Seeing somebody about to do something stupid in the distance, Maomao shouted. "Hey, you! Don't even think about touching that unless you want your skin to turn purple for a week! It's not even close to what we're looking for!"
Gods, how did she wind up looking after other people? This was the worst! Some sort of devious torture, perhaps? All she wanted was to be left alone with her plants and her herbs, making powders and medicines and occasional poisons in peace. (Well, really, all medicines were poisons, in the wrong instance or with the wrong dosage.)
"And don't even think about gathering anything not on the list! Not unless I tell you to!"
[ MAKING THE GOOD STUFF P.2 ]
She grumbled a bit more to herself as she made her way over to a dead tree. Then she quickly glanced around, a maniacal glint in her eye and deranged grin on her face, before she leaned in, pulling back a piece of broken tree to reveal a plethora of mushrooms growing in a hollowed interior. "Ahuehueh... yes, these are growing nicely!" She quickly began gathering a number of the larger ones, shoving them into her own shirt instead of the gathering baskets everybody was using.
...She stopped only when she noticed she was being observed. She slowly shoved the wood piece back in place, disguising the opening and hiding her trove of mushrooms from view. "H-Hey, don't go getting any ideas," she said. "This is all for... the cause..."
[ EDUCATION AS THE BOMBS FALL ]
Why was Maomao doing this?
Oh, right, she was being forced to.
She let out a sigh as she got into the classroom. What was she teaching today - sex positions, poisons, or medicine? Well, she saw some guys in the class, so probably not the first one. Medicines and poisons, then. Or just one of them. Eh, she'd make do. She knew enough, she could wing it to work for both.
"Let's start with an easy opener today," she said, a bored tone in her voice. "Not all poisons, once ingested, can be treated with vomiting. Can anybody give a possible example of why?"
[ FLOWERING BEAUTY? ]
Maomao was delivering another batch of medicines to the brothel, The Vale of Flowers - contraceptives, mostly, but also a number of other useful medicines and a smattering of the general medicine that any place would need. Almost all of the girls inside knew her, giving her hugs if they knew her long enough or otherwise exchanging pleasantries.
The problem came upon leaving. She'd assumed, now being empty-handed and obviously leaving, that there'd be even less reason for people to pay her any attention. Unfortunately, she didn't account for Big And Drunk Guy.
It started innocently enough - for a brothel. Asking how much a night with her would cost. However, the issue was that he wouldn't, couldn't, or was too drunk to accept that she didn't work as a courtesan inside. And he was only becoming louder and more belligerent as Maomao kept turning him down.
She needs a rescue, please.
[ WILDCARD ]
Maomao is a 17-year-old apothecary in Elysium's red light district, as well a poison taster for a noble girl who is staying in the area.
She works as a provider with the Crimson Corsairs, providing both medicines and (mostly non-lethal) poisons. She also sometimes doubles as an infiltrator, since she is attached to a noble girl (who is also an infiltrator for the Crimson Corsairs.)
Once in a while, she hits up the Vault to teach other people about what she knows or, even more occasionally, to learn something new herself. She generally never visits Flotsam.
Maomao | Apothecary Diaries | AU
Seeing somebody about to do something stupid in the distance, Maomao shouted. "Hey, you! Don't even think about touching that unless you want your skin to turn purple for a week! It's not even close to what we're looking for!"
Gods, how did she wind up looking after other people? This was the worst! Some sort of devious torture, perhaps? All she wanted was to be left alone with her plants and her herbs, making powders and medicines and occasional poisons in peace. (Well, really, all medicines were poisons, in the wrong instance or with the wrong dosage.)
"And don't even think about gathering anything not on the list! Not unless I tell you to!"
[ MAKING THE GOOD STUFF P.2 ]
She grumbled a bit more to herself as she made her way over to a dead tree. Then she quickly glanced around, a maniacal glint in her eye and deranged grin on her face, before she leaned in, pulling back a piece of broken tree to reveal a plethora of mushrooms growing in a hollowed interior. "Ahuehueh... yes, these are growing nicely!" She quickly began gathering a number of the larger ones, shoving them into her own shirt instead of the gathering baskets everybody was using.
...She stopped only when she noticed she was being observed. She slowly shoved the wood piece back in place, disguising the opening and hiding her trove of mushrooms from view. "H-Hey, don't go getting any ideas," she said. "This is all for... the cause..."
[ EDUCATION AS THE BOMBS FALL ]
Why was Maomao doing this?
Oh, right, she was being forced to.
She let out a sigh as she got into the classroom. What was she teaching today - sex positions, poisons, or medicine? Well, she saw some guys in the class, so probably not the first one. Medicines and poisons, then. Or just one of them. Eh, she'd make do. She knew enough, she could wing it to work for both.
"Let's start with an easy opener today," she said, a bored tone in her voice. "Not all poisons, once ingested, can be treated with vomiting. Can anybody give a possible example of why?"
[ FLOWERING BEAUTY? ]
Maomao was delivering another batch of medicines to the brothel, The Vale of Flowers - contraceptives, mostly, but also a number of other useful medicines and a smattering of the general medicine that any place would need. Almost all of the girls inside knew her, giving her hugs if they knew her long enough or otherwise exchanging pleasantries.
The problem came upon leaving. She'd assumed, now being empty-handed and obviously leaving, that there'd be even less reason for people to pay her any attention. Unfortunately, she didn't account for Big And Drunk Guy.
It started innocently enough - for a brothel. Asking how much a night with her would cost. However, the issue was that he wouldn't, couldn't, or was too drunk to accept that she didn't work as a courtesan inside. And he was only becoming louder and more belligerent as Maomao kept turning him down.
She needs a rescue, please.
[ WILDCARD ]
Maomao is a 17-year-old apothecary in Elysium's red light district, as well a poison taster for a noble girl who is staying in the area.
She works as a provider with the Crimson Corsairs, providing both medicines and (mostly non-lethal) poisons. She also sometimes doubles as an infiltrator, since she is attached to a noble girl (who is also an infiltrator for the Crimson Corsairs.)
Once in a while, she hits up the Vault to teach other people about what she knows or, even more occasionally, to learn something new herself. She generally never visits Flotsam.
Hit her up wherever you may find her.