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Moamao usually wandered, but she didn’t know where she had ended up wandering now. She pouts, picking at the dirt and finding a random cave to go to.
Jabber liked the cave due to the peace it gave him, which allowed him to get high or test out new drugs in peace.
He heard the sound of footsteps and jolted upright, noticing a short girl with greenish hair and freckles who looked like a scared cat.
She didn’t know anyone was in here. Why was he in a cave? When she took a closer look at him, she realized his eyes looked shot, almost as if he was on some sort of drug.
Jabber saw her interest in his eyes. Maybe she knew about drugs and wanted to try? He hasn’t met many people crazy enough to do that, though.
”Uhh… sorry. I got kinda lost and ended up here,” she says, scratching the back of her head. “Yer all good, man,” Jabber says, and Moamao relaxes. “Are you high?” She finally asks.
That catches Jabbers attention. He activated his jinki and watched as she went back to her scared cat mode. Jabber smiles, swinging his claw. “This guy got poison in em. Hallucinogens, to be exact.
Moamao perks up, now in a happy cat-like mode instead of a scared cat-mode. Her eyes glow, and her mouth is slightly open. “Ya wanna try?” He asks, and Moamao nods her head, rolling up her sleeve to reveal her messed-up arm due to practicing on herself.
Jabber notices the scars and notes that she must be somewhat similar to him. He pokes her and does one to himself again, sitting on the floor.
”I won’t bite cha. Unless ya want me to,” he says, grinning. “I’ll pass,” she answers siting down opposite him.
”Names Jabber. Jabber Wonger.” He extends a hand after turning off his jinki, and Moamao accepts, shaking the hand. “Moamao,” she answers.
”What did you use for this?” She asks. Jabber lists off some of the ingredients, and Moamao looks at him with glee in her eyes.
”I’m an apothecary,” she says, and Jabber gives her a confused look. “I work with poisons,” she says. A dumbed-down version of her actual role.
”Ima Raider. Basically, I kinda beat people up for my boss."
"I have a boss. Sorta. He's the emperor and really liked be cause I taught the concubines how to do tricks during sex."
Jabber begins cracking up, and Moamao does the same, laughter overcoming them both. They lie down on the rough ground of the cave, hallucinating and having a blast. "How have I never come across such an amazing drug before?" she asks, drool falling from the corners of her mouth. Jabber was giggling, lost in his own little world.
"Moamao?" A voice asks. "Moamao! Wake up!"
"Gah!" She says, shooting up and blinking slowly at Jinshi, who was wearing a confused expression. She was equally confused. That dream felt way too real, she thought to herself, pouting at Jinshi for interrupting her. "Shoo," she says, arms crossed. "Eh?" She rolls her eyes. "I said shoo! I need to get changed. Wouldn't want your noble eyes to lay witness to my peasant body." She bats her lashes, and Jinshi pinches the bridge of his nose, annoyed but not wanting to be annoyed at Moamao. After all, everyone slept in some days. He couldn't get mad at her for that.
"Jabber! Wake the hell up!" He is awakened by Cthoni screaming in his ear. He is on the floor of his cave, but the girl is nowhere in sight. He sits up, looking around a bit. Maybe he hallucinated it? No, it felt way too real for it to be a simple hallucination... He looks around, Cthoni wearing a stern expression. He waves a hand, grinning at her. "My fault, man," she says, standing up. Even though he towers over the woman in front of him, he is still somewhat intimidated by her. She is incredibly strong, not to mention a sick Vital Instrimunt. "Zodyl is pissed. He was trying to call you, but you didn't answer," she says.
Jabber whines, slouching a bit. "Can't a man get some beauty sleep?" He pouts, watching Cthoni open one of her portals. "Nothing about you is 'beautiful,' especially not yer sleepin," she tells him, and he feigns offense, following Cthoni into the portal.
He can't get the girl out of his mind, though. He isn't used to someone (other than Zanka) being stuck in his head, with him being unable to remove them from his thoughts. Maybe I gotta adjust the formula... he thinks to himself, preparing him for the scolding and potential beating that will be given to him by the boss man.
Moamao gets ready to go to sleep again, but she ends up at the same place as she was last time. In a cave, a guy high as a kite, off in his own little world, in front of her. When she spots him, she kicks him in the side and hears a moan escape the man's lips, causing her to recoil. She watches as he sits up and looks at her, shock in his eyes. "WHY ARE YOU HERE AGAIN!?" They both ask in sync, pausing to stare at each other. "What the hell is going on!?" She groans, watching as Jabber sits criss-cross, hands in his lap, as he watches her pace around.
Jabber activates his Jinki again, showing it to Moamao, who immediately lights up. "Why not make the best of this strange and fucked up situation," he says, his tone oddly calm.
Both of them wake up to the same routine and fall asleep just to find each other back in that same damn cave again. "Ugh! Ok, as fun as this is, it's getting really repetitive. I think we both need to try and do something to fix it!" Moamao says, and Jabber nods his head. "Maybe if we don't talk to each other, then it will stop?" Jabber asks Moamao, who looks at him, confused. "Why are you asking me!? I don't know!"
"I DUNNO! You said you do some, like, doctor shit. You got any clue what this could be?"
"NO!"
"Ugh!"
They sit back down, and Jabber offers his claw again. "I made it stronger," he says. Moamao thinks it might worsen the situation, but it already sucks more than the concubines when they are with the emperor. How much worse could it get? Plus, she was able to get some free druggings and she had figured out how to make this exact formula herself, reassuring her that she wasn't developing schizophrenia. She gives Jabber access, and they both fall down, like they always do, laughing more this time. Drool is falling down both of their mouths, and they are wheezing due to laughing so much.
That night, neither of them had the dream about the other, and their routines went back to how they were before this whole mess started. As much as Moamao enjoyed the free poisonings, she was glad that her dreams had gone back to normal, and Jabber felt the same way.