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Post by Adelle O'Connor on Dec 17, 2010 16:21:42 GMT -6
Adelle stood at a table in the Potions dungeon, slipping what looked like a lumpily-knitted homemade tea cosy over a tall jar of gurgling green experimental potion. Each of the NEWT students got their own cabinet for ingredients and things, and Adelle wanted to make sure hers was in good order before leaving for Christmas. Every jar and vial was labeled with a little watercolor illustration she'd done herself, most of which were fairly gory and disturbing -- the disemboweled rats and newts with their eyes stabbed out were particular highlights. Adelle had to stand on a table to reach her cabinet, which she forcefully wrenched open, clearing out a light dusting of crushed lacewing flies before arranging her jars in neat little rows. She liked spending time in the dungeons even when she didn't have to, and was enjoying the peaceful silence when the heavy door suddenly flung open. (ooc: Anyone! I dunno, I wanted to do something school-like  |
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Post by Lillian Turner on Dec 17, 2010 18:15:30 GMT -6
Ducking into the Potions Lab, Lillian stepped into the shadows as she watched the grumpy old Professor who'd just been trying to tell her off pass her by before she turned around at the clinking of bottles, worried that she'd just walked into Professor LeMire's grasp but gave a smile when she realised who it was.
"Heard that ye been cheatin' on me" Lil spoke in a southern twang, walking over towards Adelle as if she was a cowboy, pretending to take a sheath of corn out of her mouth, "Y'all been cheatin' on me with that Bedworth fella?" Lillian smirked, raising an eyebrow as she rested her hands on her hips.
(ooc. Hope Lil is ok)
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Post by Adelle O'Connor on Dec 22, 2010 22:51:36 GMT -6
(ooc: Aw, she's perfect!)
Adelle shut the cabinet and whipped her head around, a small smile itching at her mouth when she saw who had entered. She hopped down from her chair and said, "Are we about to have a shoot-out, or break into a country song about my cheatin' heart? Either way, I think I ought to run back to my dorm and get my leather boots." Grinning, Adelle sat crossed-legged on one of the lab tables, cracking open a box of food she'd swiped from the kitchens. "Would you accept a Cake of Forgiveness?"
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Post by Lillian Turner on Dec 27, 2010 16:45:28 GMT -6
Tipping her albeit imaginary hat at Adelle, "Your cheatin' heeeee-eeeart will pine someday and crave the love you threw away...." Lillian sang in her southern twang as she motioned to herself before smiling at the cake, "Cake makes everything better, you know that. That's how I got over Lagerdude, I ate my feelings" she gave a chuckle, she hadnt ever gotten over Justin but she wasnt one to dwell on her sadness and hid all negative emotions from others.
Climbing up to sit next to Adelle, Lil leaned back on her hands and looked at her friend, "So...whatcha doin'?" she asked, her head cocked to the side.
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