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[fuckitybye]

[Malcolm's been awake for the last few hours and doing nothing but reading through all the postings he's missed while in his hiatus coma. Colour him gobsmacked.]

Right.

So, this sort of thing happen often around here? Go for a quick lie-down and wake up a fucking week later?

...

Glad to see you fucks made it back from the Bank Holiday of the Living Dead, anyhow. Really fucking glad I missed out on it too

ADDED LATER: [Private to the Baroness]
Hey, look, I'm sorry I stood you up, yeah? I didn't expect I was going to fall into a fucking coma before meeting you.


[OOC: And with this, I am officially back from hiatus. Hello to all the new folks who arrived while I was away!]

Comments

[cantblameagirl]

Bank Holiday of the Living Dead, that's funny.

I think it's utterly ruined malls for me.

[acid_rayne]

In a word? Yep...

[cisskabob]

I'd say you picked the right week for it, though.

[bob-fraser-snr.livejournal.com]

I've seen it happen quite a few times. Do you feel well rested at least?

[yourunichase]

Glad to fucking see you're fucking alive, Malcolm.

Paddy's in the infirmary, he got fucking munched on.

I am in fucking need of a fucking drink.

Though I will be so slow it isn't funny, I'M NOT LEAVING YOU, DAMNIT.

[some-kinda-hero.livejournal.com]

At first I was really worried and now? I'm just grateful. Because it meant you were safe. Are safe. Whatever.

Private-viewable to Uhura.

[no-nanomites.livejournal.com]

It's all right, darling. You can make it up to me by telling me all about over a nice cup of coffee when the aftermath from the zombies blows over.