(oooh, I've got an idea now.  Lilliana is going to do something rather stupid.  Hurray!)<br/><br/>The final nerve had been tapped and Lilliana was not going to sit idle any longer. She slapped her sister out of the stupor the bloodloss had put her into and managed to get an idea out of her.  "They're suseptable..." she muttered.  "Take whats in the two first jars on the third shelf downstairs and mix them well... until they're... liquid.  pour into the mouth... paralyzed for 48 hours or so, but they'll feel things."<br/><br/>This was a technique Lilliana had seen Sophia use often, it was one of her favorites.  However, she hadn't passed the secret along and so it was up to Lilliana to do as she was told.  She left the kitchen as quietly as a mouse and took the specified jars from the directed shelf.  When she brought them upstairs again, she presented them to her sister.  With a weak nod, she confirmed that those were indeed the right jars.<br/><br/>Lilliana then proceeded to mix the contents in a morter and pestle, mashing them into a paste and whisking them into a liquid form.  It was a disgusting-looking brown liquid that Sophia normally hid in beer, but this time it was going from morter to mouth.<br/><br/>She slipped into the room where the pair lay sleeping and gentley carressed the chin of one, then another, pouring the cold liquid between their teeth and into the mouth, sensually rubbing the area around the adams apple to make them swallow.