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Post by Phoenix Aster on Dec 27, 2008 1:52:48 GMT -5
At this time of day, Phoenix usually spent an hour mixing potions down in his lab in the dungeons. It offered him everything he needed. His ingredients were kept cool and safe, it was quiet, and he could lock up afterward to keep whatever project he was working on safe. All in all, it was the perfect workspace he could imagine.
Except, of course, when a couple first years flooded the dungeons with an unidentifiable, foul-smelling purple liquid.
Bloody first years.
Which was why, today, Phoenix found himself secured in the back of the library. A small burner was set up on the table, on top of a protective spell to protect the table from any potion splashes or burns. He had to keep it simple... something he needed to finish that he could do quickly and quietly, so as not to alert the librarian to what he was doing. A simple wind spell kept the air moving near the table to keep any fumes from being identified past his table, and his work was practiced enough that, fortunately, he made little unnecessary sound as he worked.
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Post by shaylafaivre on Dec 27, 2008 2:03:56 GMT -5
Shayla walked quietly as she entered the library. She walked around the library slowly, She had never been inside the library and she was intriqued. She walked up and down the book cases and stopped in front of a kid who looked to be making something. She spoke softly, "What are you making there?" She moved slowly forward.
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Post by Phoenix Aster on Dec 27, 2008 2:09:54 GMT -5
"Seven galleons," Phoenix answered in a quiet, detached voice as he measured another ingredient into the bubbling potion. He seemed to hesitate over the next ingredient, hovering between two of them, then picked one and added it, too. THen he finally looked up. "A potion to fight nausea," he finally answered. "A rather... persistent nausea at that, judging from how much I was offered to make it." he studied the girl for a moment, sure he'd seen her before. "You're Sylvia's friend, aren't you."
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Post by shaylafaivre on Dec 27, 2008 2:14:27 GMT -5
Shayla smiled at the boy and spoke softly, "Indeed, I owe my life to Sylvia." She smiled sweetly. She turned and looked down at the potion her neck turned to show her marks to Phoenix. She plugged her nose and spoke with it plugged, "My goodness, That smells horrible." She looked to him, "And that is supposed to help nausea?" She giggled slightly and unplugged her nose.
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Post by Phoenix Aster on Dec 27, 2008 2:17:15 GMT -5
"For the amount that she's paying me? You'd best believe that it will. Once it's done, at least," Phoenix said with a smirk, again, his attention focused on the potion. He glanced up just in time to see the bite marks on her neck, then paled. "Who did that?" he said... not quite asking, not quite demanding. From his tone, though, he wasn't entirely surprised, regardless of how concerned he was.
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Post by shaylafaivre on Dec 27, 2008 2:20:40 GMT -5
Shayla's hand flew up to her neck and she spoke, "Oh, I did not clearly see the person." She turned away and then spoke, "So what is your name?" She turned back as she held her hand to her neck. She couldnt tell anyone about Iris, It would just put them in danger, And make Iris angry with her. She was to afraid of Iris to tell anyone it was her, Let alone confess it to anyone but Sylv.
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Post by Phoenix Aster on Dec 27, 2008 2:26:02 GMT -5
"Was it a man or a woman, then?" he asked, not buying it. "I don't care if you give me a name, but I can't stress how important it is for you to tell me this." Was it the Major... or was it Isabella? Oh hell... has the potion I made for her had side effects? Does it make her hunger worse after a week or so? Oh lord, no...
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Post by shaylafaivre on Dec 27, 2008 2:27:58 GMT -5
Shayla frowned, "It was a woman, But I prefer not to go into details." She turned to the potion, "So, who are you making this for?" She looked and pointed towards the stinky liquid.
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Post by Phoenix Aster on Dec 27, 2008 2:38:42 GMT -5
"A girl in Hufflepuff," he answered, pouring another ingredient in. "I can't remember her name offhand, all I remember is that she ambushed my girlfriend in their common room and asked her if I could make this for her." As he added the ingredient, the smell changed noticeably, until it was giving off a pleasant, fruity smell
God, it was a girl... But that doesn't mean anything, it could have been Alice. Let's just hope it was...
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Post by shaylafaivre on Dec 27, 2008 2:52:42 GMT -5
As the potion changed smell Shayla smiled slightly, "Now that smells better." She giggled softly.She then turned to Phoenix, "So tell me, Do you get these kind of requests often?" She asked calmly. In her mind she was thinking of asking for something, Perhaps something to protect her from Iris.
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Post by Phoenix Aster on Dec 27, 2008 4:16:54 GMT -5
"A decent amount. Mostly from my father delegating his own jobs to me, but I've started to get a fair amount of requests here," he answered. "Fortunately, still no one asking me to mix love potions or anything illegal like that. It's only a matter of time, though."
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