 Post 1 of soil analysis ΒΌ of the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pls
*THUD*
"OWWWWWWWWWW!"
Katherine was NOT happy with how this whole portkey adventure ended. She'd somehow managed to stay on her feet, but she wasn't expecting such a strong landing, so when they landed, her legs could't carry her and she fell on her bum - with her knee cracking due to the sudden movement. The ground wasn't helpful at all either, so even though her knees had soaked much of the impact, it still hurt (it wasn't because she was such a cry baby shhh). She whimpered and looked around to see if she was the only one. Well - she wasn't the only one, but she was the only whining one. With a huff, she got up, made a face of pain, and walked over to Professor Myers to get her potion. She wasn't getting a skin cancer, tyvm. So she caaaaaarefully applied the potion on ever inch of skin she could, then she waited for a little for the potion to be effective. Once she felt protected, she first held out her hand carefully outside of the shadow as if she was somehow expecting it to burn... and when it didn't, she fully stepped outside and gathered the necessary gear: a vial of the potion, beakers (she highly suspected plastic would melt at this temperature and affect the outcome of the experiment, but she wasn't the one to judge the professors), trowels and powdered carbon. Then, she walked over to the least populated area - she wasn't going to be distracted by cheeky peers. No, she also was not interested in a soil fight or whatever they might think.
Setting her gears down, she picked a beaker, hoped it would not melt, and collected a trowel of dirt to add in it. Then, she paused to think: she had to open the vial and get some potion to pour into the beaker, but if she set the beaker down on the ground, it might melt down and mess with the potion's outcome; which meant she had to keep holding onto the beaker, but she couldn't open the vial with one hand... in the end, she knelt and secured the beaker (why wasn't this glass, again?) between her legs, and caaaaaaarefully opened the vial to get some potion.
Did the professors appreciate her attention and, well, wits?
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