The Messiah and the Plague Doctor (Closed)

[Miss Lovely Rita]

Moe yawned, and, tired, she went to sleep. She was goign to sell her bullets, affter all.  

[Steel Jay]

Caleb began to look though the possible needed potions for sale in the apothecary.  

[Miss Lovely Rita]

Moe went to sleep, and her dreams were of the apothecary, wondeirng whhat it looked like.  

[Steel Jay]

Caleb created a new batch of a midnight blue potion. A fierce scent of cold and lavender filled into the air.  

[Miss Lovely Rita]

Moe continued to sleep, now dreaming about the varieties of cakes she could make tomorrow wwith the bullet-money.  

[Steel Jay]

Caleb carefully poured the sapphire brew into skinny 2 inch bottles. He placed the bottles into a wooden holder.  

[Miss Lovely Rita]

Moe then thought about how Caleb could research a cure with the money form the apothecary, and was grinnign in her sleep.  

[Steel Jay]

Caleb's slightly frostbitten hands recoiled into themselves, trying to heat themselves though cold pain turning into warm numbing sensation.  

[Miss Lovely Rita]

Moe ocntinued to sleep, dreaming of how the apothecary could also help her get back into touch with Mocha.  

[Steel Jay]

Caleb came up the stairs, holding the case of the dark potions. He placed the case of the blue potions onto the table. He remembered he had forgotten something down stairs, and retreated back down to the study.  

[Miss Lovely Rita]

Moe just continued to sleep, dremaing more abstract things.  

[Steel Jay]

Caleb came back up, with many corks in hand. He placed them near the bottles and opened the curtains, letting the sun light shine onto the vials as he left the kitchen.  

[Miss Lovely Rita]

Moe woke upp, and looked around to try to find Caleb.  

[Steel Jay]

Caleb headed back up the stairs. The stairs creaked and dust shot out with every step.  

[Miss Lovely Rita]

Moe foundd him.
"Oh, sir. There oyu are."