Don't Call Me A Mad Scientist

[12winged_dealer]

[For those of you currently working in Felix's new little tower, you might be treated to smoke slowly wafting out from one of the back rooms an coating the carpets like a fine fog. Could be good, could be bad. Do you dare to find out?

Well, if you do, you'll see Bishamon inside one of the labs, cutting up herbs and having them boiling atop a pot.

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[lord_wizard]

[Well, who else would be up here but Felix himself? He's wandered up here today to think up some ideas for his upcoming soirée, and the smoke immediately catches his attention. That can't be right. Was Draco up here working already? He moves down the hall, dispersing smoke as he goes, until he reaches the last room...and pauses in the doorway. THAT is not who he expected. He stands there, arms crossed, a bored expression covering his annoyance]

I don't remember you answering any of my summons.

[12winged_dealer]

I rarely answer anyone's summons Felix. I might answer a request.

[He went to stir his pot. Clearly Felix did not intimidate him, but then it was hard to intimidate a God.]

[lord_wizard]

Call it what you want. The fact remains that you never once expressed an interest in being a part of this. Knowing what I found out about the castle? Certainly. But I assumed your involved would stop there. So what, pray tell, are you doing in my lab?

[12winged_dealer]

What does it look like I am doing in the lab?

[Notice the lack of using 'your' there.]

[dictated]

[demonologist]

That's an interesting list you have there. What is it that you are doing?

[dictated]

[12winged_dealer]

[He takes a minute to answer as he tends to something, though Wesley would be able to hear that.]

A remedy of sorts, you could call it. Though it is in the testing phases.

[dictated]

[demonologist]

Are you an alchemist?

[He recognises some of the ingredients and their properties. Several are used in magic rituals and enchantments.]

[dictated]

[12winged_dealer]

A doctor, really.

[The worst doctor, really. He... would not be licensed by any board, but not for being bad at his trade. He's quite good. He just does not often act in the best interests of his patients.]

[Room filter]

[matchmaker]

[And like clockwork, Cupid appears within Bishamon's room at the specified time]

So what's this surprise you might have for me?

[room filter forevah]

[12winged_dealer]

[Just pops in the room huh? Well thank god he was dressed appropriately. Knocking is nice, Cupid.]

Ah, good, you came.

[Pleasantries first dear.]

[matchmaker]

[Sorry, bb. He doesn't really get the whole mortal concepts of privacy or etiquette]

Why wouldn't I?

[Especially if you have something for him. These mortals have been neglecting him lately. It's nice to have someone else to talk to on an equal sort of a level]

[12winged_dealer]

[He arched a brow over his glasses.]

Eros is not exactly knowing in myths for being on time or obeying summons.