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Jojogali · 02-10-2016, 08:35 PM

SPOILER!!: Jace!

Crush Crush Crush...CRUUUUSH...

CrushCrushCrushCrush...grunt...CRUSHCRUSH...

How fine, did Professor Art wanted it to be? Jace’s hand and shoulder started to ache as he continued to disintegrate the bezoar manually and carefully. The man said not to leave chunks in there because it will mess up the antidote, so he was very determined to get every bit of the stone in powder form. Merlin, can’t they just get a powdered form in the apothecary?! Why must they do all this labour??? “Hmm?” Jace kept his eyes on his mortar and pestle, crushing away the bezoar while he listened to Elsa. “Oh, is it? My papa wanted me to attend school here, so I could get the best of both worlds. I’ve seen how things worked in Mahoutokoro as a day student. I like it there, but my papa insisted that Hogwarts will be better for me.” Jace shrugged as he paused to massage his shoulder, and after a while, continued to crush the bezoar diligently.

Jace chuckled and shook his head in amusement. “You have to help me get my set of horns first before we could do the research.” So in effect, it’s a back to back research activity. Jace watched Elsa drink her poison from the corner of his eyes. Well, he didn’t like the idea of being puked at.

Jace however had to double check when Elsa announced that the drink was...okay. Well, that’s how poisons should be, right? It has to look, taste, and smell harmless, enough to fool the victim. It didn’t take long for the poison to kick in however. “You don’t look so good.” Jace said flatly, and quickly got a spare cauldron from his workstation and pushed it towards her. “Hey pirate? There’s your cauldron. Feel free to throw up in there.” Merlin, his effort must be in vain. Jace wasn’t sure if Elsa could even comprehend what he just said right now. “Hang in there!”

Mustering all the focus he could get, Jace made sure that his bezoar was powder like, and proceeded with the next step. He got his cauldron, “Scourgify!” And added four measures of the crushed bezoar in it, as well as two measures of the standard ingredients.

With that done, Jace paused to check on his partner by waving his hand in front of her face. “Are you still with me, Elsa-san?” Merlin, talk about pressure!

Right, onto the next steps...

The crushing sound lulled Elsa as she stood against the table, her head in her hands, observing Jace work. Merlin, wasn’t he determined? Look at him crushing that bezoar into oblivion! That though alone made her chuckle again.

She tried to keep a nice talk flowing between her and her Ravenclaw friend “My mum wanted me to go to the same house as she went. She wouldn’t shut it about Slytherin! Slytherin this, Slytherin that”” she mimicked her mother’s voice” “I secretly believe that she does not trust another place to be as capable as Hogwarts.” she shrugged and a shiver made her whimper a little.

As he pushed his spare cauldron to her, she eyed it suspiciously “I’m not supposed to be cooking anything!” she said confused, and put her head in it “Heey it echoes in here!” and another fit of giggles erupted from her throat, vibrating in the cauldron for a minute before she actually emptied the contents of her stomach in a gut-wrenching sound.

She carefully pulled her head from the cauldron, looking up at Jace apologetically, wiping her mouth with a paper tissue she took from her pocket. “I’m sorry Jace, I’m actually not feeling that good.” and she groaned again in discomfort.

As time went by, and Jace kept preparing the potion, the barely there symptoms she thought she had evolved into something more consistent. Her vision was blurry around the edges, she kept sweating like she had just walked through the rain, she was pale and groggy. This poison did not suit her at all. Mild my Dragon’s tail! But then again, if it was actual poison she would probably be on the floor by now, soaked in her own fluids.

Taking a deep breath, she pushed the hair out of her face and pulled it up in to a tight bun, trying to get a firmer grip in reality and her surroundings, fanning her face with her free hand while the other one kept a cautious hold on the spare cauldron. Better safe than sound. She didn’t think her reputation, if she had any, could handle it. “How is it going? Is it hard?” she eyed the content of Jace’s cauldron.

02-10-2016, 08:35 PM	#169 (permalink)
Jojogali DoM & DMAC Billywig Join Date: Mar 2006 Location: Portugal Posts: 3,658 Hogwarts RPG Name: Elsa Pinkerton-Oliveira Third Year	Post 2 : Drinker Snuffles Sweetness \| Sirius is my veil dancer SPOILER!!: Jace! Crush Crush Crush...CRUUUUSH... CrushCrushCrushCrush...grunt...CRUSHCRUSH... How fine, did Professor Art wanted it to be? Jace’s hand and shoulder started to ache as he continued to disintegrate the bezoar manually and carefully. The man said not to leave chunks in there because it will mess up the antidote, so he was very determined to get every bit of the stone in powder form. Merlin, can’t they just get a powdered form in the apothecary?! Why must they do all this labour??? “Hmm?” Jace kept his eyes on his mortar and pestle, crushing away the bezoar while he listened to Elsa. “Oh, is it? My papa wanted me to attend school here, so I could get the best of both worlds. I’ve seen how things worked in Mahoutokoro as a day student. I like it there, but my papa insisted that Hogwarts will be better for me.” Jace shrugged as he paused to massage his shoulder, and after a while, continued to crush the bezoar diligently. Jace chuckled and shook his head in amusement. “You have to help me get my set of horns first before we could do the research.” So in effect, it’s a back to back research activity. Jace watched Elsa drink her poison from the corner of his eyes. Well, he didn’t like the idea of being puked at. Jace however had to double check when Elsa announced that the drink was...okay. Well, that’s how poisons should be, right? It has to look, taste, and smell harmless, enough to fool the victim. It didn’t take long for the poison to kick in however. “You don’t look so good.” Jace said flatly, and quickly got a spare cauldron from his workstation and pushed it towards her. “Hey pirate? There’s your cauldron. Feel free to throw up in there.” Merlin, his effort must be in vain. Jace wasn’t sure if Elsa could even comprehend what he just said right now. “Hang in there!” Mustering all the focus he could get, Jace made sure that his bezoar was powder like, and proceeded with the next step. He got his cauldron, “Scourgify!” And added four measures of the crushed bezoar in it, as well as two measures of the standard ingredients. With that done, Jace paused to check on his partner by waving his hand in front of her face. “Are you still with me, Elsa-san?” Merlin, talk about pressure! Right, onto the next steps... The crushing sound lulled Elsa as she stood against the table, her head in her hands, observing Jace work. Merlin, wasn’t he determined? Look at him crushing that bezoar into oblivion! That though alone made her chuckle again. She tried to keep a nice talk flowing between her and her Ravenclaw friend “My mum wanted me to go to the same house as she went. She wouldn’t shut it about Slytherin! Slytherin this, Slytherin that”” she mimicked her mother’s voice” “I secretly believe that she does not trust another place to be as capable as Hogwarts.” she shrugged and a shiver made her whimper a little. As he pushed his spare cauldron to her, she eyed it suspiciously “I’m not supposed to be cooking anything!” she said confused, and put her head in it “Heey it echoes in here!” and another fit of giggles erupted from her throat, vibrating in the cauldron for a minute before she actually emptied the contents of her stomach in a gut-wrenching sound. She carefully pulled her head from the cauldron, looking up at Jace apologetically, wiping her mouth with a paper tissue she took from her pocket. “I’m sorry Jace, I’m actually not feeling that good.” and she groaned again in discomfort. As time went by, and Jace kept preparing the potion, the barely there symptoms she thought she had evolved into something more consistent. Her vision was blurry around the edges, she kept sweating like she had just walked through the rain, she was pale and groggy. This poison did not suit her at all. Mild my Dragon’s tail! But then again, if it was actual poison she would probably be on the floor by now, soaked in her own fluids. Taking a deep breath, she pushed the hair out of her face and pulled it up in to a tight bun, trying to get a firmer grip in reality and her surroundings, fanning her face with her free hand while the other one kept a cautious hold on the spare cauldron. Better safe than sound. She didn’t think her reputation, if she had any, could handle it. “How is it going? Is it hard?” she eyed the content of Jace’s cauldron. __________________ Despite my empty mouth the words are in my mind. Don't you wonder what's inside? Last edited by Jojogali; 02-10-2016 at 09:36 PM.