Crackplot! Because gods shouldn't be allowed to be bored.

[notwocouches]

As everyone knows, tea is sort of the staple of life around the Mansion. And some ruthless being has gone right to the source. Most of the tea is still in its neat little boxes, not conveniently laid out, because we all know how people adapt (and gods don't play fair), but anyone desiring their breakfast beverage of choice may find it does a little

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[sweariwontdie]

Armand always drinks tea in the morning and this morning he also tries some strawberry jam. His tea is his usual mint tea. Fortunately, he hasn't had to speak yet.

[alcuin_delaunay]

Alcuin will have green tea today, giving Armand a smile as he enters, then changing as he drinks the tea, becoming disinterested and aloof. "You have jam on your nose, Armand."

[sweariwontdie]

"I do?" And he chokes slightly as large red flowers fall out of his mouth.

[alcuin_delaunay]

Alcuin laughs, almost cruelly. "And you're spitting up flowers!"

[sweariwontdie]

Not knowing that's what caused it, Armand gulps more tea. "I'm sorry," he tries to say but chokes on the petals again. He tries to wipe the jam from his nose, but of course, it sticks.