Second - Voice

[tinyhawk]

I'm in need of a tea that can serve as a relaxant, sleep aid, or both.

Where would be the best place to locate one? [He knows of the grocery store, but if there's a specialty shop nearby...] I appreciate the help.

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[acowardlyoak]

[ he lifts his head slowly at the sound of the knock, rubbing the palms of his hands over his eyes. For a minute he forgets where he is, dazedly glancing around the room once his thoughts move from the battlefield to the source of the knock. the sleep deprivation is not helping is already poor condition. the blonde vaguely remembers switching from his house to the apartment, but not in any detail. it felt like he had simply sat up in his bed and then ended up in this one. he was positive he'd talked to konatsu - or, konatsu had talked to him. but he couldn't remember any of the conversation.

he felt like he was going crazy. no, he was sure he had to be going crazy, after he thought it was snowing in the bedroom. one hundred and fourty four hours without sleep can do weird and awful things to a person.

he needed to sleep. or, maybe, dress warmer if something like that was going to happen.

with a sleepy moan shuri rolled out of bed, running his fingers through his lank hair as he padded over to the door. He swayed once, shook his head, then continued on. he tugged the door open a fraction at first, just enough to check who it is, then opens it completely. ]

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[tinyhawk]

[A single glance at Shuri tells Konatsu that the boy is in even worse shape then before, and he gives him a single disapproving once-over before he gestures towards the bed.] Get back in bed. I'll be back in a moment.

[And, barring any interruptions, Konatsu is going to turn, leave, prepare the tea, and return to Shuri's room a moment later.]

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[acowardlyoak]

[ if he had it his way, he would have grabbed konatsu's sleeve and kept him there. but his reaction time is shot so his hand moves far too slow. pouting slightly, the ever spoiled brat in him showing, he did as he was told. nearly tripping over his own two feet and landing face first in the process of getting back to the comfort of his own bed.

once there, he burrowed back under the sheets. ]

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[tinyhawk]

[It doesn't take Konatsu long to return, hot mug of tea in his hand, and he makes his way over to Shuri's room with little fuss, standing at the edge of the bed and reaching out to shake the lump of blankets that was Shuri. He has tea for you, traumatized one.]

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[acowardlyoak]

[ peeking his head back out...? he tugged the blankets down a little more, sitting up. ]

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[tinyhawk]

[Shrui promptly gets the tea gently but firmly offered to him, with a simply command accompanying it:] Drink.

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[acowardlyoak]

[ only because you say so. he takes the tea, careful not to spill it all over himself.

siii- IT'S HOT. ]

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[tinyhawk]

[It takes a good deal of effort for Konatsu to not actually sigh at Shuri. He opts to take a seat on the edge of the bed while he waits for Shuri to finish.] This tea should help you stay calm.

And be careful with it. It's freshly brewed.

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[acowardlyoak]

[ a curious look. will this make him sleep? he's not sure how he feels about that idea... but can't be grumpy or ill tempered when konatsu's here and he has his undivided attention, after all. ]

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[tinyhawk]

[It should make you relax, if nothing else. Konatsu will watch Shuri long enough to make sure he'll actually drink, and then:] If you go without sleep too long you'll start to hallucinate, and you could injure yourself.

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[acowardlyoak]

[ shuri lowers his head, giving a short, tired nod. ] ... It was snowing...

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[tinyhawk]

[tinyhawk]

It's the middle of summer. Drink your tea.

[acowardlyoak]

[ but it was. or at least in his head it was.

downing another mouthful. he'd really like to be able to just go to sleep at this point. there's a whole train of thought running around his head, snow to war, war to slavery, slavery to teito. ]

I'll be better than him. I am better than him.

[tinyhawk]

[Mildly, and not putting much stock into Shuri's rambling, Konatsu asks simply:] Who is 'he'?

[acowardlyoak]

Teito Klein.