There's a thunk and the sound of hollow pipes hidden behind the wall straining to remember how to flow. There was a slight shudder - briefly rousing a few of the people enough for them to open their red eyes and roll over to sleep again - and then nothing. And then water; so very much water.<br/><br/>The stuff burst from the nozzle and rushed out over Senti - who had stood a little too close for the sudden onslaught! - and the three or four people sleeping directly in the line of fire. Water washed heavily over them, warm and horrendously clean. Even they couldn't sleep through that.<br/><br/>Two of them bolted, running, tripping, and just generally trying to get the hell out of there as fast as they were physically able, as though something in there was about to kill them. The drugs in their systems undoubtedly added to the paranoia that saw them fleeing. Another person - a young girl - curled around to face away from the main water and settled with getting a wet back, trying to sleep through it.<br/><br/>But those three were a small background distraction compared to the enormous brute who clambered to his feet. He looked more or less with it; most likely because he was build like a wall, and walls didn't get so terribly affected by drugs. Indeed the water seemed to have done little other than switch him from sleeping, to furious; his only two real states. He snarled at her. "What the -fuck- are you doin'?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>