Thread: Schuldich, Mahaado, and a Thousand-Year-Old Curative

[magus_of_fealty]

Who: Schuldich, Mahaado [others...?]
What: Mahaado, hearing of Schuldich's headache, comes to bring him a cure of his own.
When: Post lunar massacre and this
Where: Schuldich's room.
Rating: Mmm..PG?

It had been a long day.

Between cleaning up the leftover blood, engaging in verbal skirmishes with a man who called himself the Ace of Spades, and worrying

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[mastermindish]

Schuldich had his feet propped on the chair, and his back on the floor. He was staring lazily at the ceiling and yawned. Thanks to that Lana girl some ghost had delivered aspirin but he was waiting for that other guy who said he had old remedies.

Boy, this castle really was insane. He yawned again and turned his head towards the door when he heard the knock.

"Come in." he announced and remained where he was laying across the floor feeling... well lazy. And in pain.

[magus_of_fealty]

Obeying the young man's request, Mahaado opened the door and nearly shed his skin in surprise at Schuldich's strange position. For a moment, he panicked--was the boy that delirious?--but then saw him finish his yawn and chalked the oddness up to...well, oddness.

He cleared his throat and shifted the basket's weight. "Good afternoon." The priest knelt awkwardly near Schuldich's head. "Um...ah..."

[mastermindish]

"Hi"

He repeated himself. "Hi." Schuldich lifted one hand to poke Mahaado without any concern for his personal space. He offered a half-grin and then sat up, putting his legs on the floor.

"Schuldich~" he offered a full toothy grin this time.

"And you are?"

{OOC:Asdkjslk...Sorry! I fail...}

[magus_of_fealty]

"I am called Mahaado," the former priest replied, trying to summon up some friendliness. Of course, he was not nessecarily unpleasant by nature, simply awkward. Politeness and formality, the cruxes of life in the Pharaoh's court, were his refuges in interactions such as this, but it was obvious that this young man held none of his reservations.

"I had noticed others volunteered medicine as well. You will perhaps find mine outdated..." He trailed off, unsure how to finish his thought.