01-28-2013, 04:17 PM
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| Doxy
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| 9 3/4 ticket holder / The SS Mentalist / Sherlock / The Master Of Everything / Josh + <3 = Ev SPOILER!!: The Professor and Peyton Quote:
Originally Posted by Droo "Now add the cup of whale oil from the side, letting it drizzle in slow and low." She said showing them, "Now for the fun part..." She placed a nose clam on. She then sent a basket of them around the room. "Take one and put it on."
She waited a moment and then summoned her jar of troll dumg. "The clamp will help, but it won't mask it all so... try not to throw up in the cauldron."
She added the content of the Mountain Troll Dung jar. If that Branxton kid was grossed out by the mucus, she wondered what would happen with this. "Just add it in as quickly as you can." Quote:
Originally Posted by Bubbles
Peyton looked up at Richard, a pout on her lips. This was smelly and she wanted to go to a better smelling place, but she didn't say that. She was supposed to be 'mature' just how her sister had put it. Pffft, she bet Yvanna wouldn't like it either if she were here. Peyton shook her head. "I'm alright right now," she said. Then added the a cup of whale oil, mimicking the way Professor Lafay was doing it.
Taking the basket of nose clamps that was being passed around, she took two and passed the basket to the person on the table after theirs. "Here, I don't want you passing out at the smell of troll dung," she said with a small smile. She was joking of course. Richard was too strong to get knocked out by a very smelly troll's dung.
She added the dung as fast as she could, trying to breath through her mouth, but that wasn't helping. She could still smell that THING. She glanced over at Richard to see how he was doing with the smell and...
Peyton had turned around just in time to see a Ravenclaw girl blow chunks out. Ewwww! She automatically spun around, facing Richard again, and maybe even making a small 'meeeep' sound that only he'd be able to hear, and maybe even Aurora. One thing was smelling terrible things, the other was seeing gross stuff. She couldn't deal with it. Her face paled a little, her eyes closed shut.
Was it gone yet? She was alright for now. Good. ''Nice. If you say so.'' Richard said eyeing her a bit. Yes, she looked alright for the time being but it was very clear on her expression that she was not happy at all. Anything could happen so he was going to have an eye on her. When the professor started to speak, he looked up at the woman watching her add in the whale oil. Cup of whale oil. Riiight. He should have it here on his work area somewhere. He pushed the other containers aside to get the whale oil cup. Once he picked it, he dumped it into the cauldron watching it blend into the potion.
Now...the fun part?
Really?
Richard snorted rather loudly. If this woman found troll dung fun, he wondered what she thought about...eh whatever. He was distracted from eyeing the woman when Peyton spoke to him anyway. His gray eyes landed on the girl and he chuckled as he took the nose clamp. ''Thanks. Be careful. Try to hold your breath or something.'' Because he knew this clamp was not going to work and he was going to do that; hold his breath. He put the clamp on anyway and took the jar of dung. With a rather sour face, he opened the jar and held his breath. Gah! It still felt like he could smell it. Gross. He added it in quickly and threw the jar away. It rolled down his work area and fell on the floor with some of the doxy eggshells he had on the work area. He did not know if the jar was broken but he did not care. ''Whoops. My bad.'' he said lazily after taking the nose clamp off.
Then he turned back to Peyton to see if she was alright. Eh...she looked a bit pale and... ''Peyton!'' Good Merlin! What did happen? ''Peyton...are you okay?'' Her eyes were closed and it looked like she surely was having a difficult time. Richard put each hand to the sides of her head and held her gently. ''Peyton. Look at me.''
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