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[milliways_sawyer]

Sawyer's walking down the hall to his room, his newly-acquired tube of lotion in his crusty, green right hand. He has to stop after every couple of doors to rest, catch his breath. It's during one of these stops that he realizes that his skin isn't just crusty.

It's scaly.

Like, lizard scales scaly.

He groans and slides down the wall to a sitting position. Resting is nice.

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[milliways_sawyer]

"Thanks for the lecture. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to get back to my room and die now." Sawyer turns and starts stumbling down the hall.

[friggin-gift.livejournal.com]

"Suit yourself." He knows he's not getting anywhere with Sawyer. "See you around, Sawyer."

[milliways_sawyer]

He grunts... and as soon as Boone is out of sight, he slides back down to the floor.