Bubble, Bubble, You've got Trouble~

Oct 16, 2010 19:21

Who: The smaller the snakes, the more potent the venom (Mei-chan and Raivis)
When: Saturday night
Where: The lavatories by the Slytherin dungeons
What: Illegal activities best done in the shadows; a brew, a love, a secret

Something addicted this way comes... )

taiwan, "hanging out", status: incomplete, liek its a tea party gais!, she a crazy bitch, you've got red on you, latvia, it's magic!, !event: harry potter, and remember: don't fuck it up, my girl wants to party all the time, caught in a bad bromance

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meiume October 17 2010, 00:03:43 UTC
As an aspiring head girl, Mei was well-aware of the consequence of her action. As she quietly sneaked away from her room with the help of her trusty invisibility cloak, her heart was pounding as heavily as her footsteps would have been. She hugged her tools and materials close, as if afraid they would flutter away like wayward birds. All the precaution, just so she could enlist the help of Raivis, who was the best potioneer she had ever known ( ... )

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man_nav_naudas October 17 2010, 00:43:00 UTC
"Dievs..."A few more scares like that and neither did Raivis. He slowly released the fierce clutching at his chest, exhaling with a long, trembling sigh that rattled through him as he rose to his feet, uncurling his fingers gradually, delicately. Crouching between the sinks for as long as he had left a disquieting ache in his legs, weakened at the knees. He tapped a heel against the ground softly, bracing himself with a palm against the wall ( ... )

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meiume October 17 2010, 10:31:49 UTC
"Oh, oops! Sorry," Mei chuckled, hitting herself over the head playfully as a gesture of her clumsiness. "I get loud when I'm excited... and nervous... and mad. Mostly just when I'm excited though. When I'm nervous, people tell me I talk like a mouse, although that doesn't make any sense because mice don't talk unless they---Oh, look at me blabbering on ( ... )

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man_nav_naudas October 18 2010, 21:28:02 UTC
Too many to count. He liked to vary the potions and how they were made. Their level of effectiveness and whose hair was placed in them, meant to please his customers of course but were more than anything precautions set up to keep the professors off his trail. A less potent love potion, a more clumsily made potion dished out by any student looking to make a quick galleon and Raivis sailed through four years of brewing artificial adulation (mostly) uncontested ( ... )

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