Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20180107055645/@comment-30014014-20180620034248

''Squat flat over his miniature table, David had set himself to make one or two more stimulants. As great as those usually are, they tend to make for a slightly sudden crash and last thing he wanted was to collapse in the middle of the road.''

''Of course, Morgan's sudden voice directed at the apothecary apprentice completely turns his world upside down, his fleeting concentration slips like the unfinished vial between his fingertips, causing an audible crash and concert of smashed glass and oozing liquid all across his table. He sighs, not expected to be in such a condition. With a napkin, he promptly wipes off the liquid, whispering goodbyes to its wasted content before turning to the speaker "Yes, yes. Give me a minute! Seems I'm in even worse shape than I've initially thought''