10-20-2014, 11:41 AM
|
#229 (permalink)
|
| Crumple-Horned Snorkack
Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: SoCal *sighs*(GMT-8)
Posts: 111,291
Hogwarts RPG Name: Aurora Barrington Ravenclaw Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nico Diggory-Keighley Hufflepuff Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Annika Owens-Byrne Slytherin First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Noa LeCourt Gryffindor Sixth Year x5 x3
| Final Activity, Post 3 Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict One plant down, at least one more to go. Brooklyn doubted she’d find many others that she would have deemed worthy to herself. Everyone else was just working on whatever plant they found at any one time, but now that she’d finished the first, she set off to find another. It was time to prowl again, to find the perfect plant. Preferably one she could do some cutting on, just because she wanted to use that spell again. If not, the poor piece of wood still on the table near her things was going to get sliced up again. A plant would be better, just to show she could actually trim it the way they were supposed to. She just had to find a plant to actually trim, and that was proving harder than she would have thought in a greenhouse filled with mostly sick plants.
On the opposite end of the greenhouse from her seat, she finally found a pot without a label on it that looked right for her intentions. There were definitely leaves on it that needed to be trimmed, some almost past yellow and nearing brown. She dragged the pot closer, then just sat down on the ground next to it to scribble her name on another tag. That got stuck to the pot, then she brandished her wand again. Time to cut. Pointing her wand just below the base of one of the yellow-brownleaves, she traced out the unfinished W-shape with the tip of her wand. “Diffindo!” No more dead leaf, and after trimming the rest of the icky leaves off it, she watered the plant and moved it back to where she’d gotten it from. Time for more writing.
__________________ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me, at tea time, everybody agrees 
...It must be exhausting, always rooting for the anti-hero ♥ ♥ ♥ |
| |