11-19-2011, 01:34 AM
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Crumple-Horned Snorkack
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Giselle Barrington Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Arienne Morgenstern Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Simone Wild Slytherin Third Year x5 x3
| egg project post #7 Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict Studying, studying and more studying. That was what Stella was starting to feel like her life was becoming. At least right now, with finals and OWLs practically imminent. Either way, she was on her way to the library yet again, for yet another bout of studying. This time most likely one of her less confident subjects, although she hadn 't really decided yet. She figured she'd see what she could find first once she got to the library, but first she wanted to check on her egg again. After the incident with almost ending up in the swamp, she wasn't going to take her chances. That had startled her more than she'd thought the project would have, but then before, things hadn't gotten as out of control. It was time to take that control back.
Taking Oberon out of her pocket, as she'd started keeping it closer to her than inside her bag, she let the egg rest in the palm of her hand for a moment. "Is everything going okay with you?," she asked quietly, even thoughs he didn't really expect a response. The egg vibrated slightly, though, and she concentrated harder on deciphering what that meant. Finally, she realized that she wasn't feeling the usual slight slickness to the metal surface, and she touched a finger to the egg experimentally. Definitely dry. So it wasn't perfectly alright after all, but then that was why she'd checked on it before she was focused on studying.
"Argentum humidus," she cast quickly, taking her wand out and making the appropriate motions for the spell. Leaving the egg in her other hand so she could gauge the humidity returning, since she didn't want her egg to get too wet. As she concluded that spell, however, she also realized the egg had gotten colder. Of course. It can't be anything simple, can it?, she thought, getting a bit exasperated. "Argentum calidus," she cast, swishing and tapping her wand at the appropriate times, nodding as the egg warmed up. Hopefully now she'd be able to go into the library and study. Not have to worry about her egg for a while.
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