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SilverTiger · 09-25-2012, 08:17 AM

So far, Kendall hadn't seen any cracks or anything in Midir's shell. At least, nothing that didn't look like it shouldn't be there, since she was starting to wonder how the jewels were attached to the shell. If they were separate, that would mean they were attached somehow, and that meant that some cracks had to be okay. Dirt in them, not so much, but that wasn't the next step. No, once she had made sure that nothing was wrong with her little fire crab's shell, more massage was called for. According to the cool floating instructions Professor Newlin had conjured. Maybe she could ask about that later too, when she stayed behind to do whatever she could talk the professor into letting her do if she wasn't needed for a worm roundup. She continually murmured reassuring things to Midir, either way. She didn't want to end up dealing with boiling water if it got scared and made fire after all.

However, her fire crab seemed to have bonded with her or something, seeing as she could see the creature's eyes following her as she'd continued working, picking up the soft brush that had been provided and dipping it into the water a little. That wasn't part of the instructions, but she figured it would soften the bristles even more. "Okay, little Midir. I'm just going to brush you now, and I still promise it won't hurt. It'll be nice and get you even prettier," she said, starting to move the brush in circles over the shell, going around each jewel carefully and even on top of them. Moving over the entire shell's surface, even the part that was half-underwater and smiling as the little fire crab's eyes started closing even as she scrubbed a bit harder over any areas that seemed more dirty than the others. It was so cute and little and not-scary. She could see why people wanted to keep them around, and not let them go extinct.

09-25-2012, 08:17 AM	#306 (permalink)
SilverTiger Crumple-Horned Snorkack Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: SoCal sighs(GMT-8) Posts: 111,193 Hogwarts RPG Name: Giselle Barrington Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin Second Year Gryffindor First Year Gryffindor First Year Gryffindor First Year x5 x3	Post 2 Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict So far, Kendall hadn't seen any cracks or anything in Midir's shell. At least, nothing that didn't look like it shouldn't be there, since she was starting to wonder how the jewels were attached to the shell. If they were separate, that would mean they were attached somehow, and that meant that some cracks had to be okay. Dirt in them, not so much, but that wasn't the next step. No, once she had made sure that nothing was wrong with her little fire crab's shell, more massage was called for. According to the cool floating instructions Professor Newlin had conjured. Maybe she could ask about that later too, when she stayed behind to do whatever she could talk the professor into letting her do if she wasn't needed for a worm roundup. She continually murmured reassuring things to Midir, either way. She didn't want to end up dealing with boiling water if it got scared and made fire after all. However, her fire crab seemed to have bonded with her or something, seeing as she could see the creature's eyes following her as she'd continued working, picking up the soft brush that had been provided and dipping it into the water a little. That wasn't part of the instructions, but she figured it would soften the bristles even more. "Okay, little Midir. I'm just going to brush you now, and I still promise it won't hurt. It'll be nice and get you even prettier," she said, starting to move the brush in circles over the shell, going around each jewel carefully and even on top of them. Moving over the entire shell's surface, even the part that was half-underwater and smiling as the little fire crab's eyes started closing even as she scrubbed a bit harder over any areas that seemed more dirty than the others. It was so cute and little and not-scary. She could see why people wanted to keep them around, and not let them go extinct. __________________ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me, at tea time, everybody agrees ...It must be exhausting, always rooting for the anti-hero ♥ ♥ ♥