start to hit it off….** So much gossip to discover.

Skye’s body finally got the better of her mind and she forced herself up - kicking off her right high-heel. She smiled, despite a bit of a hangover. It had been a good night, despite not getting some. She slipped out of her dress (and sexy unmentionables that didn’t get a proper showing, she groused) and grabbed her toiletries to shower. She rooted around her bag for the Nuun tablets, Advil, and water bottle. **Gawd I need coffee too!**

After about 45 minutes and doing some stretches in the shower, Skye had gotten ready. She was starving now.

She sent out a group text: It was Ms. Scarlet. In the bar. Hammered. What have I missed this morning? Need food and coffee. And retail therapy?

Levon

There were stories about one of his idols, Coby Bryant, which the young black kid from Harlem tried to use as a barometer for himself. It was a standard to approach - Levon knew he would never match it. One story was about about training camp before the 2008 Olympics. The team, filled with superstars, arrived in Las Vegas and decided to meet at breakfast at 8am to kick off the first day of training camp. Kobe comes into the dining room with ice on his knees, his outfit drenched with sweat. He had already put in a three hour workout.

This was how Levon thought, especially on tournament days. Ian was the first to respond to his text and they met at the cafeteria. It would be a high protein breakfast today so he ordered a full, proper British Breakfast. Scrambled with bacon but he skipped the beans not wanting to be gassy at all today.

He places his tray on the table and straddles the chair before saying to Ian, "So tell me about last night. Looks like you had a rough one... Oh, wait. Looks like Skye's up too."

He stops to answer her, "In the caf. My eggs are getting cold. Get your boney behind down here."

Then back to Ian, "So, tell me what you can remember."

Henri

Getting back to the room and not seeing Ian, he hunts for his phone, quickly finding it and reads the group texts, and responds with a 'Be there soon'.

Hungry as well, he quickly makes his way to the cafeteria and it takes him a minute to spot Ian and Levon sitting down at their table. Grabbing a coffee to go with some toast, bacon, and a sweet roll, he grabs a chair and says, "Good morning guys!"

Miranda

She had risen with the sun, a feeling of excitement deep inside. Nothing to do with the tournament tomorrow but very much more to do with Henri and last night. This morning she really feel like a girlfriend. And it feels great. Still buzzing and aware of the practice session this afternoon, she heads out for a run, then a shower. Her two roommates still asleep, she snaps a quick pic of them both, notes Levon's message and decides to head for breakfast. She wants to see if Henri is up but also doesn't want to wake him. He'll get the message too. So she adds...

**Be there in 5" with a smiley

...and heads out. After collecting some museli, yohurt, juice and a pastry, she spots Levon and Ian and goes to sit with them.

"Morning. Had a great time yesterday."

All smiles this morning.

Ian

Was his stomach still flipping from the night before or was it because he was hungry. What he did know was Levon was right. They needed the energy boost. He joins Levon in ordering an English breakfast but with the beans. Their addition might give him an added boost of energy. Or else just propel him forward if they make him gassy he thinks.

"Last night? You tell me. I hardly remember anything after our drinks at the pub after we got the results. Know I ordered an Ale but nothing after that."

Miranda

"We left early after dancing for a while."

She busies herself in her museli, adding milk and dipping in her spoon.

Levon
"Well I left early...way before you did anything stupid" he answered Ian before gulping down some orange juice. "Well? Did he?" he smirks as he asks the others that joined them.

Emma

Emma finally appears, and after grabbing something to eat, heads to the others. "Morning everyone, what's the haps this morning?"

Finally all the gang are together at the table joining in breakfast.

[nudge]

Ian

He'd noticed when Emma came in. Mixed feelings. Happiness to see her but a dread in case he made a fool of himself at the pub after the contest. He decided to play it cool like nothing happened. Choking down some of his breakfast, he smiles as Miranda and Emma join them.

"Good morning."

Levon

"Well, the crew's all here! What's today's schedule? I want to hit the gym for my second workout before the match. Do we have time?"

Emma

"I thought today was a practice day? I know a few of us were thinking of doing some shopping at some point."

{Skye}

It was a fashion statement, but the sunglasses really helped the morning glare as she made her way to the canteen. As she entered, the others were already there nearly done with their breakfast. She waved and then went directly for the coffee, bacon, and toast. It was a little off her training food, but gawd it tasted good as she took a bite of bacon and a drag of coffee as she sat down with her friends.'

"Training. Should have been in training for last night." She fake groaned and then grinned. But she kept the sunglasses on....for fashion's sake. **Right....** In truth, she'd had worse mornings but the initial getting up and around had been a little rougher than expected. She took another hit of coffee.

"Swimming and shopping for swim costumes, wasn't it?" She offered. "Oh. And we should compare notes on opponents. Lot's of chatter last night...and why do the Brits dance on their butts?"

Henri

He is not interested at all in shopping, but he will need to return the costume at the very least so he says, "I might as well tag along to the shops since I have to return the costume. Then don't mind going for a swim."