Vickers moved out towards the grounds, carrying a few more thimbles with him, a fresh set of flowers clumped in his hand. Hendrix has stayed relatively quiet since her surprise bath, barely peeking out of his robes as he walked. When he found a suitable spot for transfiguring he set the clumped flowers aside and fished out a thimble from his robes…

Hendrix could feel the Wizard as stopped walking. When she peeked out from his pocket the first thing she saw were those flowers sitting innocently aside. But they werent just any ordinary flowers-- they were PURPLE flowers. Purple like her! She leapt out of the Ravenclaw’s robes and landed softly amongst the stems. She looked up at the Wizard. Eh, he was busy with them shiny things that leaks water when it gets bigger. He can have that, Hendrix will have purple flowers!

Vickers set a thimble down, concentrating for a moment at the new creation he wanted to have. He wanted it unique, maybe something that wasn’t obviously a vase. After a deep breath he did the wand stroke and uttered “Floreneo!” The thimble twirled in its place a few times until it turned into a vase that looked like a stack of live stones.

Hmm yes, very much like something found in nature, which would look rather well with the flowers he’s picked up. He turned to where he left the flowers and yelped. The whole clump is GONE save for one stalk “Hendrix stop eating that!”

Hendrix was nice and contented with pretty purply flowers. They smell good but taste even better. She was just about to finish it all up when the Wizard yelled at her again. What? Arent the flowers for her? It has to be-- because they are PURPLE. Not BLUE you tricksies Wizard.

Vickers yanked the last flower away before there is nothing left for him to place in the vase. He took the vase and set the lonely stalk into it, then grabbed the purple furry troublemaker, glaring at her. “I should try to make you regurgitate all those flowers you ate.” he grumbled as he shoved her back into his pocket.