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hermionesclone · 05-16-2014, 05:17 PM

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Originally Posted by Squishy

And now he was complimenting her potion brewing skills? Why had she never talked to this sweet boy before? It never ceased to amaze her how friendly everyone was to her. "You don't seem to be bad at it either," she returned the compliment as she gazed at the potion he had brewed. Yep, it looked exactly like hers.

The idea of drinking at the count of three was a good one, so that got him a nod from her. "I want to try arm wrestling with you." Why not? It was all in good fun, and she could be rather competitive when she wanted to be. Maybe she wasn't big or muscular like a lot of the guys were, but she could still hold her own. "Yes, I am dating Bay. Isn't he funny?" Surely Grayson had a good laugh over everything since it was all done in good fun and not to be mean.

Feeling that it was time to get this over with - since surely it would taste bad with all that heart and blood in it - Lux decided to start the count now. "Okay, one... two... three." Bringing the cup to her lips, she downed the whole thing. It was TERRIBLE, and made her want to gag. "So gross." What was with that lingering after taste?

He didn't seem bad at potion making either? Well DUH. Potions was one of his favourite subjects. Which, thinking about it, was probably something that the girl didn't know since this was their very first meeting. "Thank you." See? Manners. He had some, a tiny bit, somewhere deep deep deep down inside.

Grayson couldn't help but smirk at the sound of the arm wrestling. "Hope you're prepared to lose, then." Trash talk. There was nothing quite like it. He would have to remind himself that it was only a game and that the influence of the potion would help them if, and only if, the girl ended up winning. Bay? And funny????? Oh jeez. Be NICE, Whitlock. "Er, yeah, he is. He's quite good at pulling a prank or two." And he smiled. This being nice thing was going to end up being hard, he just knew it.

Countdown? The boy took a deep breath and, when the redhead said three, he brought the cup up to his lips and downed the whole thing. Oh. MERLIN. That TASTE?! Jeez, this wasn't what he had put himself up for. It tasted like freaking METAL. Keeping the expression on his face neutral was hard and, before long, the boy ended up scowling. "If it wasn't for the effect of the potion, I don't think I'd want to try it again." Uh huh. Horrible.

"We have to wait a bit and then arm wrestle, yeah?" Get the feeling in his muscles and all.

05-16-2014, 05:17 PM	#456 (permalink)
hermionesclone Pogrebin Join Date: May 2009 Location: London Posts: 32,849 Hogwarts RPG Name: Alexander River Hirsch Gryffindor Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: -- x11 x11	urine trouble \| Pat's Strong Confident Other Half \| Pees Like a Champion Unicorn Racehorse Quote: Originally Posted by Squishy And now he was complimenting her potion brewing skills? Why had she never talked to this sweet boy before? It never ceased to amaze her how friendly everyone was to her. "You don't seem to be bad at it either," she returned the compliment as she gazed at the potion he had brewed. Yep, it looked exactly like hers. The idea of drinking at the count of three was a good one, so that got him a nod from her. "I want to try arm wrestling with you." Why not? It was all in good fun, and she could be rather competitive when she wanted to be. Maybe she wasn't big or muscular like a lot of the guys were, but she could still hold her own. "Yes, I am dating Bay. Isn't he funny?" Surely Grayson had a good laugh over everything since it was all done in good fun and not to be mean. Feeling that it was time to get this over with - since surely it would taste bad with all that heart and blood in it - Lux decided to start the count now. "Okay, one... two... three." Bringing the cup to her lips, she downed the whole thing. It was TERRIBLE, and made her want to gag. "So gross." What was with that lingering after taste? He didn't seem bad at potion making either? Well DUH. Potions was one of his favourite subjects. Which, thinking about it, was probably something that the girl didn't know since this was their very first meeting. "Thank you." See? Manners. He had some, a tiny bit, somewhere deep deep deep down inside. Grayson couldn't help but smirk at the sound of the arm wrestling. "Hope you're prepared to lose, then." Trash talk. There was nothing quite like it. He would have to remind himself that it was only a game and that the influence of the potion would help them if, and only if, the girl ended up winning. Bay? And funny????? Oh jeez. Be NICE, Whitlock. "Er, yeah, he is. He's quite good at pulling a prank or two." And he smiled. This being nice thing was going to end up being hard, he just knew it. Countdown? The boy took a deep breath and, when the redhead said three, he brought the cup up to his lips and downed the whole thing. Oh. MERLIN. That TASTE?! Jeez, this wasn't what he had put himself up for. It tasted like freaking METAL. Keeping the expression on his face neutral was hard and, before long, the boy ended up scowling. "If it wasn't for the effect of the potion, I don't think I'd want to try it again." Uh huh. Horrible. "We have to wait a bit and then arm wrestle, yeah?" Get the feeling in his muscles and all. __________________