The Messiah and the Plague Doctor (Closed)

[Miss Lovely Rita]

Marche eventually was able to go to sleep aaffter he completyely buried his ears in cage-stuffing.  

[Steel Jay]

Caleb poured a small vial filled with a heliotrope colored substance into the now silvery mess in the beaker.  

[Miss Lovely Rita]

Marche slept in peace until Moe hit her head on a wall.
"Owwwww," she remarked, going downstairs to get some water.  

[Steel Jay]

Caleb watched the reaction, the entire mess began to fizz and bubble, growing. He jumped at realizing what he had just completed. He ducked and placed both hands on the top of his head. The beaker popped and sent shards of glass all over.  

[Miss Lovely Rita]

Moe didn't hear any of this, and got herself some water.  

[Steel Jay]

Caleb got off of ground. Seeing none of the beaker left. He had make quite a stupid mistake. He brushed the glass off of his robe as he got off of the ground.  

[Miss Lovely Rita]

Moe drank more water.
"Ugggh, my head."  

[Steel Jay]

Caleb turned off the burner. He drifted to the stairs, going up into the kitchen.  

[Miss Lovely Rita]

Moe was rubbing her temples, not noticing any nearby sounds.
"Urgh..."  

[Steel Jay]

Caleb walked closer to her. "Are you well?"  

[Miss Lovely Rita]

Moe pouted.
"I hit my head..."  

[Steel Jay]

"Is it still in pain?" Caleb questioned. "I will give aid if it is."  

[Miss Lovely Rita]

Moe shook her head.
"Neh, I'm okay..."  

[Steel Jay]

"If you are telling the truth." Caleb turned away, and left the kitchen. He entered into the parlor and seated himself in his leather chair.  

[Miss Lovely Rita]

Moe, as usual, followed him. She slung her arms around his neck.
"It's nice that you're so doting, heehee..."