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*Nordic Witch* · 06-24-2019, 01:45 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Krel Ansell

Tap...tap...tappity tap...

Adam swung his support cane back and forth slowly as he walked. His over-sized purple sunglasses were shoved up into his black hair. He was trying to push his field of vision to the next level and therefore was trying not to keep the sunglasses on unless around people. His slightly brighter than usual blue eyes tended to glow a bit, due to the potion he was taking for his eyesight and the glow tended to weird people out. Hopefully, trying to use his eyes more wouldn’t have the opposite effect and put too much strain on his eyes. But he wouldn’t know until he tried, and frankly, the healers hadn’t been much help or inspiration lately.

He had, however, taken a wrong turn and was trying to find his way back Love Chamber so he would go back to work on his latest experiment. It was a time sensitive project and he only had about a half hour left before he needed to complete the next step.

” Vhy izt vat here?” Adam asked upon hearing a female’s soft voice. His eyesight might be terrible, but his hearing had improved as a result.

Laurel had bent down to pick up a rock pillow when she heard the distinct tippity tap of the cane that could only belong to Adam, level 9’s resident potioneer. He had a bad eyesight and if she didn’t misremember also bad hearing. Examining the rock pillow closer and drawing her hand over the fabric to feel it around for clues Laurel’s focus wasn’t on the door when Adam walked in.

Hearing his english mixed with a foreign language she thought was german she looked up from the pillow she was holding at Adam trying to not stare too long at the glowing eyes or the oversized sunglasses for that matter. "Hi Adam," Gesturing with the pillow she was holding towards the other 40 or so pillows lying on the floor Laurel continued "I wonder why Airey hasn’t discarded these rock pillows? They caused a lot of trouble last term if you remember?"

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Nordic Witch DERP & DoM Ashwinder Join Date: Sep 2005 Location: [GMT + 1] Posts: 13,954 Hogwarts RPG Name: Emmeline Vance Ravenclaw Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Maria Kingstonsdottir Dolph Hufflepuff Sixth Year Ministry RPG Name: Violet Fawley Ecological Protection Ministry RPG Name: Laurel Vance-Rose Mysteries x3	Swedishfish Girl! Madame Librarian! Jess's Soul Sister! Sweetest Swede! Quote: Originally Posted by Krel Ansell Tap...tap...tappity tap... Adam swung his support cane back and forth slowly as he walked. His over-sized purple sunglasses were shoved up into his black hair. He was trying to push his field of vision to the next level and therefore was trying not to keep the sunglasses on unless around people. His slightly brighter than usual blue eyes tended to glow a bit, due to the potion he was taking for his eyesight and the glow tended to weird people out. Hopefully, trying to use his eyes more wouldn’t have the opposite effect and put too much strain on his eyes. But he wouldn’t know until he tried, and frankly, the healers hadn’t been much help or inspiration lately. He had, however, taken a wrong turn and was trying to find his way back Love Chamber so he would go back to work on his latest experiment. It was a time sensitive project and he only had about a half hour left before he needed to complete the next step. ” Vhy izt vat here?” Adam asked upon hearing a female’s soft voice. His eyesight might be terrible, but his hearing had improved as a result. Laurel had bent down to pick up a rock pillow when she heard the distinct tippity tap of the cane that could only belong to Adam, level 9’s resident potioneer. He had a bad eyesight and if she didn’t misremember also bad hearing. Examining the rock pillow closer and drawing her hand over the fabric to feel it around for clues Laurel’s focus wasn’t on the door when Adam walked in. Hearing his english mixed with a foreign language she thought was german she looked up from the pillow she was holding at Adam trying to not stare too long at the glowing eyes or the oversized sunglasses for that matter. "Hi Adam," Gesturing with the pillow she was holding towards the other 40 or so pillows lying on the floor Laurel continued "I wonder why Airey hasn’t discarded these rock pillows? They caused a lot of trouble last term if you remember?" __________________ Last edited by Nordic Witch; 07-02-2019 at 04:44 AM.