☂ oo1 - A rather mad tea party.

[semantating.livejournal.com]

[ He wasn't quite sure how he'd ended up back in this place after dreaming about it, but... well, he'd figure that out later. There was quite obviously a lot going on here he had yet to grasp. (Wherever 'here' was; he'd have to study up on this place a bit more in the meantime.) There is a pause as he looks about the Plane, a tap from his cane to the floor, and then... Break decides to waste no time and begins doing what one naturally does when confronted with a new world.

Getting tea.

Who has a random tea party in the middle of the Plane at such an odd hour of the day? Only a rather mad Hatter, you see. Though he lacks the hat at the moment. Perhaps the smell will draw you. Or perhaps the odd character you're quite sure you've never seen before will draw you in? After all, Break is something of a curiosity in himself with his white hair, single red eye, long floppy sleeves, and strange doll on his shoulder. Finally, he speaks. ]

Ah~ I rather believe that this place is lacking in the way of decent tea selections. How fortunate that I have found what I have. It will be a decent start.

[ He sips his tea. Who is he speaking to? Himself? ... No, the puppet on his shoulder. It actually moves and talks back to him, what is this ridiculousness-- ] This is terrible service to a customer! Absolutely awful!

My, I must be inclined to agree, my dear Emily! This is the worst shop I have ever seen, and it quite lacks in the way of looking like one behind the counter as well. Whatever COULD we have walked into, I wonder?

[ ... Well. He's not opposed to company, you know. In fact, the clownish person looks rather friendly and utterly harmless. Care to have tea with the man? ]

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[breathenothing.livejournal.com]

[Naminé's curiosity gets the better of her and she walks over, smiling.]

A tea party?

[semantating.livejournal.com]

[ The man smiles. ]

Do you presume something else would be done with tea, Miss? I'm rather curious to know what that might be!

ffffff LJ I wasn't done.

[breathenothing.livejournal.com]

Not at all. Well, if there is another use, it probably isn't nearly as fun. [She's still smiling.]

I haven't seen you here before... Are you new to the Plane?

[alien-catcher.livejournal.com]

[Gwen's just back from a long overdue visit home, considering how long she had been stuck on the Plane before. And my, my, do the new arrivals continuously amuse her.

She approaches him, examining both he and the talking doll and giggling.]

Can't say the Twins are the best hosts, but you can probably find decent tea if you know where to look.

LJ likes to do things like this

[semantating.livejournal.com]

Just because you haven't seen me doesn't mean I've not been here to spot~ Fortunately, your vision isn't so poor as not to have seen what isn't here to be noticed.

[ So that was the name of this world. Break tucks that information away into his mind, and focuses on Namine. ]

[collector]

[Braxiatel approaches the pair, turning a paper battleship in his hands, and looks on them with some curiosity.] Like a tea-tray in the sky? Is this an exclusive tea party, or is anyone invited?

[semantating.livejournal.com]

[ He sips his tea annnd takes a cake from a plate nearby. The fork? It stays in his mouth. He talks perfectly clear around it, even. ]

Only decent? What a shame! I had expected more; perhaps my expectations were too high for a place such as this.

[ ... Wherever 'this' was. ]

[semantating.livejournal.com]

My, a tea tray in the sky? That would be a most curious thing indeed! Also quite useful. Perhaps I shall ask them to provide one.

Tea is best enjoyed with company; there's no reason not to uninvite others, after all!

[ A smile, and a sleeve is flopped in your direction. That's a yes, in case it was rather unclear, which Break tends to be. ]

[alien-catcher.livejournal.com]

[Gwen tilts her head and smiles.]

The Plane has a way of meetin' expectations, and they aren't always good ones. Believe me, if you'd come a few weeks earlier, you wouldn't be as amused.

[collector]

[Braxiatel smiles and takes a seat across from Break.] Thank you. Though I see you already have company, and one tries not to crash too many parties in a week.

[semantating.livejournal.com]

Oh? And what is it you presume would surprise me so, Miss?

[ For he is quite curious, you see. ]

[semantating.livejournal.com]

[ And he is, after all, a servant. And a servant serves tea. Which he does quite without remark, smiling. How he grasps anything through those floppy sleeves is something of a mystery, though. ]

Why, I daresay that should apply to most things! It's simply common sense one should avoid crashing into anything. It would end up quite messy for everyone involved, particularly once the tea was spilled!

[collector]

[Braxiatel observes this without comment, indicating his thanks with the inclination of his head.]

And spilled tea is twice as tragic as spilled secrets, so it's best we stop the accident in its tracks before it becomes a trainwreck and we all come 'round to stop and stare. One lump of sugar, if you wouldn't mind? No milk.

[semantating.livejournal.com]

[ And have one lump of sugar in your tea. Of course, Break does not stop with his, as it gets one spoonful, then two, then three... ]

It would be a tragedy indeed to see tea spilled in such a manner. But spilled secrets cannot be cleaned up as easily as spilled tea.

[ Four, five... six. Six spoonfuls. DIABETES? PFFFT, HE DOESN'T CARE. ] But just how tragic it is depends entirely upon the secrets being spilled~

[collector]

[Braxiatel's response to this is very mild.] I hope you're not trying to kill me. I would be quite hurt.

ee, no one saw that~

[boxtheotaku.livejournal.com]

[... Box never accepts things, especially from strangers, only from maids. Even if it's some sweet smelling tea. He doesn't likes sweets either. Gah. So he is just staring with squinted eyes from a safe distance. He kinda likes Break's 'character design' as he would say.]

I wouldn't trust in that tea you can find here, I mean it could be from anywhere don't you thi-- Um... [Watches Emily slightly in shock.] You... you just made it talk...? [Box used to talking puppets but this one is slightly creepy.]

I see everything.

[semantating.livejournal.com]

[ Ho ho. He sets his cup down. Psssh, he's sure it's fine. ]

Tea generally comes from anywhere and anywhen.

[ After all, what do you think IMPORTING is? AS FOR YOUR ANSWER TO EMILY? The doll itself just... moves and talks on its own. Break is kind of the world's greatest ventriloquist, so he doesn't do anything at all. In fact, if he's moving aside from sipping his tea, you're not seeing it. ]

Doesn't he know ANYTHING?

I don't believe he knows anything about tea, dear Emily, and that IS quite sad indeed. Perhaps he ought to take the time to learn~!

[semantating.livejournal.com]

[ Oh, Break is a very good host. He'll only be poisoning himself today with too much sugar. You needn't worry, Braxiatel. ]

I would imagine anyone who was killed would be hurt, possibly in more ways than one!

[ LOOK AT THIS INNOCENT FACE. He wouldn't harm a fly. Really. ]

D: Noooo

[boxtheotaku.livejournal.com]

[Box pulls his mouth and scratches his head a bit nervously.]

I know that, it's just this place can be weird, so... So I rather get my own tea from a safe source-- [Freezes again at the creepy doll. ASDFgsdfg.] Hey- hey just because I'm not really familiar with your kind of tea it doesn't mean I don't know about tea. But but but anyway why is this suddenly about tea...!? Is it... is it alive? [Emily, he means.]

[collector]

[Of course he wouldn't.] But not necessarily wounded. [Braxiatel blithely takes a sip of his tea.] I don't suppose I might have you're name? You've offered Emily's, of course, but knowing one and not the other makes me feel decidedly lopsided.

[There is something to be said for leaving a door open for ambiguities.]

YEEEEES. :D

[semantating.livejournal.com]

The source is quite resourceful, and also quite safe.

[ Break flops a sleeve at you, Boxy. Flop, flop. And that is the end of that. Meaning the tea was probably somewhere on his person. And you are far too amusing for your own good. ]

The it in question tends to vary depending upon the circumstance. Rather, I believe the real question is, are you?

[ His tone is light, for such a heavy-seeming question. It's almost as though his red eye is looking RIGHT through you. ]

[semantating.livejournal.com]

[ Hoho. He takes a sip of his own tea, suitably satisfied. Yes, he believes he has done quite well with what he has. Mm, sugary tea. Have a smile. ]

I am known as Xerxes Break. And who might I have the pleasure of conversing with? Though, I do rather fancy the sound of 'Mister Party Crasher,' it's something of a mouthful.

It was an illusion--

[boxtheotaku.livejournal.com]

[Box pouts his lips at the flopping and steps back, not that he stands anywhere near but it still can make him annoyed.]

What's wrong with you? [Alright, that eye is something Box doesn't want to look into, it makes him uneasy, so he just looks around, pretending everything is okay.] Are you some kind of philosopher with a teru teru bouzu?

The court record proves otherwise. > PRESENT: INBOX

[semantating.livejournal.com]

I believe I should be asking what is wrong with YOU, considering you did NOT answer my question.

[ Annoying you is what he aims to do. ]

[collector]

I've never been called that before. [Braxiatel is mildly delighted by this.] But my name is Irving Braxiatel.