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 Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2011 11:55 am
Mot chuckled, rubbing his neck. "Yes, I'm aware its not best to drink too much of it." He wasn't quite that daft. He eyed the drink as the honey dispersed. While he did not care to eat, nor minded the taste of sweets, that honey did look yummy.
Mot winced a bit as Xiu almost burned herself on the cup, taking it from her gingerly. "No kidding." He blew on it a bit, stepping aside and leaning his hip against the counter. He took a sip. It sure tasted good, that was for sure. "Tastes good. How long does it take to work, anyway?" He knew very little about tea magic, after all.
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2011 2:48 pm
"Glad you like it." Xiu smiled, her tail giving a little wag. She had worked hard to find an effective but tasty brew! "And it tends to differ based on size and how much you drink. Maybe...a few minutes?" Unsure what else she should do right now--she wanted to see if the tea worked, but she didn't want to linger around too long if it did make the reaper doze off--she began to gather up her equipment and replace everything in his bag. The tea leaves from the strainer went right into the garbage can, and the teapot...
"Maybe I could leave this here for now." The Baku peered into the teapot, taking in all the tea that was still in there. "In case a cup doesn't work, you can have a little more. I'd say...not to go beyond three cups though." As tiny as the teacup was, she didn't want to risk anything.
After most of her items had been put back into the bag, she turned to look at Mot curiously, her head tilted to the side. "...F-feel anything?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2011 3:40 pm
While he was tall, he was certainly not big. So perhaps one teacup full would do?
"Okay, sure." He stared at the teapot. Well, it was safe enough to leave it with him, he supposed. He then tilted his head to the other side of the room towards FooFoo on the bed.
o w o
. . .
I really hope that runt doesn't try to break it..
"Not beyond three cups, got it.." He murmured, taking another sip of the tea, his unseen eyes fixated on the minipet.
Don't. You. Dare.
* w * ?
....Sigh.
After a while, the tea had been finished. Xiu asked how he felt.
"I...."
Mot put down the teacup.
"..feel.."
He paused.
"..."
He...grinned.
"Oh my JACK. You know what we should do!?" He asked, suddenly on some kind of buzz as he clasped both of Xiu's hands into his own, exciedtly looking at her with hidden eyes. "WE SHOULD TOTALLY GO FIND TREASURE!"
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2011 11:20 pm
OH JACK WHAT HAS SHE DONE TO MOT.
She whimpered at the suddenly change in Mot's disposition, leaning faaaaar back when he suddenly clasped her hands. W-what was he talking about?! "M-mot!?" Xiu squeaked, trying to pull free from him and back away, "W-what treasure? I-it's late! You should be sleeping!" This was not what was supposed to happen! Everyone else who had drank the tea in the past would doze off within minutes!
Maybe he hadn't drank enough? Three cups max--maybe the second one would do it? Hopefully, at least. Of all things to happen, she hadn't expected that he would become more energetic.
Eying the teapot and the teacup from the corner of her eye, she forced a smile on her face and tilted her head back to stare up at the boil. "U-um, y-you know what? S-sure, we can go...look for treasure. But first," She jerked her head in the direction of the tea, "You...you should...drink one more cup before we go okay? J-just to, um, make sure you don't get thirsty on the trip?"
Xiu had no idea what she was saying--she was just making excuses up along the way. Hopefully Mot would go with it though!
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2011 2:44 am
"How can I sleep when there is so much treasure left unfound!?" Mot replied, releasing Xiu to wave his hands in the air to exaggerate his point.
Mot felt great! Refreshed! Energized! He felt like he could take on the whole of HalloweenTown! Was this how Riley felt when she was crowned King? Oh! He could be King!!! He was a Prince, after all!
...should...should he try and eliminate the competition..?
o______o
Mot's insane thought process was cut short then, as Xiu agreed to be his companion in the search for an assassin---wait what? "Oh yeah! I'll need all the energy I can get if I'm going to fight Riley to the death!" He said in a very upbeat manner, pouring another cup of tea and taking a...
...well he chugged it.
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2011 1:22 pm
Xiu whimpered again as three words kept repeating themselves in her head. At that very moment, her train of thought went something like this: I broke Mot, I broke Mot, IbrokeMotIbrokeMotIbrokeMot!
What happened to the quiet, gentlemanly reaper that she had come to know? The reaper who was standing beside her now was flipping out and as talking about finding treasure (she felt like she had heard this treasure thing before though. From Charlie). As strange as he was being, Xiu could at least appreciate the fact that he wasn't thinking anything really crazy or dangerous, right?
Then he mentioned fighting Riley to the death. The poor Baku almost passed out right then and there.
Dear Jack, what in Halloween was this boil thinking?
While Mot, er, drank the tea, Xiu slid over to the remaining herbs in the bag she brought and sniffed them warily. She sifted through them, brows knit together in concentration. No, she hadn't messed up--this was the right combination that had helped others previously. Just with Mot, well...
Perhaps it just didn't agree with him? Swallowing nervously, she waited to see if the second cup would have any effect.
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2011 5:19 am
The second cup of tea was soon gone. The excited jittering Mot had been experiencing subsided. He looked down at his tea cup, for a long while. Then, somehow, his lips formed into a deep frown. Almost... sad.
"I.... can't b'lieve I want'd tuh keel my Captaaaaiiin..." Mot whimpered, flopping down unceremoniously on the floor onto his rear. His usually formal-ish speech seemed slurred and un-thought out.
The teacup dangled from his finger as his arms sat lazily at his side. He shook his hatted head slowly. "Ima horrible, horrible, horrible, friend. All fer a crown!" The teacup was left on the floor on it's side as Mot buried his face in his hands. "I dun deserve tuh sleep!!"
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2011 12:46 pm
...Oh, Jack. Xiu wasn't sure how she was supposed to fix this.
Despite her assumption that another cup of tea would do the trick and make him fall asleep, it...well, it was pretty damn obvious that it didn't work just by looking at him. The Baku could only watch, frozen, as her reaper friend began to lament his previous idea of trying to kill Riley. While Xiu was glad that he had dropped the idea, she didn't want him to feel bad about it. Not this bad, at least.
On the bright side, though? Maybe the tea was working in it's own way. The first cup had made him excited and energized, and the second cup has made him far more...mellow, albeit a very depressed mellow. Maybe, just maybe, the last cup would put him to sleep.
With this in mind, the ghoul stooped down to pat Mot on his hatted head. "N-now now, Mot," She said, trying to sound soothing, "It was just a...a temporary lapse in judgment, is all! It's all in the past now."
She reached out to take the empty teacup that he had deposited on the floor, holding it up to his eye level for him to see (or where she guessed his eyes to be underneath that hat of his). "B-but if it'll make you feel better, what do you say that we talk about it over a nice cup of tea? It might make you feel better." The last cup, in fact, and hopefully one that would actually do as it was supposed to.
Xiu was really going to have to review her herb mixture when she got back to the dorm room.
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Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2011 6:33 am
Mot's head tilted up after the head/hat pats, grimacing as he listened to Xiu's attempts to coax him into having more tea. "But.. but the tea wants me to kill Riley." Mot stammered, curling into a ball. He was certainly a sorry sight. "Can't take anymore tea." Mot started pushing his feet out, pushing himself backward until he was leaning against the edge of his bed with his back.
Yes. No tea. Tea meant BAD things!
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Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2011 2:18 pm
"N-no!" Xiu squeaked quickly, waving her hands, "It's not the tea that's making you--" She cut herself off, halting to a stop. She couldn't very well imply that it was Mot who wanted to kill Riley! At least, the friendly, gentlemanly reaper never seemed like the type, and he was clearly distressed right now.
As she tried to figure out a way to convince the reaper that her tea was not evil, she went to pour the last cup. Holding it carefully between her cupped hands, she sat down on the floor and scooted over until she was sitting beside Mot. "I promise you that the tea isn't going to make you kill Riley," She told him firmly, though in the back of her mind, she had to wonder if this was true. A lot of things that weren't supposed to happen already did occur, after all. "I-I mean, I like Riley! I wouldn't have made this for you if it provoked, um, mindflayer hunting."
Maybe she could use another approach. Her uncle did tell her that there was one strength of hers that she could abuse if needed. Letting her ears and her tail droop, Xiu stared up at Mot with the best and saddest doe eyes she could manage. "You...you don't trust me?" As she spoke, she timidly held up the teacup full of tea.
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Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2011 7:09 pm
Mot sighed softly, seeming less outrageously sad, and more so depressed, slouching as he got out of his ball form. Not the tea? Then what?
"...oh. Is it cuz i aint been sleepn'?" He asked in an uncharacteristic slang and slur. He sighed again, taking the cup gingerly. "Well.. if I sleep, I'll be fine, right?" He pouted, staring down into the cup forlornly.
Mot flinched at her last words, looking up to meet her face. "No! I trust Xiu! Xiu is amazin' 'n kind!" He blurted out, clutching the cup tightly. He had to drink this! For Xiu!
Mot then drank the tea.
All of it. The last cup.
Mot... looked woozy... and unsteady. "woah..."
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Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2011 11:29 pm
Wow, uncle was right! The sad face really did work wonders! She watched with a mixture of satisfaction and concern as Mot tossed back the last cup of tea, waiting anxiously to see what happened. This was their last chance--hopefully it would do something positive.
Xiu perked up with alarm when she noticed the way the reaper was swaying. Thankful that he was at least sitting on the ground, she tried to hold him up and scanned the expression on his face. Was it finally taking effect? If this cup just made him as hyper as before, she would probably have to go get Nurse Cricket.
...Or maybe Levi or Shun. Did they know how to put people in sleeper holds?
"Mot? Mot, are you okay?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2011 6:20 pm
It wasn't as if Mot had never experienced fatigue before, but certainly he had not felt it quite like this. Mot moaned as Xiu steadied him. His head felt heavy, his mind felt fuzzy, and his eyes burned like they needed to stay shut. His unseen eyes blinked slowly, his head tilting ever slightly upward. "Um... I'm okay... dizzy.." He answered softly, having trouble keeping himself sitting up. "I think it's working.." Meaning he was damn tired. He moaned again, as if keeping himself awake was difficult and straining. Maybe he should pull himself into bed?
...
That would take effort...
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2011 7:52 pm
The tea indeed seemed to be taking effect (two cups late, but at least it was starting to do something it was supposed to). The only problem was...well, she couldn't leave Mot to fall asleep on the floor, now could she? Taking the empty cup, she moved it aside so that it wouldn't get in their way. "O-okay, Mot. Let's get you to bed." Had she been strong enough, Xiu would have just princess-carried Mot and tossed him onto the bed. Unfortunately, she had to do this the harder way.
Taking hold of his arm, she slung it over her shoulder and struggled to stand up with the extra weight. Staggering, she glanced quickly towards the reaper, praying that he was conscious enough that he could hold himself up for a minute or two.
...Please don't pass out while she was still carrying him.
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2011 8:03 pm
Mot seemed to lazily comply with Xiu's motions, leaning on the much smaller ghoul as she helped him to his feet. Woooah... Standing up was even more dizzying. Mot was disoriented, but not so much that he was not conscience of Xiu's presence. He pulled away from her, allowing himself to sit on his bed with his own power. He swayed unsteadily, groaning. "Damn... should have changed before... ohwell.." Not like he had never slept fully clothed before!
More than that, Mot couldn't even be bothered to get under the covers. The reaper simply, and suddenly, passed out onto his side, his legs still dangling off the side of the bed, his hat pushed up from the impact upon the pillow.
Out like a light.
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