A Fantasy/Magic rp

"It was a pretty neat trick." Lillith said from where she had landed on the floor. "Very focused."

"Eh, yeah, if you could get past the fact that I just woke up and I got exhausted and now I wanna go sleep, then sure!" Celeste sits down, slouching in the seat. "I may need a minute…or a day…maybe a month…God, I can't do that again."

"We have tea. Something in there has to be caffeinated."

Celeste groans. "But I don't wanna get up…" Nonetheless, after a minute or so, she gets up after a few tries and complaints.

Liberty's head ducked at Lilith's words, embarrassment turning her cheeks red. It's not my fault. She used another small blast of fire to burn away the rest of the tree branches binding her. Landing on her feet, the impact jolted her, her headache beginning to pound. "I need tea," she said, pressing a hand against her forehead.

Lillith stood, a bit wobbly from being upside down so long. "Well, it seems like a general consensus, so let's go start a pot. Tea for everyone, everyone for tea." She muttered the last bit to herself.

"Okay," Celeste says, wary of Liberty's location compared to her. Liberty clearly didn't like her, and she didn't want to be in a room alone with her.

“Sounds good,” It seemed her headache was worsening with each passing moment, a grimace on her face. Liberty decided to lead the way, stumbling slightly as she went, placing a hand on the wall to support herself. She hated being seen like this; weak. It ruined her reputation as a cold, emotionless person.

(gtg)

Lillith wrapped an arm around Liberty's shoulders. To anyone looking in, it would look like friendly contact, but Lillith was steadying her. "I hate tea. What's your favorite flavor?"

Arthur sighed as he went back to the cushions, great..I'll never get back to sleep now.. he thought grumpily.

“Ginger…” Liberty mumbled, straightening slightly at Lilith’s touch. This was one of the worse headaches that she had gotten, and stress was probably playing a big part of it too, along with the hangover.

"Never had it. Is it sweet?"

(just to let you know, i have no idea how making tea works so i’m just going to wing it)

Liberty nodded. They came to the kitchen and she stumbled inside, grabbing the ingredients she needed before setting a kettle of water on a fire powered stove. Her head pulsed, and she groaned, pressing a hand against it.

"Eat something, dummy."

"I'll just have whatever's here," Celeste's voice cracks, and she yawns. "I'm too lazy to do things myself when I'm tired."

Arthur grumbled some mire before padding out of the library to investigate what the others were doing.

Lillith continued to mumble the word asparagus as she halfheartedly poked around the kitchen.

"Do you have anything good here? Besides asparagus?" Celeste had heard Lillith.

"Bread. Asparagus sandwich!"

Asparagus sandwhiches??" said Arthur in confusion as he padded in, "What the heck are you talking about??"

Celeste laughs, "I'll just have bread, then, with butter if you have it."

The tea finished and Liberty poured a drink and began sipping it, the hot temperature not bothering her. "I'm not hungry though," she mumbled, sitting down on the table.

"Food helps with hangovers. Bread might help soak up all that alcohol." She said, pulling out a loaf of bread and an unnecessarily large knife.

Arthur sighed, shifting and heading to a nearby cupboard and pulling out some cheese, and dried meat. Handing some to the princess he laid the rest out on the table after he took his fair share.

"Thanks…uh, Arthur, right? It takes a while for me to get to know names, sorry."

Arthur nodded, silently munching on some of the dried meat.

Lillith shoved a chunk of bread into her mouth and passed the rest out, attempting to chew.

Celeste sits down and tries to eat the stale bread. A lot different from before.

Arthur ignored all of them, finishing his food.