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BanaBatGirl · 10-24-2010, 02:40 PM

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Originally Posted by Droo

Now any other professor would have protected themselves from the explosive jets coming out of the kid's mouth... Hecate on the other hand, was not squeamish, not did she care that the vomit was oozing all over her classroom. "Where did you get the bacon?" She asked as she watched it float on some upchuck... "I didn't see it this morning at breakfast..." This kid really had to learn how to chew. "How's your toe, Master Fletcher?"

Fletcher was not finished upchucking yet, and he could only give Lafay a weak, pathetic attempt at a scornful glare. How could she be so calm? He was VOMITING here. That was as close to dying as one could get! His mouth tasted like he just licked the inside of a garbage can and there she was, conversing about breakfast.

That had been like six hours ago, lady.

"I bbring th' bacon. Bring th' bacon... friendly elves... common room near kkitititchen," Fletcher spewed, emptying out one last mouthful of vomit into the nearly-full bucket before him. He made a disgusted face and pointed his wand at his own mouth, aguamenti-ing the last few chunky remains of bacon and broccoli. He spat it out into the bucket and shook his head.

Still tasted gross. They should have brewed some mouthwash to go along with that potion. He laid back down onto his cot and closed his eyes, flexing his pinky toe --- and all his toes, for that matter, to make sure none of the other ones had been tampered with --- before responding to her question.

"Feels fine," Fletcher answered at long last, popping one eye open to eye the professor suspiciously. "Salander's potion worked.... I guess......"

10-24-2010, 02:40 PM	#247 (permalink)
BanaBatGirl Banshee Join Date: May 2007 Location: Gotham Posts: 51,216 Hogwarts RPG Name: TBD Gryffindor Hogwarts RPG Name: Zara H. Bunbury-Foster Slytherin Fifth Year	Professor Pink \| Mrs. Bruce Wayne \| I'm on a Goat \| Glitterpuff \| Dumbledore's Defense Squad \| BHB Quote: Originally Posted by Droo Now any other professor would have protected themselves from the explosive jets coming out of the kid's mouth... Hecate on the other hand, was not squeamish, not did she care that the vomit was oozing all over her classroom. "Where did you get the bacon?" She asked as she watched it float on some upchuck... "I didn't see it this morning at breakfast..." This kid really had to learn how to chew. "How's your toe, Master Fletcher?" Fletcher was not finished upchucking yet, and he could only give Lafay a weak, pathetic attempt at a scornful glare. How could she be so calm? He was VOMITING here. That was as close to dying as one could get! His mouth tasted like he just licked the inside of a garbage can and there she was, conversing about breakfast. That had been like six hours ago, lady. "I bbring th' bacon. Bring th' bacon... friendly elves... common room near kkitititchen," Fletcher spewed, emptying out one last mouthful of vomit into the nearly-full bucket before him. He made a disgusted face and pointed his wand at his own mouth, aguamenti-ing the last few chunky remains of bacon and broccoli. He spat it out into the bucket and shook his head. Still tasted gross. They should have brewed some mouthwash to go along with that potion. He laid back down onto his cot and closed his eyes, flexing his pinky toe --- and all his toes, for that matter, to make sure none of the other ones had been tampered with --- before responding to her question. "Feels fine," Fletcher answered at long last, popping one eye open to eye the professor suspiciously. "Salander's potion worked.... I guess......" __________________ yeah, there's one thing about me that you should know________________________________ __________________________________________that I can't help from speaking my mind