The Messiah and the Plague Doctor (Closed)

[Miss Lovely Rita]

Marche jumped off of the mask, hurt slightly by the hit.
Moe came downstairs in her pajamas, and Marche, giving Caleb a glare that indicated that the match wwas over, climbed up her pajama pants, resting himself in her shirt.
Moe went over to Caleb.
"Sir, your finger..."
She held his hand.
"Do you want me to suck out any splinters?"  

[Steel Jay]

After looking at the Marche, for what seemed to be for a hour, Caleb stared at the finger as blood formed a ever growing bead. He rubbed the finger onto his palm, then took out a needle and thread, fixing the small cut with a single stitch. He looked to his student. "...No, I am quite fine."  

[Miss Lovely Rita]

Moe frowned.
"Oh.... well, I'm here, if you need anything."
Marche gave a angry squeak, and Moe rubbed him lovingly behidn the ears.
"Ohhh, are you upseeet? Why? I'll give you a hug upstairs."
MArche seemed happy.
[[Perverted little hare X'D]]  

[Steel Jay]

"I do not think I will be needing anything more." He replied.  

[Miss Lovely Rita]

Moe nodded, and then walked upstairs, hugging Marche.
"You little cutie, I don't wanna lose you! Heehee."
Marche chirped relaxedly.  

[Steel Jay]

Caleb got off of the ground. He dusted his robe off.  

[Miss Lovely Rita]

Moe went to sleep again, Marche laying sprawled on her chest.  

[Steel Jay]

Caleb walked out of the parlor, going into the kitchen and taking the stairs into the study.  

[Miss Lovely Rita]

Moe ocntinued to sleep, and Marche woke sometimes form her snoring.  

[Steel Jay]

Caleb brought up more books. Bringing them into the parlor again.  

[Miss Lovely Rita]

Marche went back into his cage, hoping that the stuffing in the cage would muffle the sound of Moe's snoring.  

[Steel Jay]

Caleb checked the dates in the pages of the books once again, setting them into the tall stack they were already in. His right hand exited the robe, holding his pocketwatch, a soft click exited the pocket watch, showing himself the time.  

[Miss Lovely Rita]

Marche warbled, since the noise wasn't muffled at all.  

[lily564a]

((Hey dudes, this thread has said it's closed for a while, is it really?))  

[Steel Jay]

Caleb walked into the kitchen and down the stairs into the study. He walked towards one of the many cluttered desks. He turned on the bunsen burner on the desk, dropped a small, silver colored block of a substance into a beaker and placed it over the burner.