 post 2 - drinker Fluttery Pegasi
Wait... Haddie should really be paying attention to how Tenacius makes the potion, if she was going to have any remote hope of making it herself. It wasn't going to be easy though... not with the nauseating swaying sensation, and the nauseating spinning sensation and the... Can someone just sail out of this stupid storm already!?
She lifted her head, or rather rolled it up off the desk--When did her head get so heavy, anyhow?--and glanced lethargically around the room. The candles that lit the room flared more than a J.J. Abrams movie, and made her head throb with more vigor. It was nothing compared to the overwhelming nauseating smell of coffee beans. She wasn't sure if the smell was entirely in her head or not... Haddie hated that smell more than anything in the world.
When she was finally sure she wasn't going to vomit--thank Merlin!--Haddie rolled her head Tenacius' direction, watching him grind up the bezoar through squinted eyes. Everything, Tenacius, the workstation, the mortar he was crushing the bezoar in, kept swaying making it harder to watch than it already was.
"Wait," Haddie moaned. "I need to watch...hold still." She reached out with both hands, shaky and uncertain and after a few attempts finally found mortar and held the sides of it down as firmly as she could. "That's better."
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Last edited by Callie; 02-10-2016 at 09:33 PM.
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