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sweetpinkpixie · 09-23-2018, 10:17 AM

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Originally Posted by Kolyander

Rylee very nearly giggled as Derf had to look down at her. "I sure hope so seeing as to how we don't have to go sitting in anything or walking through anything slimy," she grinned. That had been fun though collecting slugs together.

"Sure thing. I can do thing." Rylee nodded firmly. "A bludger, huh? You're supposed to hit them with your beaters bat not let them hit you, you know," she teased lightly laughing. So was the job of being a Beater out on the Quidditch pitch.

"So first you would rest it, right? Then ice it?" Rylee glanced up at him for reassurance. "I cast Glacius, right?" This she knew how to do already having used the charm many times to cool down the wax when making her flower crowns. "I'll be careful, don't worry." Pulling out her wand she cast 'Glacius near his left arm so as not to cause any harm to his skin. "Not to cold?"

"Now compression." Using an ace bandage she gently but firmly went ahead to wrap Derf's left arm. When she was all done she look at him. "How does that feel? Is it to tight?" She smiled softly. "Lastly you should keep that elevated." She grinned up at him. How did she do?

Chuckling a bit as he settled into a better position for her to handle his 'injury', Derf hammed up the performance for his own amusement mostly. "Was testing out my new pads and such. Got cocky thinking they could handle the blunt impact." Or so the story he was making up on the spot went at least. Derf wasn't particularly worried about Rylee's abilities. She did always seem to be ahead of the curve even as a first year. "Nope, this feels great," he nodded as he flexed his muscles a bit just to check how her wrapping and ice work had managed. "Outstanding work, Rylee. Reckon I'll be pounding bludgers again in no time."

And maybe...he should have been a bit more aware of just how much time their role playing was taking...because just has he had begun to undo the wrappings Rylee had administered in favor of him having a go at things - though he really did not NEED it, per say - Professor Noble was addressing everyone and giving some brewing instructions...which meant he needed to go aaaaaaall the way back to the front where his cauldron was.

Quickly removing the bandages and rolling it up neatly to be returned, Derf thanked his Gryffindor companion and then scampered back over to his station to grab his textbook to flip through it for the recipe since, er, he hadn't been able to write ANY of that down while being away from his things. Finding the correct page, Derf took a moment to read over the entire brewing instructions before following the first few steps. All the while making nervous glances towards Professor Noble because...yikes. Using Aguamenti for the water, he caaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarefully measured out one cup and poured it in before setting his attention to the arnica root.

Well packed...what exactly did that mean.

He reckoned, given his close proximity, that if he were WRONG...he would hear about it. So he soon began measuring all that out, using his fingers to press the root down into the measuring cup and squishing things a little. That was what one did when really packing a suitcase anyway. Well, one without an extension charm on it. Pour, tap tap, squish, pour some more...and soon Derf had a VERY well packed cup of arnica root. So much so that he had to tap it a bit firmly against the side of his cauldron to get it to fall out and into the water with a gently kerplunk.

And now to wait for those three minutes to pass...which meant he was sitting there with those dandelion petals on a small dish WAITING for the time to pass and, well, for whatever commentary the Potions Master was going to offer him.

Hopefully it would be....good? He felt ANXIOUS not standing next to Abey for all this...even if it was maybe, for the best, that they were not for one reason or another. And, well, the individual attention for a subject he severely struggled in was honestly....nice. And he NEEDED to improve in this if he had a chance in Hades at a successful career in magizoology healing.

09-23-2018, 10:17 AM	#133 (permalink)
sweetpinkpixie SSRPG Admin Gladrags Mod Quibbler Mod Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Sea Serpent Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 41,227 Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: CJ Miller Gryffindor Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin Fifth Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Victor García Massey Ollivanders x12 x12	astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Quote: Originally Posted by Kolyander Rylee very nearly giggled as Derf had to look down at her. "I sure hope so seeing as to how we don't have to go sitting in anything or walking through anything slimy," she grinned. That had been fun though collecting slugs together. "Sure thing. I can do thing." Rylee nodded firmly. "A bludger, huh? You're supposed to hit them with your beaters bat not let them hit you, you know," she teased lightly laughing. So was the job of being a Beater out on the Quidditch pitch. "So first you would rest it, right? Then ice it?" Rylee glanced up at him for reassurance. "I cast Glacius, right?" This she knew how to do already having used the charm many times to cool down the wax when making her flower crowns. "I'll be careful, don't worry." Pulling out her wand she cast 'Glacius near his left arm so as not to cause any harm to his skin. "Not to cold?" "Now compression." Using an ace bandage she gently but firmly went ahead to wrap Derf's left arm. When she was all done she look at him. "How does that feel? Is it to tight?" She smiled softly. "Lastly you should keep that elevated." She grinned up at him. How did she do? Chuckling a bit as he settled into a better position for her to handle his 'injury', Derf hammed up the performance for his own amusement mostly. "Was testing out my new pads and such. Got cocky thinking they could handle the blunt impact." Or so the story he was making up on the spot went at least. Derf wasn't particularly worried about Rylee's abilities. She did always seem to be ahead of the curve even as a first year. "Nope, this feels great," he nodded as he flexed his muscles a bit just to check how her wrapping and ice work had managed. "Outstanding work, Rylee. Reckon I'll be pounding bludgers again in no time." And maybe...he should have been a bit more aware of just how much time their role playing was taking...because just has he had begun to undo the wrappings Rylee had administered in favor of him having a go at things - though he really did not NEED it, per say - Professor Noble was addressing everyone and giving some brewing instructions...which meant he needed to go aaaaaaall the way back to the front where his cauldron was. Quickly removing the bandages and rolling it up neatly to be returned, Derf thanked his Gryffindor companion and then scampered back over to his station to grab his textbook to flip through it for the recipe since, er, he hadn't been able to write ANY of that down while being away from his things. Finding the correct page, Derf took a moment to read over the entire brewing instructions before following the first few steps. All the while making nervous glances towards Professor Noble because...yikes. Using Aguamenti for the water, he caaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarefully measured out one cup and poured it in before setting his attention to the arnica root. Well packed...what exactly did that mean. He reckoned, given his close proximity, that if he were WRONG...he would hear about it. So he soon began measuring all that out, using his fingers to press the root down into the measuring cup and squishing things a little. That was what one did when really packing a suitcase anyway. Well, one without an extension charm on it. Pour, tap tap, squish, pour some more...and soon Derf had a VERY well packed cup of arnica root. So much so that he had to tap it a bit firmly against the side of his cauldron to get it to fall out and into the water with a gently kerplunk. And now to wait for those three minutes to pass...which meant he was sitting there with those dandelion petals on a small dish WAITING for the time to pass and, well, for whatever commentary the Potions Master was going to offer him. Hopefully it would be....good? He felt ANXIOUS not standing next to Abey for all this...even if it was maybe, for the best, that they were not for one reason or another. And, well, the individual attention for a subject he severely struggled in was honestly....nice. And he NEEDED to improve in this if he had a chance in Hades at a successful career in magizoology healing. __________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back......................................... But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like Last edited by sweetpinkpixie; 09-23-2018 at 02:58 PM. Reason: ho hum :3 thanks for clarifying and checking, Bethannnnnnny <3