9 Blueprints - Action

[teds_up]

[Ted's in the kitchen this morning, drinking some coffee. With the bags under his eyes, his hair a bit messier than usual, and his obvious slouching, he looks miserable. Feels it, too. Ever since last week, sleeping has been hell. None of his nights had been restful, and most of them ended with him waking in a cold sweat-- and often before the sun

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[modernholmes]

[Was that the smell of coffee? Conan looks into the kitchen curiously. Half-asleep man on the table.... and a coffee pot. the boy contemplates whether the man would be unaware enough to miss a child sneaking in. It had been ages since he had managed to sneak any coffee past well-meaning adults. Just another one of the annoyances he'd gotten used to since he'd shrunk.]

[teds_up]

[Another soft, pitiful moan. He brings his head up so his eyes can just see over the arms folded in front of him and spots Conan going for the coffee.]

Trust me, it smells better than it tastes.

[modernholmes]

[Well, that didn't work. Conan goes for his usual plan B. Playing the part of the kid he appeared to be.]

But I like coffee. And no one ever lets me have it.

[teds_up]

It'll stunt your growth.

[He sips his own coffee. If he's trying to dissuade Conan, he's not trying very hard.]

[madetothwart]

[He had just been making some tea in the corner, but he looks over when Ted faceplants with a moan.]

Are you ill, Mr. Mosby?

[teds_up]

[A moan as he rubs his temples with his fingers. His voice might be a bit muffled, coming from the table's surface:]

In a vague sense of the term, I guess.

[madetothwart]

Is there anything I can assist with?

[teds_up]

[A groan as he manages to prop his chip up on the table.]

You got a cure for nightmares?

Action~

[stalkershiki]

[Shiki's just wandering past the kitchen, but she sees Ted in there nursing his cup of coffee... and then faceplanting. So she just sighs, goes into the kitchen, and uses the barista skills she's been picking up from working at the WildKat to make a mocha frapiccino, and then goes over to Ted and holds it out to him.]

Here. Enough coffee and caffiene to wake you up, not so much that it'll make your headache a ton worse. What's going on?

Re: Action~

[teds_up]

[Blink, sloooww head up when he hears the clink of a drink in front of him. Mmm, frappie. He'll be taking a sip of that-- and then, of course, sputtering a bit stupidly because uh. yeah that's hot. WHAT DID YOU EXPECT, MOSBY. goddamn fatigue.]

Ow... Remember what I told you in the infirmary?

[stalkershiki]

Yeah, I couldn't exactly forget that... why? What about it?

[teds_up]

[A groan.] I haven't been able to get any sleep because of it...

[entailing]

[sends him a cursory glace, then goes back to looking through a cupboard]

Someone's probably going to shriek and ask if a murder's occurred, if you keep that up.

[teds_up]

[Muffled voice into the table.]

Feels like one. Ugghh...

[entailing]

This is the first floor. [read: clinic's upstairs, brah]

[teds_up]

[Still muffled:]

I noticed.

[Read: Not enough brain cells functioning properly at the moment to take the hint.]

[optimystically]

[GUESS WHO ELSE IS COMIGN INTO THE KITCHEN... and slows down to panic a bit at the guy who faceplants into the table aldha]

A-Are you okay? Hey! [yeeeeeah, running over to him]

[teds_up]

Buh?

[Lifting his head and more or less completely unaware of the commotion he's caused!]

Wha?

[optimystically]

Are you breathing? [alsdkghasd oh hey there guy, maya is kind of in your face. she holds up three fingers]

How many fingers am I holding up?

[teds_up]

[A bit of a baffled look here. And then:]

I'm fine. Just exhausted.. [Laying his head back down now.]