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[USEC_OFFICER]

Alice looks faintly embarrassed by Wilson's situation but is polite enough not to bring attention to it. "If this is a bad time for you, then I could return some other day. If not, I am Alice Fowler, reporter for The Times. It's good to meet you, Mr. Wilson. I assume that you are like everyone else here and have no idea what is going on?"

[SOLDIER First]

She may notice the beautiful campsite he has set up

Wilson looks at Yamal a last time before shaking his head at Alice.

"It's not a bad time, Alice. Nice to meet you.
Well, I don't really know... because I was very drunk, very recently. I get over it quickly. I'm reasonably certain I know why we're all here, though."

[USEC_OFFICER]

"Reasonably certain? You do not sound very confident about our purpose here," Alice points out as she adjusts her glasses. She noticed the campsite. She notices everything. "Might I ask why you get over being drunk so quickly? I remember you being quite intoxicated earlier, yet now you seem to be quite fine." Told you.

[TheBiggerFish]

Alanis seems to have wandered away from Kyle and back to where Alice and Wilson are.

"Hey Wilson, hey, um....Did I ever get your name?"

[SOLDIER First]

He shrugs.
"It happens like that. One minute I'm, well, off my ass, and the next I'm perfectly fine.
As long as I don't get addicted, that is."[/coor]

He adjusts his own glasses.

"Maybe it's the content of the drink.."

[TheBiggerFish]

_{^{"Or it's mechanics."}}
"Maybe.  I doubt it."

[SOLDIER First]

"Er, sorry?"

[TheBiggerFish]

"Hm?  I doubt that's it."

[SOLDIER First]

(("Sorry, I didn't hear what you said," actually.))

[USEC_OFFICER]

Alanis seems to have wandered away from Kyle and back to where Alice and Wilson are.

"Hey Wilson, hey, um....Did I ever get your name?"

"I'm Alice Fowler, reporter for The Times. I have no idea whether you'd recognize the name, but I suppose that it makes me feel better saying it. And you are?"

He shrugs.
"It happens like that. One minute I'm, well, off my ass, and the next I'm perfectly fine.
As long as I don't get addicted, that is."

He adjusts his own glasses.

"Maybe it's the content of the drink.."

"Hmmm? What do you mean? What is your theory as to your strange ability to recover so quickly from intoxication? I know that some beings, such as the Shin Oni, are highly resistant to the effects of drugs yet I have never heard of any which can recover from them as fast as you have. Once it aculimates it takes the body time to dispose of it." Naturally Alice pulls out her notebook from her purse, so that she can write down everything that Wilson tells her.

[SOLDIER First]

"Shin Oni.. Is.. is that Chinese?
Actually, never mind. I'm... Actually not sure how.. Maybe it's just me. I mean, I got shot in the head, and I'm perfectly fine, so.."

[TheBiggerFish]

"Ah, we have met.

Alanis Radbot, sorceress.  In case we haven't and I'm just remembering the other reporter.

If I may interject, it's probably narrativium that does it, but don't agree with me because apparently the very obvious connections between...Oh, nevermind.  I'd rather avoid getting punched, or another breakdown or whatever the heck it was that happened earlier..."

[SOLDIER First]

"Narra what..? Breakdown? Who's punching who..?"

[TheBiggerFish]

"You probably don't have Terry Pratchett so it's a long story.  But basically, the powers of the narrative or plot or necessity of the story.

You were drunk when that happened.

There's at least two candidates for who's punching, but it's always me that gets punched..."

[USEC_OFFICER]

"Shin Oni.. Is.. is that Chinese?
Actually, never mind. I'm... Actually not sure how.. Maybe it's just me. I mean, I got shot in the head, and I'm perfectly fine, so.."

"Japanese, actually. If any of them were here to hear you they would have attacked you by now. The Japanese and Chinese have been almost constantly at war more more than two centuries now. They have plenty of bad blood between them." Alice seems somewhat surprised to hear that Wilson was shot in the head once and gets ready to write everything down. "Really? And what was that like? I'm sure that it was unpleasant, but I want to know the other details too."

"Ah, we have met.

Alanis Radbot, sorceress.  In case we haven't and I'm just remembering the other reporter.

If I may interject, it's probably narrativium that does it, but don't agree with me because apparently the very obvious connections between...Oh, nevermind.  I'd rather avoid getting punched, or another breakdown or whatever the heck it was that happened earlier..."

"Ah. You're a Caster, I assume? What fields do you specialize in?" Alice ignores the rest of Alanis's musings, sensing that it is a bit of a sensitive matter at the moment. It would be best to ask about it later, when they're all alone.