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sweetpinkpixie · 03-26-2014, 12:02 PM

SPOILER!!: if you two are Thing 1 and Thing 2...does that make me the Cat in the Hat and Lisa Fish?

Completely missing whatever look it was that the future Potioneer was making - stink eye? Had the astronomer passed gas and he hadn't realized it ~~again~~ - he relaxed into his seat a bit more and folded his hands on top of the table. "Are you implying that I LOST my ferret?" he asked while squinting at the boy. "I have only ever lost a pet once, and it was not my fault. I had left Pebbles in the Headmistress' care when the dementors had attacked and the woman had ABANDONED her. She came back to me eventually, however."

Bottom line? No. He had not lost his ferret. Hershel was still in his office in his phone booth shaped cage.

Oh Merlin. Okay. Here it was. The moment of truth. Or something. STARE.

Sitting quite literally on the edge of his seat, the astronomer watched as the by swallowed the goo and tried not to get distracted by memories of his own school days. While he had never been good enough in Potions to even dream of brewing something like this on his own, he had assembled a few customized dung bombs. That was close, right?

"Alright there, Mr. Mordaunt?" he asked. He didn't see any foaming at the mouth to indicate poisoning, so that was a start at least. "If you need to throw up I would prefer you not do so in my direction."

TOOOOOOT!

03-26-2014, 12:02 PM	#97 (permalink)
sweetpinkpixie Wizarding World RPG Admin Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Leprechaun Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 40,025 Hogwarts RPG Name: Briallen Ashburry-Hawthorne Gryffindor First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Diamond Marchbanks Gryffindor Sixth Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Zachaël Lufkin Owl Post x12 x12	astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf SPOILER!!: if you two are Thing 1 and Thing 2...does that make me the Cat in the Hat and Lisa Fish? Quote: Originally Posted by SlytherinSistah Cutty stood there with the glass cup in his hand as it's contents bubbled slightly and turned a smooth, foul-smelling black. He looked blankly at the Astronomy Professor. The only variation in expression happened when his lower eyelid scrunched slightly in either irritation or perhaps, thought. It was probably a bit of both. It was a red tie! He had said a red...Oh, hell his memory was going. "Professor Flamsteed, do you still have the ferret?" Cutty was willing to bet on 'No', or maybe a 'Yes', but probably the physical evidence would point to 'No'. "Think about tha' for a minute, whilst I test out my idea." And bottoms up, Cutty downed the potion. At first, it felt like nothing. Perhaps maybe a warming sensation as it went down the hatch and settled in his stomach, but once there the horrible feeling started to take hold. It was as if he were enduring the worst ever bout with diarrhea he'd ever had. The turning, twisting, rumbling sensation was followed by Cutty sitting on the floor bent over his knees as he felt like he'd been lit on fire from within. The last thing he felt was the rippling of his skin as it pulled back in a taught manner over his inner tissues. It was horrific and scary and no wonder it wasn't a practical solution to the problems they faced as Hogwartians. Not to mention it was at least a day of brewing. It would not have even been possible for him to have obtained it with his still amateur skill level were it not for this room having appeared. Cutty remained seated on the floor for a moment longer letting his hummingbird-like palpitations calm. Completely missing whatever look it was that the future Potioneer was making - stink eye? Had the astronomer passed gas and he hadn't realized it ~~again~~ - he relaxed into his seat a bit more and folded his hands on top of the table. "Are you implying that I LOST my ferret?" he asked while squinting at the boy. "I have only ever lost a pet once, and it was not my fault. I had left Pebbles in the Headmistress' care when the dementors had attacked and the woman had ABANDONED her. She came back to me eventually, however." Bottom line? No. He had not lost his ferret. Hershel was still in his office in his phone booth shaped cage. Oh Merlin. Okay. Here it was. The moment of truth. Or something. STARE. Sitting quite literally on the edge of his seat, the astronomer watched as the by swallowed the goo and tried not to get distracted by memories of his own school days. While he had never been good enough in Potions to even dream of brewing something like this on his own, he had assembled a few customized dung bombs. That was close, right? "Alright there, Mr. Mordaunt?" he asked. He didn't see any foaming at the mouth to indicate poisoning, so that was a start at least. "If you need to throw up I would prefer you not do so in my direction." TOOOOOOT! __________________ When you're stuck in a moment and your spark has been stolen .................................................. ........... this is our time to own it, so own it..................................... baby we were born with fire and gold in our eyes