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Felixir · 05-26-2016, 04:02 AM

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Originally Posted by Jessiqua

Art was under the table, picking up the items he had just dropped. There were mostly bits of leaves and flower buds, a few thistles, and of course the container they had been in. He hadn't even heard anyone enter the lab, so when he stood up and looked up, he let out a little yelp.

And then a chuckle..

"I didn't see you there Mr Prince," he said. "What are you... oh the aging potion. Wonderful! I'm glad y-you're back." He was. He was genuinely happy to see the young man there, eagerly wanting to brew the potion. Well, maybe not eagerly, but Art assumed as much anyway. He still hadn't noticed the young man's absence of shoes, or he would have asked him to put them on before entering. For safety reasons. He did notice the lack of tie and outer robes, but Art didn't care about that. They only got in the way of potion making.

The sound of the yelp had been altogether unexpected, and Daxton started in surprise. Exactly what Newton was doing, hiding and crawling around under tables, Daxton did not know. He did know that it annoyed him, purely due to the fact that he felt tricked in some way, like the professor had snuck up on him. Not true, of course, but Daxton refused to consider it.

He placed his newly cleaned cauldron down on at the workstation and nodded. Yes, the Aging Potion. Daxton had been hoping to brew it in private, without students around to watch him fail, without the professor around to see him wanting to succeed. In a way, Daxton felt almost as though he had been caught in the act while doing something wrong - curiously, a feeling he never got when actually caught in the act while doing something wrong - and stood awkwardly for a moment before nodding towards his notes from class, written in his notebook which sat open on the desk. In the meantime, he started pulling the ingredients from his potions kit, casting glances at Newton every now and then, still not entirely sure what to make of him.

The words 'wonderful' and 'glad you're back' were still ringing in Daxton's ears, throwing him off ever so slightly. He felt almost as though he would have to do something to evoke some negative comments, to balance things out again.

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