 Post 5 - catepillar Fluttery Pegasi
By the time the tortoise shell resembled anything remotely powder-like, Hadley arm felt like re-fried rubber bands. She looked pleadingly at Mossy, but knew even before the girl answered that it wasn't good enough. She switched the pestle into her other hand, because she her main hand was just practically dead.
Finally it was nice and powdery-ish. It went on a plate as well. And oh thank Merlin. No more crushing or mashing. She'd need her right hand for that though.
Hadley gave herself a break, letting the feeling return to her dominant hand. Three minutes later, she was ready. Swapping out the 2 gram weight for a 5 gram weight, Hadley measured the caterpillar to make sure it was basically 5 grams. It was.
And now--she glanced at her notes--sliced into thin pieces but not too thin...
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Ambiguous instructions were ambiguous.
At least she had Mossy helping. Hadley made the first slice, and then positioned the knife to slice again. "Mossy, is this thin enough, to thin, what?" It was best to check before making the slice.
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