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*Nordic Witch* · 11-20-2021, 12:13 PM

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Originally Posted by MadAlice

Suddenly her attention was caught by the sight of Adam Gerulf standing near the bell jars that contained the preserved Encephalons, with his hand positively plastered against one of them. Surely that couldn't be quite safe? Fearing to alarm any of the Encephalons, particularly the one next to Adam, Jane slowly and quietly stepped further into the room until she was in earshot and then, trying to keep her voice low and not startle anyone (or anything) too greatly, she said, "Mr. Gerulf? Are you free to talk a moment?"

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Originally Posted by Krel Ansell

It took Adam a while to realize someone and not Reil was talking to him. His blue eyes seemed to struggle to focus behind his big thick glasses, but slowly he seemed to realize where he was. He pulled his hand away from the glass and the Encephalon seemed to get a little upset. He turned towards Jane. "Call mich Ah-dam, bitte." Being called Mr. Gerulf made him feel old and lately he was already feeling his age. His father had told him having a child would make him feel young. Mostly Micha just made him feel tired. And sore... "Vhat can I do fur you?"

After spending a number of hours in the prophecy hall recording and evaluating prophecies Laurel felt light-headed and tired. She needed a break and to talk to friend. Adam immediatly came to mind so she made her way to see him. He wasn't in the brewing area so Laurel headed to the thought chamber on impulse. The encephalons always creeped her out, but some just thought brains were cool. Shuddering slightly the blond prophecy maven entered the chamber and spotted Adam standing way too close to the encephalon tanks to her liking and Jane. "Hello Adam and Jane!" Laurel greeted with a warm smile. Moving a little closer she asked "How have you both been?" Right now Adam didn't seem to have a hand on the tanks so Laurel chose for now, not to say anything about his place of standing.

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Nordic Witch Grindylow Join Date: Sep 2005 Location: [GMT + 1] Posts: 14,057 Hogwarts RPG Name: Rose Snakebark Gryffindor Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: JT Forsfelle Slytherin Second Year Ministry Department Head: Violet Fawley Ecological Protection x3	*joins in* Swedishfish Girl! Madame Librarian! Jess's Soul Sister! Sweetest Swede! Quote: Originally Posted by MadAlice Suddenly her attention was caught by the sight of Adam Gerulf standing near the bell jars that contained the preserved Encephalons, with his hand positively plastered against one of them. Surely that couldn't be quite safe? Fearing to alarm any of the Encephalons, particularly the one next to Adam, Jane slowly and quietly stepped further into the room until she was in earshot and then, trying to keep her voice low and not startle anyone (or anything) too greatly, she said, "Mr. Gerulf? Are you free to talk a moment?" Quote: Originally Posted by Krel Ansell It took Adam a while to realize someone and not Reil was talking to him. His blue eyes seemed to struggle to focus behind his big thick glasses, but slowly he seemed to realize where he was. He pulled his hand away from the glass and the Encephalon seemed to get a little upset. He turned towards Jane. "Call mich Ah-dam, bitte." Being called Mr. Gerulf made him feel old and lately he was already feeling his age. His father had told him having a child would make him feel young. Mostly Micha just made him feel tired. And sore... "Vhat can I do fur you?" After spending a number of hours in the prophecy hall recording and evaluating prophecies Laurel felt light-headed and tired. She needed a break and to talk to friend. Adam immediatly came to mind so she made her way to see him. He wasn't in the brewing area so Laurel headed to the thought chamber on impulse. The encephalons always creeped her out, but some just thought brains were cool. Shuddering slightly the blond prophecy maven entered the chamber and spotted Adam standing way too close to the encephalon tanks to her liking and Jane. "Hello Adam and Jane!" Laurel greeted with a warm smile. Moving a little closer she asked "How have you both been?" Right now Adam didn't seem to have a hand on the tanks so Laurel chose for now, not to say anything about his place of standing. __________________