Noticing the lack of response from fellow students, Apedemak spoke without raising his hand. "The vine loosened when you touched the plant's wound to soil. If used outdoors the vine would likely slacken soon after the victim hit the ground. Though, I do not understand why soil has such a reaction on the vine?"

Alex smiled, "Couldn't have put it better my self."

Garret had snickered at Clifford's downfall, that vine thing was wicked awesome. He couldn't wait to show Heath! Tarzan would go absolutely bonkers for it, and then maybe they could perfect their technique and try it on Masterson. They needed to keep the old man on his toes, after all.

And then maybe they'd work on their vine swinging.

Iggy frowned, "But Sir, who carries around Iron pyrite?" He knew he didn't have any pyrite on him. He preferred the real stuff, to Fool's Gold.

Jason thought to himself, he can thank the professor for figuring out how to get to the girls side with the swinging vines.

"Well, that's the trick now, isn't it?" He smirked and cut another piece of the vine loose. "The good news is, it's in most dirt in trace amounts. The bad news is it's only in most dirt, and not all. And you don't always know which is going to be which until it's too late." He laid one end of the vine against the base of the first, and it nearly adhered itself. He cut another and repeat the process. "Now, someone mentioned vine-swinging. Who actually wants to give it a try?"

Garret actually came up off his chair in his haste to get his hand up in the air, "MEMEME!" He waved his arm to emphasize his excitement, ooooooh vine-swinging! Heath was going to positively die of envy now!

Alex raised his hand with non-chalance, "I've done stupider things before."

Will's hand shot up so hard and fast that he actually stood up on tip toe. "I'll do it, sir!" he shouted eagerly. Never mind that he was always a little afraid of Professor Erikson... VINE SWINGING? Oh HECK yeah! He wondered if, should he be picked, he should change his uniform for one of those loincloths like in the black and white muggle movies his grandpapa showed him... Zoltan, the jungle man, wasn't that his name? He waggled his hand in the air to make sure Erikson didn't miss noticing that his hand was up, up, UP in volunteer mode.

Will jumped up and sketched a quick salute at the professor. "heee hee HEEE..." he squealed happily as he dashed over and climbed up onto the table. He contemplated the loincloth thing- they had learned a charm for changing clothes last term, after all... But then, really, he didn't feel like being that exposed. He rolled up his sleeves and readied himself for his great flight. "How do I do it, sir? Do I just grab a vine and go?" He wasn't sure if the plant would get offended or something and he didn't want to end up tangled into it and bound up, if he could help it. Or worse, strangled.

Will listened intently and nodded. He was glad to see Professor Erikson looking more relaxed than he had in recent times, smiling and chuckling even. At least if this went badly, perhaps Will wouldn't lose points like in that disastrous charms class. "Yes, SIR!" he said. He carefully followed the instructions, attaching the vine and tugging on it. It seemed secure. He grabbed it up high above his head and shoved off from the table, hard.

In an instant, he was sailing through the air! He couldn't resist the moment, giving out his best Zoltan, Jungle man, yell. "Aaaaaaaaa-aaaaaaah--haaaaa-aaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" he cried as he crossed over toward the other table. Not really thinking, he let go with one hand to beat his chest like he'd seen the man do in the muggle film. He immediately started sliiiiiding down the vine. Will panicked and grabbed the vine again- just as the vine grabbed at him. Thankfully, his feet hit the safety of the other table at that moment. He balanced on the table, letting go of it with one hand.

"That. was. AWESOME!!!!!" he said happily. "Can I queue up to do it again?"

Will nodded, hopping down. He suddenly liked Professor Scareikson Erikson a whole lot- he wasn't as scary as he'd thought, perhaps. He watched the others queue up for a turn in vine-swingin' paradise.

Will bowed low at Clifford, grinning. "Thank you, thank you. I'm here all week- try the veal!" He laughed, leaning back to watch the others have a go.