[ A problem they'll resolve by finding him. In the meantime...in the meantime, maybe Aristaeus can handle something a little stronger, if he's so tough and (surely, surely they'll find Murphy) he gets his people back soon. There's a pause while Quentin considers, pulls out one of Merta's books to start flipping through. ]
So you need something that will kind of unplug your brain You're awake thinking, with no kind of white noise stimulus to shut it off Sound right?
Laudanum is an opiate. I mean, you might even try smoking opium. It's a sedative, it's EXTREMELY addictive but idk if your constitution can handle it, the clinic gets a regular but limited supply
I'd rather try to mix you something first, but if you need an emergency eject drug
I'll defer to your suggestion since you're the expert. No, with searching and this whole chastity thing, I haven't had a chance to swing by the fight club yet. Might just crack the lock at this point. We've got bigger issues to deal with right now.
Let's try a remedy first, before you get yourself in trouble with the locals If that doesn't work, you should at least be able to bust out in the safety of the cabin not to be too crass
[ He'll be making notes and mixtures until Aristaeus makes it to him, taking advantage of Merta being home with a family emergency to knuckle into his personal patient. The shop is quiet, enough so that Quentin notices the very moment Aristaeus makes it in, despite being entrenched in his research. ]
( having never been to the apothecary before, aristaeus pauses to survey his surroundings. his eyes drawn initially to the bunches of herbs left out to dry, hanging from the ceiling like botanical chandeliers, swaying gently. next, to the shelves lining the space, with their neat rows of glass jars, labeled in what's presumably rubean. )
Nice place you have here. Cozy. ( dipping his head at quentin, finally, in lieu of a greeting. )
no subject
what does that mean? what blurs?
no subject
no subject
does murphy help with that? having someone else around?
no subject
( so, yes. )
no subject
So you need something that will kind of unplug your brain
You're awake thinking, with no kind of white noise stimulus to shut it off
Sound right?
no subject
So, the Fog.
That's your world?
no subject
My world was before that, but I haven't been there since I was a kid
Have you done anything with laudanum?
no subject
Can't say that I have.
no subject
[ ha ha ha ]
Laudanum is an opiate. I mean, you might even try smoking opium. It's a sedative, it's EXTREMELY addictive but idk if your constitution can handle it, the clinic gets a regular but limited supply
I'd rather try to mix you something first, but if you need an emergency eject drug
are you sating?
no subject
I'll defer to your suggestion since you're the expert.
No, with searching and this whole chastity thing, I haven't had a chance to swing by the fight club yet. Might just crack the lock at this point. We've got bigger issues to deal with right now.
no subject
If that doesn't work, you should at least be able to bust out in the safety of the cabin
not to be too crass
Are you safe to come here?
no subject
→ in person
let me see about hooking you up
[ He'll be making notes and mixtures until Aristaeus makes it to him, taking advantage of Merta being home with a family emergency to knuckle into his personal patient. The shop is quiet, enough so that Quentin notices the very moment Aristaeus makes it in, despite being entrenched in his research. ]
Hey--come back. Come on back.
no subject
Nice place you have here. Cozy. ( dipping his head at quentin, finally, in lieu of a greeting. )