Post by Layne F. Larkin on Dec 1, 2010 11:18:10 GMT -5
One of the things that made Layne such a potions maven, was that she pretty much had a one-track mind. Once she was committed to making a potion, she was relentless. Of course that same trait had gotten her into a lot of deep shit over the years, including her expulsion from Salem, but right now, Layne was too busy thinking about how to save Leon to worry about getting herself into trouble. She was ready to find him, and force him to take the potion, hopefully not in the same way she'd had to in class for two reasons.
1.) She really didn't want people to think that Leon/Leonora was some kind of fucking pedo deviant.
2.) She did not want to grow a dick, if she accidentally swallowed some of it.
However, although Layne was ready to leave all this shit behind and go get Leon back to normal, even if it meant that she'd be stuck as a pre-teen for a while, Whites's question stopped her. Where, exactly had that bitch gone? Layne thought about it for a minute, when she had an idea.
"Whites, I think I know where to fucking look, but hold on a second." She took her wand out and took the coloring charm off her hair, so that it was its natural dark color. "It occurred to me, that if you ever fucking transformed so dramatically, that you wouldn't have shit to wear, especially if the clothes you were wearing were soaked and shit. And, of course, if you suddenly had a pussy, you couldn't go up to the boys' dorm to change, could you? You wouldn't want anyone to see you. You'd have to borrow clothes from somebody else, because it would just be fucking retarded to buy something new, since you're going to be changing back and all."
Layne looked forlornly at her too-big clothes. "Turn your fucking back, Whites, you perv. I have to fix this shit," she said, indicating her clothes. She was a little worried, though. Obviously, she couldn't stomp around campus looking like a student, so a straight up reducio to make them fit wouldn't work. No one would buy a shrimp like her, even as a first year. She'd always been fucking small for her age, which would make it hard as fuck to function. She transfigured her clothes into something more suitable to a little girl, although not frilly in the least. Layne was just not a frilly person. Instead, she fashioned a t-shirt and a pair of overalls, and fastened her long ass hair into twin braids.
"I'm ready, Whites. Let's start by checking all the fucking girls' rooms on the first floor. Then, while I'm doing that shit, you can ask people if they saw a new girl named Leonora. Trust me, she's the kind that people would notice. Her tits are fucking huge."
1.) She really didn't want people to think that Leon/Leonora was some kind of fucking pedo deviant.
2.) She did not want to grow a dick, if she accidentally swallowed some of it.
However, although Layne was ready to leave all this shit behind and go get Leon back to normal, even if it meant that she'd be stuck as a pre-teen for a while, Whites's question stopped her. Where, exactly had that bitch gone? Layne thought about it for a minute, when she had an idea.
"Whites, I think I know where to fucking look, but hold on a second." She took her wand out and took the coloring charm off her hair, so that it was its natural dark color. "It occurred to me, that if you ever fucking transformed so dramatically, that you wouldn't have shit to wear, especially if the clothes you were wearing were soaked and shit. And, of course, if you suddenly had a pussy, you couldn't go up to the boys' dorm to change, could you? You wouldn't want anyone to see you. You'd have to borrow clothes from somebody else, because it would just be fucking retarded to buy something new, since you're going to be changing back and all."
Layne looked forlornly at her too-big clothes. "Turn your fucking back, Whites, you perv. I have to fix this shit," she said, indicating her clothes. She was a little worried, though. Obviously, she couldn't stomp around campus looking like a student, so a straight up reducio to make them fit wouldn't work. No one would buy a shrimp like her, even as a first year. She'd always been fucking small for her age, which would make it hard as fuck to function. She transfigured her clothes into something more suitable to a little girl, although not frilly in the least. Layne was just not a frilly person. Instead, she fashioned a t-shirt and a pair of overalls, and fastened her long ass hair into twin braids.
"I'm ready, Whites. Let's start by checking all the fucking girls' rooms on the first floor. Then, while I'm doing that shit, you can ask people if they saw a new girl named Leonora. Trust me, she's the kind that people would notice. Her tits are fucking huge."