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Krel Ansell · 12-10-2018, 05:23 PM

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

[…]"We will be cleaning that tank today," he informed the group as he gestured towards the tank with swimming Encephalons inside. "Recent testings have shown that the solution is no longer is providing substantial nutrition to the Encephalons. Adam, Megan. I would like for you two in particularly to take samples back to be examined and modified accordingly. We may need a new hybrid plant of some variety to assist in the restorative properties of the solution, so you can add that to your list when you make the trip down to level four to inquire about resupplying our storeroom. The Encephalons have a slimy mucus excreting from their sulci that you need to collect a small sample from each." [..]

Support cane in one hand, raspberry wand in the other, Adam tap-tap-tappity-tapped his way into the thought chamber. ”As you zay cabtain.” He took a moment to tap his cane around the area for to get the lay of the land before folding the cane up and tucking it away. He then reached into another pocket of his robes and pulled out a couple of vials of varying sizes. ”I Alvays keep ein couble on me. You neffer know vat you're koing to find vile out und around.” He handed a couple to Megan.

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Originally Posted by Encephalons!

Some were gliding.

Some were bottle rolling.

Others were merely content using their long stems to wade in place.

The encephalons were on the move and if one did not know any better would almost assume that they were excited to have so many visitors at once. Should any one of the persons venture too close to the tank (as the department head had just now) a very vivid thought would appear inside their mind: let us out so we can shine.

Holding a few vials himself. He took a couple of steps towards the tank. He placed one hand on the tank and felt the humming restlessness of the contents.”Do you zink accio vould vork?” he asked Megan, while doubting it himself. Trusting his co-workers to be ready with their wands, because, hey- it wasn’t like Adam was going to be the best shot in the room and also trusting that someone would pull/knock him out of harms way, he tucked his wand between his teeth and began to open his vials and to collect his samples.

Was it just Adam’s imagination or his wacky ~~lacking~~ eyesight or was the tank aglow with a very redd-ish yellow glow?

12-10-2018, 05:23 PM	#9 (permalink)
Krel Ansell DMLE & DIMC Mooncalf Join Date: Jul 2003 Location: Drowning in files Posts: 7,071 x1	randomly tagged \| Norbert(a) \| The Wandmaker (tm) Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie […]"We will be cleaning that tank today," he informed the group as he gestured towards the tank with swimming Encephalons inside. "Recent testings have shown that the solution is no longer is providing substantial nutrition to the Encephalons. Adam, Megan. I would like for you two in particularly to take samples back to be examined and modified accordingly. We may need a new hybrid plant of some variety to assist in the restorative properties of the solution, so you can add that to your list when you make the trip down to level four to inquire about resupplying our storeroom. The Encephalons have a slimy mucus excreting from their sulci that you need to collect a small sample from each." [..] Support cane in one hand, raspberry wand in the other, Adam tap-tap-tappity-tapped his way into the thought chamber. ”As you zay cabtain.” He took a moment to tap his cane around the area for to get the lay of the land before folding the cane up and tucking it away. He then reached into another pocket of his robes and pulled out a couple of vials of varying sizes. ”I Alvays keep ein couble on me. You neffer know vat you're koing to find vile out und around.” He handed a couple to Megan. Quote: Originally Posted by Encephalons! Some were gliding. Some were bottle rolling. Others were merely content using their long stems to wade in place. The encephalons were on the move and if one did not know any better would almost assume that they were excited to have so many visitors at once. Should any one of the persons venture too close to the tank (as the department head had just now) a very vivid thought would appear inside their mind: let us out so we can shine. Holding a few vials himself. He took a couple of steps towards the tank. He placed one hand on the tank and felt the humming restlessness of the contents.”Do you zink accio vould vork?” he asked Megan, while doubting it himself. Trusting his co-workers to be ready with their wands, because, hey- it wasn’t like Adam was going to be the best shot in the room and also trusting that someone would pull/knock him out of harms way, he tucked his wand between his teeth and began to open his vials and to collect his samples. Was it just Adam’s imagination or his wacky ~~lacking~~ eyesight or was the tank aglow with a very redd-ish yellow glow? __________________ Last edited by Krel Ansell; 12-10-2018 at 05:29 PM. Reason: formatting