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Ameh · 02-13-2016, 08:13 PM

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Originally Posted by Ch_Couture

Elliot wrinkled his nose flopping back down into his seat. Why was he starting to sweat? Had the professor heated up the classroom somehow. He gently pulled his collar, swaying in his seat a bit as he stared at Jay. The smaller boy needed to start brewing or...or he'd be stuck like this. He tried to say something but his speech was slurred. What exactly had he ingested!?!?

It. Was. Not. Working.

Minutes had already passed. It seemed like hours had passed. Days, even. But Jaemin was extremely sure it had been more than minutes, and minutes was what the professor had promised. The small boy lifted his head off the table (not without difficulty) and looked at Elliot blearily.

"I think... potion's wrong..." he mumbled, putting a hand to his throat. He was thirsty... he felt at his pockets, fumbling around for his wand. "Need water..."

He was going to have to brew the potion himself, so that both of them could take it... the small boy pushed up to his feet again, still shaking as he tried to figure out where the ingredients were. He wasn't sure how he was going to do it, but by Merlin he was going to.

Until he took three steps and fell down into a Small Pile of Sad again. The way things kept swaying was not making this easy... he whined loudly from where he was on the floor, his hand moving to grip at his head. "Professoooooooooooor..."

02-13-2016, 08:13 PM	#351 (permalink)
Ameh DIMC Boggart Join Date: Oct 2003 Posts: 29,830 x4	♥Dunkin \| Pixie's Precious Pea \| kpop goddess \| sneaky sounder \| forever slytherin♥ Quote: Originally Posted by Ch_Couture Elliot wrinkled his nose flopping back down into his seat. Why was he starting to sweat? Had the professor heated up the classroom somehow. He gently pulled his collar, swaying in his seat a bit as he stared at Jay. The smaller boy needed to start brewing or...or he'd be stuck like this. He tried to say something but his speech was slurred. What exactly had he ingested!?!? It. Was. Not. Working. Minutes had already passed. It seemed like hours had passed. Days, even. But Jaemin was extremely sure it had been more than minutes, and minutes was what the professor had promised. The small boy lifted his head off the table (not without difficulty) and looked at Elliot blearily. "I think... potion's wrong..." he mumbled, putting a hand to his throat. He was thirsty... he felt at his pockets, fumbling around for his wand. "Need water..." He was going to have to brew the potion himself, so that both of them could take it... the small boy pushed up to his feet again, still shaking as he tried to figure out where the ingredients were. He wasn't sure how he was going to do it, but by Merlin he was going to. Until he took three steps and fell down into a Small Pile of Sad again. The way things kept swaying was not making this easy... he whined loudly from where he was on the floor, his hand moving to grip at his head. "Professoooooooooooor..."