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THE MYSTERY TEA MEME

THE RULES
1. Character 1 posts a comment including name/series/prefs/setup text (if desired).
2. Others reply, using RNG (1-23) to choose what kind of tea is being consumed.
3. ???
4. Profit. And fun.

GREEN TEA: Makes the drinker wiser. Bear in mind that wise doesn't necessarily mean smart.

EARL GREY TEA: Drinkers of this tea can't tell anything but the truth.

LADY GREY TEA: Drinkers of this tea can't tell anything but lies.

STRAWBERRY TEA: Causes uncontrollable hiccups.

MINT TEA: Causes a complete personality flip. Good is bad, bad is good, etc.

LEMON TEA: Instead of flipping personalities, suddenly gain someone else's personality.

CHAI TEA: Causes an uncontrollable need to dance, wherever you go.

OOLONG TEA: Causes an uncontrollable need to express everything in the form of a song. It might be a song you already know, or you might find you have a hidden talent for lyrics.

VANILLA TEA: Causes childish innocence, kindness, love of everything alive.

CARAMEL TEA: Have a little respect for your four-legged friends. Turns the drinker into an animal of the mun's choosing.

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.

CHAMOMILE TEA: This tea will calm you down to the point of apathy and sloth. Don't bother leaving bed, it's not even worth it.

DAFFODIL TEA: SUCH A CALM TEA AT FIRST SIGHT BUT WHAT ABOUT WHEN IT MAKES YOU TALK IN CAPSLOCK?

THYME TEA: Suddenly your clothes don't seem to fit so well! Adult drinkers of this tea will be de-aged to childhood. Child drinkers will be aged to adulthood.

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.

BLACK TEA: Causes blindness.

DECAF TEA: Sleep, who needs sleep?

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[ he’s looking at him full front, now. the absurdity– no, perhaps… immediate danger of this information finally allows sousei to forget anything else he felt personally about tenka coming here, especially once he considers the idea that whatever did this to tenka could be spreading. as he continues, sousei approaches him, and once tenka is done he can perhaps feel sousei’s hand carefully taking the bag from his grip.

there’s a long pause as he considers, feeling it, smelling it, and then placing it on his desk so that it doesn’t seep too far into his hands. ] I can’t detect anything on it. [ but he supposes tenka would be able to as well. ] But if it is in fact poisoned, it’s possible it’s being distributed somewhere.

[ a beat. ]

I’ll look into it. [ there’s a falter in his conviction when he realizes the only reason he’s agreeing so easily now is because he trusts tenka, and that slight pang in him keeps him still from helping tenka up.

he’ll continue on, though. ] How much did you have?

[Well, that's just fine because Tenka is already lifting himself up, grinning just a bit now at the change of tune. That is, until he brushes at his clothing with a slight scowl on his face- he can't tell heads or tail with anything, even the state of his robe.] About half a cup. The peddler who sold me the package said there were only two bags inside, so I naturally assu-

Ah! The peddler! [Tenka slaps a hand over his forehead with frightening accuracy.] Of course! Somehow, I can't recall what he looked like, but I do remember the voice.

We should- [Tenka's hand means to stretch out and guide his way from any obstacles that might be in front of him, but what he doesn't realize is how close Sousei is, or how

close his face is. Which he's just swatted with a hand.] AH...s-sorry!!

[ sousei had been studying the tea bag distantly from the front of his desk and was just concentrated enough that tenka’s hand makes contact with the side of his head before he realizes he was even close. sousei flinches once… and is suddenly deathly quiet. ] ...

... [ … ] Tenka.

Go wash your hands. [ and that’s it?

there’s a room to do just that across the hallway, very near– but sousei is going to let him get there on his own. ] And come right back. I don’t need you plaguing the other members with your presence today.

[Tenka slowly retracts his hand and bites the inside of his cheek at the same time. Don't be childish, don't be crude.] Oh? Is it because I'm more enjoyable to be around?

Say no more, Sousei-kun! I understand completely! [And Tenka, being the cheeky brat he is, somehow manages to bound past Sousei and make it to the hallway.] Ahaha! What a rude person you are...

[At least now he's preoccupied with groping the walls of the hallway, grumbling and cursing softly as he does- barely any noise bounces off these walls! Although he does find the room soon enough, and begins his perilous journey to find the sink and wash his hands of whatever substance Sousei assumes is still on them.

After a second, there's a loud clank and some vague muttering in the distance.]

[ seeing as tenka has already downed half a cup of this stuff, he imagines whatever effect the residue on his hands would do will have already been done. frankly, he just wanted tenka out of there for the moment, and he doesn’t bother retaliating to any of that before he stumbles his way out.

and as he’s doing that, sousei cleans off his hands (and the side of his face) with a handkerchief after having quarantined the tea bag in another bag and a box. he’ll send that in soon enough, when the other members aren’t busy.

once he hears that clank, he sighs and decidedly approaches the exit.

wherever tenka is when sousei opens the door, sousei opts to use his voice instead of grabbing the man– however impatient he’s feeling at this point. ] Get in.

[One doesn't simply accept that they've lost all sight in their eyes gracefully– it just doesn't happen. Tenka, above all else, is fallibly human... but one wouldn't think so by looking at him at the moment. He beams at the reflection he can't see in the chipped mirror and dutifully listens for Sousei just outside his door.] Oh? Done with the evidence already, Sousei? [He hums, mostly to himself.]

[With one arm languidly tucked into the seam of his robes he steps into the adjoining office– the corner of his eyes crinkled just slightly as he takes in the creak of the floorboards beneath them, the singing birds outside the window.]

So then! [Tenka grins broadly and hopefully somewhere in Sousei's direction.] Have an idea of where to start? Incapacitated as I am, I'm sure I could point you to the right direction if I just had a bit of help myself!

There's little I can do with a soaked tea bag at the moment. [ a simple and blunt response as he begins slipping out a few log books of officially sanctioned merchants in tenka's area; where they come from, where they typically travel. the information is basic and limited– although they are typically more competent than the local police, this information is plainly some the yamainu have no need to keep updated themselves. ] I'll have Ashiya analyze it for traces of a curse once he's returned.

[ stranger than assuming tenka would be susceptible to a common criminal's dabbling in onmyoudou is sousei divulging his plans to the yamainu's only ex-member.

... there's no denying that the situation is potentially dangerous, but he refuses still– to work alongside tenka again. his clenched jaw eases after considering tenka's offer, resolute in his reponse. ]

Yes, we'll have you start by answering some questions, Kumou Tenka. After that, you may return home until the effects presumably wear off.

[ with that, tenka becomes a mere citizen with a concern the leader of the yamainu is addressing. the empty distance of a burned bridge measured in an instant.

the answer is simple: absolutely not. he will not work with tenka as an equal. after all, tenka declared that he was above the yamainu's purpose when he left, didn't he? sousei decides he'll deal with this situation without even humoring such a traitor. ] Sit down.

[It hardly takes working eyes or even a glance for Tenka to know that Sousei is not addressing him. Not properly. He's speaking to him the way he would any resident of the area– and even then he finds it far too detached! How does the Captain of the Yamainu expect to comfort some poor villager with a tone as icy as that?

Tenka smiles faintly.

Ah, but that isn't the purpose of the Yamainu, is it? It never was.] Yes, yes!

Anything you say, Sou–sei. [He says breezily, swinging his arm forward until he catches the edge of the chair. From there he shuffles towards it and plops down unceremoniously, letting out a groan far too loud to be exasperated.] I must admit, I didn't expect losing all sight to be so taxing! Maybe we could have some biscuits sent up here? Tea perhaps?

Ah– or maybe that wouldn't be the best idea... [He mumbles around the words, just a hint of bemusement hidden under them. How he wishes he could see the stiff line of Sousei's shoulders– wishes he could chop a hand between them to get him to relax. His sandals scraps the floorboard restlessly.

How he wishes he could see right about now, regardless of the circumstances.] I, Kumou Tenka, will answer to the best of my ability!

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