[TEA ROOM]

[starofchaos]

[Liquid stared up as the lights flickered back on, the mushroom in his hand still held to illuminate the kitchen he'd been about to enter. A raised eyebow was the only response they got before he entered. Absently, assuming he didn't need it any more, he put the mushroom to his mouth and bit into it. The bleep from his phone made him jump and he delved a hand into the pocket of his coat to pluck it out. The screen was lit up, the battery at 100%.]

...what the devil...?

[Shaking his head, he popped the phone back into his pocket and stepped into the room. To his surprise, he realised there was already tea there, laid out in many little cups on the table. Absently, he picked one up, studying it for a long moment. His paranoid mind said not to drink it, but it had been a while since he'd had a decent cup of tea. Absently, he sipped at it. Earl Grey. Interesting.]

(Tea room! Whatever tea you drink is going to have a different effect.

Cherry tea: Ever saw a blushing virgin right before being deflowered? The people that drink this tea will show you how it's done.
Darjeeling tea: Causes the drinker to suffer severe delusions. They might just start to think they're the Queen of England, or a tree, or any number of things. I suggest you take videos for posterity and blackmail.
Earl Grey tea: Drinkers of this tea can't tell anything but the truth.
English breakfast tea: Not only will the drinker be more arrogant, snobbish and better than you, but they will also voice it. Loudly. Narcissism is encouraged. So is slapping them back to their senses.
Mint tea: Completely flip your personality. Good is bad, bad is good, etc.
(Description and idea taken from Addictions

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Comments

[volginswaifu.livejournal.com]

AH?! [Raikov punched her in the face with his right, handless arm, yelping in pain from both the needle and his wreckless action.]

[He started shouting in Russian, pushing the woman off of him.]
/WHAT WAS THAT?!/

[geneticsaddict.livejournal.com]

[Naomi fell onto the floor, her cheek in pain from the punch. She stood up shakily, believing she had been successful in breaking him from the system.]

You are saved. Don't you see? You are no longer under their control. You are free to live. Your destiny awaits you.

[volginswaifu.livejournal.com]

...[He leered at her, rubbing his neck.]

What was in that needle?

[geneticsaddict.livejournal.com]

Nanomachines suppressors. You're a PMC, aren't you?

[She rubbed her cheek.]

[volginswaifu.livejournal.com]

...No. I don't even know what a PMC is.
Nanomachines? If they do something weird...

[geneticsaddict.livejournal.com]

Oh? No. No. They won't do anything to you....

[So this man had no reason to be saved. He wasn't affected by her curse.]

You must be from the past, aren't you?

[volginswaifu.livejournal.com]

I guess to you.
[He seemed to get over his irritation much faster than usual--damn that tea.]

[geneticsaddict.livejournal.com]

What year?

[She drank some more tea, calming herself down.]

[volginswaifu.livejournal.com]

1964.
[He put some distance between them, rubbing his neck.]

[geneticsaddict.livejournal.com]

Ah.

[So he wasn't affected by her abomination. She smiled and normally would have offered to bandage his neck but the tea made her become apathetic to his wound.]

Then you are blessed. The future is horribly disturbing. You arrived in the Nexus at a great time in your life.

[volginswaifu.livejournal.com]

[Normally he'd disagree.]

Heh, I guess you're right.

[geneticsaddict.livejournal.com]

I'm afraid I must leave then. There are others I must save.~

[She began to walk past him, heading towards the door.]

[volginswaifu.livejournal.com]

[Ivan let her go, intent on finding some women who won't stab him in the neck.]