Twenty-Third Stir || [Video]
[This is Snape. In the middle of the jungle. Still dressed in his black robes. Still buttoned up to his chin. In hot and humid weather.
Cooling charms are wonderful, wonderful things.
He also has a large sack slung over one shoulder. It would seem that the potions master has been taking the chance this week to gather some of the harder to find ingredients. And how has the PCD turned on? Well, it probably has something to do with whose mouth the device is currently clutched in.]
If you can't keep up, Erebus, I'm not coming back for you, even if you're in danger of being eaten.
[Yes, a good little warp stalker picked it up when it fell out of Snape's bag. Hence the loud, muffled, somewhat indignant growl in response to the preposterous notion of a mighty warp stalker like him getting eaten.]
Cooling charms are wonderful, wonderful things.
He also has a large sack slung over one shoulder. It would seem that the potions master has been taking the chance this week to gather some of the harder to find ingredients. And how has the PCD turned on? Well, it probably has something to do with whose mouth the device is currently clutched in.]
If you can't keep up, Erebus, I'm not coming back for you, even if you're in danger of being eaten.
[Yes, a good little warp stalker picked it up when it fell out of Snape's bag. Hence the loud, muffled, somewhat indignant growl in response to the preposterous notion of a mighty warp stalker like him getting eaten.]