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"Even as you say, Infermiera," Malodore said with a nod before turning to the jars. Its brow furrowed, though since its actual forehead was hidden under the bone of its mask, nobody could really tell. It hadn't had much experience with... what was this, medication-mixing? Such things were handled by other plague doctors, when it was done at all. It picked up the instructions and read them carefully, then put them down somewhere where it could see them clearly for reference.

Exacting. Yes, it could do that. Kill or cure - it was familiar with that concept as well. And it was not going to poison anyone today. Not like what it had done to Brynhild... however inadvertent that had been. At least he had Hel's assurance that she'd recovered.

The plague doctor carefully began marking jars and transferring the liquid into them, measuring each one individually before making a mark, watching cautiously as the liquid shifted and expanded. So very strange... what was in the chalk to make the liquid behave so? It seemed like any other chalk, at least to a casual examination...

The gryphon gave a sigh of relief hearing that Mei was comfortable about her looks. Still she felt bad for bringing it up.

"ARE -ARE YOU OKAY!~?" The gryphon rushed over to see what the 'ugh' was about. She stared down at the soapy water in confusion still listening to Fell. She didn't sound like she rejected the idea of servants which eased Tahki up a bit. The gryphon was still very much staring down at the water though trying to locate just what made Fell go UGH.

But she soon gave up.

"Sworn sister though thats cool! Uh... lik-like friends.. I dunno siblings always sounded not so lonely to me.." The gryphon scratched the back of her head. "But maybe thats stupid..."

"I just moved in well .. my father had his people move me in." He snickered. "I didn't do much moving. My father is very particular." He tilted his head. "You are a demon. Have you heard of him? Knobwalker?" It was their last name. His dad always made it sound like he was a super famous demon but Muka never had any proof to believe that was true.

He did have a lot of swinging parties though.

He scrubbed the cloth carefully but he was probably doing a bad job because he didn't once look down at his hands. He was too busy staring at Johnny and talking. Occasionally his head would bob to the sides to spy on the other people in the room. He also checked on Tahki just to make sure she was getting along with her partner.

"So what's it like to be famous?" What a strange question.

"I do hope too! My hardware just isn't ready for a surprise like I heard about that one boil. I dunno who told me that story but she ATE someone once!" she giggled. "Not like that's all too bad right?"

Giggling again she dunked the last of the laundry and handed it on to Nahm.

"I think that's the last of our batch.

"ACHIEVEMENT UNLOCKED!" Pepin shouted throwing a clawed hand in the air.

((-prepares head for boots-))

Alwine stood up and started to re-bandage her arms, giving her partner a quick bob of her neck.

"I sure could use some traps to keep my circus kittens in line," she said. "Forever is flinging himself out of the closet at all times and trying to set himself on fire. Jet is happy to help with that, so I often am stuck with a room that reeks of singed fur."

When she heard the rather loud comment about her headlessness, Alwine tried to slink behind the hanging linens. Though she had gotten a LOT better about being more sociable, it was still taxing when someone pointed her out like that. Maybe they'd just... stop looking.

She peered out from behind the linens and looked at the boil who had pointed her out. He was rather obvious about his staring, and was particularly unnerving when he blinked-- one eye first, then the other. The teeth didn't help, either-- they made Mandy's look practically filed!

Rosc chuckled a bit, shaking his head.
"Could be worse. I've caught my Corrividus trying to get into ghouls' rooms," he replied just as someone called out from across the room. He looked up, then turned to Alwine as she slipped away behind the hanging linens. His good humor fled as he turned a frown on the winged boil. He certainly wasn't a social person, but when he actually took the time to talk to someone, he would rather not have idiots interrupt the conversation. Or bother those he'd decided to be friendly with.
And even to the "blind" incubus it was clear that Alwine was bothered by the other boil's words.

"Well, don't you have the class of a screech owl," the incubus said back to Muka, slipping his hands casually into the pockets of his pants.

"Quite a few students are out for that right now so it's possible," Jericho nodded, "Maybe once everyone returns, give a call to try and meet back up with them?"

It was the only thing he could really think of to suggest to her. Glancing up as Belladonna came by, Jericho smiled weakly to her. If she wanted to sit by them, he didn't have any qualms. So he left it up to Chuppi, though he doubted that she would have any objections to it either. A little extra company didn't hurt after all.

"Ah it's getting better. Shouldn't be too long before I'm back in business."