Valentine waited until what he'd judged was the last straggler to make their way in and shut the door. The dungeon classroom was, for the moment, brightly lit and students were paired up in front of cauldrons. There were a number of beanbags shoved off against one wall. "Why, hello," he said, waiting for whatever chatter was in the air to die
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((OOC- Jasper'll be stepping in to take care of it.))
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Upon noticing Victor's not so little problem Jasper reacted on instinct, gesturing with a hand while muttering the same spell that had nullified the electricity when Victor had accidentally started to electrify the lake before. The spell worked-for the moment-and he reached out and deftly caught any of the now falling items that looked like they might spill or break.
He moved to stand next to Victor, offering a sympathetic smile as he returned the items to their rightful places. He couldn't help but empathise with his problems-if Victor lost control, he could electrocute everyone. If Jasper lost control, he could rip everyone apart and eat them. Neither were very ideal situations. "Hey Victor," he said quietly. "Still having issues?"
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Victor looked up, embarrassed but grateful for Jasper's help. "Um. A little. And thanks... again. Don't know if it was the field this time, or..." He ducked his head and mumbled, "I'm starting to think sometimes it's a reaction to the people here."
He didn't elaborate on that theory as he drank his potion, frowning a little at the taste, and feeling disappointed when there wasn't a noticeable change in his thoughts--just as clear as they ever were--or perceptions. Maybe it didn't work on people who weren't entirely organic, he thought with a touch of bitterness.
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He experienced the same disappointment when it failed to enhance his mind in any noticeable way-though it did influence some of his other senses in strange, almost uncomfortable ways, considering how keen they were even under normal circumstances. It was a bit like the effects of the Spice that Vladimir had shared with him. And speaking of. He briefly glanced toward where the Baron was lounging, not even having to wonder why he'd be there as an observer. He was a bit surprised by what he could sense whenever the Baron was looking at the Potions professor, though, since Valentine didn't seem like Vladimir's usual type. But Vladimir's (not so?) secret crush was safe with him.
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(Actually, that wasn't the only reason. He would have said something to Valentine anyway, except... spiritual insight. He didn't necessarily believe there would be any more to the 'visions' than hallucinations, but - well - he still had a god he wanted to commune with. Even if he wasn't really a god at all. Probably he should have paid more attention to the warning about mental state.)
He looked up at A. "I - ah, I wanted to congratulate you on becoming prefect, by the way."
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He had no doubt Pickles would write it down.
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"Yeah... That's a good idea," he said, jotting down the instructions on some parchment before taking the wit-sharpening potion. He usually preferred simpler stuff like pot and beer, but wasn't about to turn down easy (and legal!) wizarding drugs. "Heh, we should've planned a band practise today so we could all do it high. That'd be interesting. Maybe Murderface and Toki wouldn't suck as much as usual."
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"Please do not get ahead of yourself," Chiri says to her partner. "We must properly prepare the wit-sharpening potion's ingredients first."
As she says that Chiri begins to grind the beetles she will use.
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"What's with the hat?" he asked as he prepped his own beetles.
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Chiri doesn't believe her prefect crab hat should take too much attention away from their task, so she waits for Basher to reply and hopes that he doesn't spend too much time on this insignificant detail.
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Glancing over to check on Toki's progress or lack thereof, he raised an eyebrow. "Yous even starteds yet?"
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Toki and Skwisgaar's efforts were splendid compared to those of their 'eyesball throw-up childrens'. The Shoggies that had accompanied them were actually trying to do their best, but, Shoggy 10 had eaten half its beetles, and Shoggy 18 had drank most of their armadillo bile. They also weren't sure what half the directions meant, so Shoggy 4.6 presumed "ground beetles" were beetles that had been smashed flat on the ground. Mostly, they were just making a mess.
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Skwisgaar tried switching hands, wondering if maybe potion making was like using a wand, where the dominant hand is supposed to be used (Odin only knew why he remembered such an inconsequential detail -- he barely ever used his wand). This of course produced the exact same ineffective results, since his obsessive guitar playing had turned him ambidextrous and he didn't have a dominant hand anymore ( ... )
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