brownie overdose

[icy-chemistry.livejournal.com]

[he knew this was going to happen. there are only so many brownies one can consume before getting ill, and an entire plate full is far past that line for him. he shouldn't have agreed to let the damn man- god- whatever he was- use him to get coffee. so now he's just heading for the kitchen to make himself some tea to calm his stomach.]

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[radiantbloom.livejournal.com]

[found garden, found bathroom, found an empty and unclaimed bedroom...all that's left is the kitchen. And that too is found easily enough - regardless of a few wrong turns here and there. So have an Aerith in there currently making a pitcher of salty lemonade, quietly humming a snatch of melody.]

[icy-chemistry.livejournal.com]

[he sends her a... well, it's not quite an annoyed look, but he's rather grumpy and it shows on his face as he enters. deciding the best option is to ignore her, he starts searching for tea; bags, leaves, he doesn't care so long as it's calming.]

[radiantbloom.livejournal.com]

[oh, but she has experience dealing with grumpy and/or stoic people. Vexen's look is responded to with a brief smile before she goes back to meticulously slicing up lemons]

Need any help?

[icy-chemistry.livejournal.com]

[augh happy person. he just shakes his head, scowling.]

Unless you know where the tea is, then no.

[radiantbloom.livejournal.com]

[helpful person too?]

The cabinet to your left, upper shelf.

[icy-chemistry.livejournal.com]

[well at least that's a plus. digging through the cabinet she pointed out, he finds the tea and lets out a small sigh.]

Thank you.

[radiantbloom.livejournal.com]

You're welcome.

[sets aside some slices to use as garnish while she juices the remaining halves]

Stress?

[icy-chemistry.livejournal.com]

[goes about setting up the kettle and waits for the water to boil.]

Illness. I agreed to something which led to my consuming more brownies than should be humanly possible.

[grump grump.]

[radiantbloom.livejournal.com]

[washes her hands clean and dries them on a washcloth before filling the pitcher with water]

Not a dare, I hope.

[icy-chemistry.livejournal.com]

[snorts quietly.]

Not anything so juvenile, no. I allowed myself to be possessed so one of this place's more... incorporeal inhabitants could have some coffee. Unfortunately, he decided he wanted something to eat as well.

[radiantbloom.livejournal.com]

[she laughs quietly, though it's not meant to be mocking. She pours the juice in the pitcher, also putting in a fair amount of sugar (and some...salt) and mixing it up with a spoon]

That's very kind of you to do so.

[icy-chemistry.livejournal.com]

Mm.

[he's not about to agree to that; he's not used to being a 'kind' person. soon enough the kettle's boiling anyways, so he turns his attention to that, pouring the water into his mug.]

[radiantbloom.livejournal.com]

[smiles but says nothing. She finishes stirring and tastes the lemonade with the spoon. Perfect~, even if Leon never drank any back home.]

You should teach whoever it is not to overindulge though.

[stranding.livejournal.com]

[doesn't even notice him, sucking on an ice lolly.]

l-lol oh u

[icy-chemistry.livejournal.com]

[just. searching for the damn tea.]

8)

[stranding.livejournal.com]

[eye flutters o--sputters, and almost yelps out in his British accent.]

Professor?

[icy-chemistry.livejournal.com]

[it doesn't register right away that Riku's talking to him, but once it does he's turning to look at him with an eyebrow raised.]

One of my future students, I suppose?

[stranding.livejournal.com]

[and well, it's no secret that he does love himself some Chemistry. but he looks away and nods, supplying a quiet--]

... yes, sir. If you teach at Ultima, that is.

[icy-chemistry.livejournal.com]

[he nods slowly.]

Yes. Rather, I was about to teach there before I suddenly found myself here.

[stranding.livejournal.com]

[he bows his head politely.]

I'm sorry you never got the chance to meet your class, sir.

[icy-chemistry.livejournal.com]

Are you now?

[once tea stuffs is acquired, he's getting everything ready, pausing once when his stomach rolls.]

[stranding.livejournal.com]

You did say that we were the most annoyingly outspoken period of your classes.

Whether that was a compliment or an insult, you never cleared up.

[bites off a bit of the ice cream.]

[icy-chemistry.livejournal.com]

[there's a faint, faint smile for just a moment before he's turning to watch the kettle.]

Depending on what you were outspoken about, it was most likely both.

[stranding.livejournal.com]

[he's smiling slightly to himself, halfway done with his popsicle.]

Most probably.

[icy-chemistry.livejournal.com]

[just keeping his eyes on the kettle.]

...was it a good class?