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Jessiqua · 02-13-2016, 11:17 AM

Art was looking around the class, and scratched his face. He could feel Madam Curie's eyes on him, and he avoided her glance. He gulped and scratched his head again. Why... why were they still... well, under the effects of the poison elixir?

There was Miss. Denaker, who was saying she didn't think the antidote had worked. Mr. Reed accusing him of wearing a nappy! Art's eyes widened in shock and he quickly looked down. No, he wasn't wearing a nappy. He breathed a sigh of relief. But... hallucinations? Dear. Oh dear. "Uhhh Mr. Reed, I'm... I'm not w-wearing a n-n-nappy." He said quietly to the first year. Although Mr. Reed seemed to think it was quite funny. Mr. Song had fallen and appeared to be... well, stuck. Miss. Pinkerton-Oliveira also called out to say she still didn't feel better. And then... Art squinted at her through his glasses. Was... was she asleep? Miss. Darcy and Miss. Watson seemed to be having trouble with their mess. Art walked over towards them, pointed his wand at the vomit and banished it. "Great SCOTT Miss. Valentine, are you quite alright?" he asked the young Ravenclaw, who had just bellowed for her partner to hold her. After doing a few more glances around the classroom, his hands now pulling at his hair, he noticed some of the students weren't exactly following the guidelines. He rushed over to Miss. O'Donnelly who was vomiting into her antidote, with Mr. Salander calling for his attention. "Err.. it-it's okay. It was-was o-only going to uhh to be-be a p-potion for you t-t-to keep. For... for y-yourselves," he said, awkwardly giving her a pat on her head. "Evanesco," he said, pointing his wand at the cauldron to vanish the vomit.

Great Scott. They were not in the right state of mind.

What had he done? He had told his students that the antidote would only take a few minutes to kick in. Why hadn't it? It was supposed to! He himself had administered that very potion, the one he had just brewed with his students, countless times to actual poisoned patients. And it had worked! After only a few minutes! He marched to the front of the room, to his desk, and grabbed his container, holding it up to the light. Yes, it was definitely a dark teal. Darker than he was used to, but he thought it was just the quality of the Standard Ingredient. He took a few random vials from the student's desks and compared them with his own. They all looked the same. So... what went wrong? He scratched his head. He KNEW that this elixir would work with the antidote, even though it wasn't actually a poison. He knew this because of the experiements they had done at St. Olaf's Hospital, only a few years prior. He was shaking his head, he felt sweat bead on his forehead.

What went wrong?

"Y-yes, if the p-potion has been brewed y-you may d-drink it," he stuttered in response to Miss. Johanson's question.. His nerves were on end. He was going to get fired! He was going to go to Azkaban! He didn't want to go to Azkaban! And he had to save these children!

And... and... What was Mr. Reed doing? Was... was he SLEEPING? "MR. REED," he said loudly, bending over the boy, giving him a trapezius squeeze in hopes of waking him up. If that failed he'd pour water over the boy's face. Surely sleeping on this elixir wasn't good. "Come on young man, up to the chair," he was saying, trying to pull him up.

OOC: EEP! MAYHEM! You guys are FANTASTIC, you are being so creative and I am loving these posts <3 You still have over 24 hours to make your posts and have more fun. Art will do some investigating to figure out what is happening

02-13-2016, 11:17 AM	#325 (permalink)
Jessiqua Poltergeist Join Date: Jul 2011 Location: Gallifrey Posts: 38,050 x9	Mentions throughout <3 Sassenach \| RAVENPUFF \| Sing me a song of a lass that is gone \| bookDRAGON \| #awkwardturtle<# Art was looking around the class, and scratched his face. He could feel Madam Curie's eyes on him, and he avoided her glance. He gulped and scratched his head again. Why... why were they still... well, under the effects of the poison elixir? There was Miss. Denaker, who was saying she didn't think the antidote had worked. Mr. Reed accusing him of wearing a nappy! Art's eyes widened in shock and he quickly looked down. No, he wasn't wearing a nappy. He breathed a sigh of relief. But... hallucinations? Dear. Oh dear. "Uhhh Mr. Reed, I'm... I'm not w-wearing a n-n-nappy." He said quietly to the first year. Although Mr. Reed seemed to think it was quite funny. Mr. Song had fallen and appeared to be... well, stuck. Miss. Pinkerton-Oliveira also called out to say she still didn't feel better. And then... Art squinted at her through his glasses. Was... was she asleep? Miss. Darcy and Miss. Watson seemed to be having trouble with their mess. Art walked over towards them, pointed his wand at the vomit and banished it. "Great SCOTT Miss. Valentine, are you quite alright?" he asked the young Ravenclaw, who had just bellowed for her partner to hold her. After doing a few more glances around the classroom, his hands now pulling at his hair, he noticed some of the students weren't exactly following the guidelines. He rushed over to Miss. O'Donnelly who was vomiting into her antidote, with Mr. Salander calling for his attention. "Err.. it-it's okay. It was-was o-only going to uhh to be-be a p-potion for you t-t-to keep. For... for y-yourselves," he said, awkwardly giving her a pat on her head. "Evanesco," he said, pointing his wand at the cauldron to vanish the vomit. Great Scott. They were not in the right state of mind. What had he done? He had told his students that the antidote would only take a few minutes to kick in. Why hadn't it? It was supposed to! He himself had administered that very potion, the one he had just brewed with his students, countless times to actual poisoned patients. And it had worked! After only a few minutes! He marched to the front of the room, to his desk, and grabbed his container, holding it up to the light. Yes, it was definitely a dark teal. Darker than he was used to, but he thought it was just the quality of the Standard Ingredient. He took a few random vials from the student's desks and compared them with his own. They all looked the same. So... what went wrong? He scratched his head. He KNEW that this elixir would work with the antidote, even though it wasn't actually a poison. He knew this because of the experiements they had done at St. Olaf's Hospital, only a few years prior. He was shaking his head, he felt sweat bead on his forehead. What went wrong? "Y-yes, if the p-potion has been brewed y-you may d-drink it," he stuttered in response to Miss. Johanson's question.. His nerves were on end. He was going to get fired! He was going to go to Azkaban! He didn't want to go to Azkaban! And he had to save these children! And... and... What was Mr. Reed doing? Was... was he SLEEPING? "MR. REED," he said loudly, bending over the boy, giving him a trapezius squeeze in hopes of waking him up. If that failed he'd pour water over the boy's face. Surely sleeping on this elixir wasn't good. "Come on young man, up to the chair," he was saying, trying to pull him up. OOC: EEP! MAYHEM! You guys are FANTASTIC, you are being so creative and I am loving these posts <3 You still have over 24 hours to make your posts and have more fun. Art will do some investigating to figure out what is happening __________________ EVASIVE \| RESTLESS \| MISUNDERSTOOD always on the move