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StarShine · 02-27-2015, 07:40 PM

Text Cut: Toby

Cosgrach nodded after Toby was finished. "That's right," he said, even though it hadn't been a question. Then, he fell silent and let Toby figure out whatever was on his mind.

Ah, the euphoria one. Cosgrach didn't answer right away... "It's tricky to have more of potions that alters the mood," he said, "but a bit more wouldn't hurt, especially with peppermint." He paused again. "Do you want to make it stronger?"

Text Cut: Kevin

HFDİAİ KEVIN NO JUST NO "It DOESN'T!" Cosgrach snapped, because Kevin wasn't pleasant anymore. Did he even KNOW how hard it was to brew those potions!? DID HE!? So he had BETTER - Okay, good - Cosgrach glared some more, but grumpily conjured some water in his personal mug and offered it to the boy. He still got this under control, minus the count of sweets, but he didn't care. That would teach the boy a lesson.

"I'm not afraid of you, sweet Kevin," he said sweetly, "You attacked my door, so I naturally thought it was some sort of dark lord who imperius'ed you."

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02-27-2015, 07:40 PM	#70 (permalink)
StarShine DoM Kappa Join Date: Mar 2009 Location: Cell culture hood Posts: 13,005 Hogwarts RPG Name: Mona Deandra Hellmann Gryffindor First Year x5 x6	¼ of the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pls Text Cut: Toby Quote: Originally Posted by Felixir "I wonder if... there's a way to brew them to make them stronger. Probably have to change ingredients or amounts or something like that," Toby replied, though in a way he was talking more to himself than to Culloden. He started to bite at his thumbnail, which had already been chewed right down to the quick as a result of his recently acquired nail-biting habit. There was a moment in which Toby debated with himself whether or not to mention the potion he was thinking of, but ultimately decided to throw caution to the wind, as that was what he did best after all. "What about, say... an elixir? The Elixir to Induce Euphoria, perhaps?" He said it casually enough, shifting in his seat again into a pretty relaxed position. "Or maybe it's stronger if you have more?" ... "Just out of curiosity, y'know? It's interesting stuff, is all." Yup. Cosgrach nodded after Toby was finished. "That's right," he said, even though it hadn't been a question. Then, he fell silent and let Toby figure out whatever was on his mind. Ah, the euphoria one. Cosgrach didn't answer right away... "It's tricky to have more of potions that alters the mood," he said, "but a bit more wouldn't hurt, especially with peppermint." He paused again. "Do you want to make it stronger?" Text Cut: Kevin Quote: Originally Posted by DuckyLinJi These sweets were too good, so Kevin ate another one. The man wouldn’t mind right? That he ate all the sweets? Wait, why would he even care if he minded it or not? He was feeling really good, like , really really good that he didn’t even care that the Professor was telling him to not do something. “What? This one?” he asked as he shook the vial. “Merlin’s Beard! Did you hear that?! Here, listen” and with that he brought the potion vial closer to the man’s ear and shook it again. “DOESN’T THAT SOUND FUNNY?!” He laughed again as he ate sweet number…he lost count… not that he counted. “Fiiine!” he smiled and placed the vial back where it belonged and as he popped another candy in his mouth he frowned. “You have water? My mouth feels dry” and why was he sweating more than usual? Mweh, probably from walking down the stairs from the Gryffindor tower. They HAD to do something about that, even muggles had elevators. He suddenly laughed out loud again when he took a bite of the candy and pointed to the Professor as he half bounced towards the chair and sat on it. “You ignored my question AGAIN! Are you THAT scared of m—“ ….oooh boy his heart started racing. HFDİAİ KEVIN NO JUST NO "It DOESN'T!" Cosgrach snapped, because Kevin wasn't pleasant anymore. Did he even KNOW how hard it was to brew those potions!? DID HE!? So he had BETTER - Okay, good - Cosgrach glared some more, but grumpily conjured some water in his personal mug and offered it to the boy. He still got this under control, minus the count of sweets, but he didn't care. That would teach the boy a lesson. "I'm not afraid of you, sweet Kevin," he said sweetly, *"You attacked* my door, so I naturally thought it was some sort of dark lord who imperius'ed you."** Happy with the answer?