11-21-2008, 09:02 PM
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 Herbology Lesson Two: Last Attempts
The classroom is amazingly sheltered against the sun this time around, wards surrounding everything. There are lights throughout to make sure that it's easy to see, but it doesn't have the same feel as the greenhouses filled with natural sunlight. At the open door Professor Carracio stood, covered from head to toe. A hood sheltered his face from sunlight, and his hands remained hidden within his sleeves. Every so often he would glance up at the sky, scowling slightly with disgust at the sun.
The inside of the class had fewer plants than usual, and many looked like they had been the result of some sort of plant rescue of some sort. Overwatered, underwatered, sunburnt, and pale. There seemed to be little life left in them. In addition to these plants were some of the ones they had transplanted before. Ones that were still alive, but just barely. |