Post by Erin Drayton on Apr 28, 2008 14:34:56 GMT -5
There's a time of night that everyone believes still, That nothing moves except the shrill breath of the night And that noone ever wakes between witching hour...
Rolling his eyes as he tossed the book back to the floor, the teen laughed lightly to himself. "I'm awake," he muttered, laying back on the roof of a single greenhouse - staring up at the night sky with an amused gaze.
Lifting a jack to his mouth, Erin inhaled deeply, savouring the addiction within him. Smirking as he watched the small spirals of smoke flith into the surrounding air, the Ravenclaw sighed, "Why do I sit out here alone? There's plenty of people I could talk to..."
Yeah, right... and then why don't you dance around like you had friends?
"That's why," he groaned lightly, "You talk to yourself more than you do them... Just get back and go to sleep like everyone else." Closing his eyes as the wind carried his mess of hair, Erin sat up, rubbing his eyes and causing dark shadows of eyeliner to smudge further around his face still. Great...
Dropping the cigarette to the floor, Erin only half realised what he'd done. A few seconds too late.
Watching in horror as the embers set alight the grass nearby, the ravvie fumbled for his wand - jumping back to the ground from the roof. Staring blankly at the flames with wand at hand, he winced inwardly. See this is where you need to know what to do."
Last Edit: Apr 28, 2008 14:43:01 GMT -5 by Erin Drayton
[i"]Alohamora"[/i] Came a faint whisper. There was a metallic clank as the dublers fell into place and the door to the green house was unlocked. Theft Is a minor crime compared to what will happen if I don't play the thief tonight. he thought to himself. As he looked at the waning crescent moon in the sky. That celestial body was a big pain in Seth's rear. If only he hadn't tried to 'pet the neighbor's new doggy' when he was five. Things would have turned out very differently. How he survived that ordeal so many years ago he didn't know, all he does know is that a month after the attack, he woke up to a house full of corpses with him at the center. He shivered at the memory. Thankfully he was raised by the Ministry of Magic's Muggle protections services. Where he lived in a sort of orphanage, that was where he found out about his 'gift' in magic.
Still what happened to he real family, he never wanted a repeat of what happened to his family. And he was fresh out of the main ingredient to the one potion that prevented him from loosing his mind on the full moon. He needed Munkshood, and a school green house was bound to have at least some. However as he was about to open the door he smelled something burning, then as he turned to see what it was he saw a figure thud on the ground not too far away. He saw the glowing cinder in the dark, with ease. and doused it with a burst of water from his Cedar wand. He didn't really care if he was caught, he had been before at another greenhouse and all charges where dropped as soon as they know why he was doing it. Well not all charges but he wasn't thrown in jail for the crime.
"You know, smoking is bad for your heath, and fire even more so." He said with a calm dark humor as he turned back to the door and pulled it open.
Post by Erin Drayton on Apr 29, 2008 13:05:20 GMT -5
Watching wide-eyed as the cinders we doused with liquid, the teen pursed his lips. The colour gradually returning to his pale face, Erin sighed in relief, lowering his wand back to his side.
You know, smoking is bad for your health, and fire even more so
Muscles freezing at the humourous words, the ravenclaw turned back towards the speaker - afraid that he would be punished. Being outside after hours and smoking on the grounds, it all added up to getting himself chucked out again.
"I find it hard to stop," he shrugged with a small smile, raising an eyebrow as the man pulled open the door to the greenhouse. He didn't look like a professor, or at least anyone he'd seen around the university. "Hey, wait!" he called after him, grabbing his bag as he sprinted over to the door.
"You're not suposed to come in here," Erin frowned, standing with his palm to the glass.
the man turned the the studen't sith a small grin. "Well, I think the alternative, which is me being without wolfsbane by the time the full moon is in the sky, would be the a worser fate." He said to the boy calmly. He turned and walked into the dark and humid glass house. It was too dark to see anything. So he lit his wand with lumos. He called back to the boy. "Your welcome to stopme from stealing the Monkshood I need, but know that you may cause deaths by doing so." He spoke confidently enough that he sounded like he was daring the boy to try. he wouldn't hurt the studen't at most he's stun him to get away. He contued into the forect lik bulding and sppered at lable on the shelves and potting tables.
Post by Erin Drayton on May 1, 2008 11:27:16 GMT -5
"Well, I think the alternative, which is me being without wolfsbane by the time the full moon is in the sky, would be the a worser fate.. Your welcome to stop me from stealing the Monkshood I need, but know that you may cause deaths by doing so"
Staring with his heavily outlined eyes wide, Erin remained where he was - trying to place the man's words with a reason. Without the wolfsbane and Monkshood I'll be causing more damage than with? he thought, "B-But... then you're a-"
Reisisting the urge to run in fright, the ravvie stood his ground, watching as the other bounded further into the greenhouse's wilderness. Sighing he followed, hastily throwing down his bag. "Can't you just shop around Drakborough like normal people?" he called, trying to spot him between the various exotic plants, flowers and roots.
The man kept search as he spoke, "Yes, I'm a werewolf, And I've sort of been chased out of a job so without the money, my choices are to scavenge for wild wolfsbane, pray for Charity and hope I don't kill anyone, or steal what I need in order to prevent murder. Which choice would you prefer I take boy? You know any place other than the greenhouse where I can fine some fresh aconite, especially this early in spring?" He said as he searched on.
Post by Erin Drayton on May 2, 2008 11:23:35 GMT -5
"Yes, I'm a werewolf, And I've sort of been chased out of a job so without the money, my choices are to scavenge for wild wolfsbane, pray for Charity and hope I don't kill anyone, or steal what I need in order to prevent murder. Which choice would you prefer I take boy? You know any place other than the greenhouse where I can fine some fresh aconite, especially this early in spring?"
Swallowing the small bubble of fear that had begun to rise within him, Erin glanced up through the glass roof - thankfull that tonight seemed no to be one of the full moon. Man alive is that lucky, he breathed a sigh of relief, Note to self: Stay indoors when the lunar is right for him.
"The latter I guess," he muttered, running a hand through his hair with a small hopeless smile. "You don't, I mean, you never feed on humans right?" he asked, a minor tremble to his lips as he dragged a cigarette from it's packet with quivering fingers.
The question asked of him now was not easy to answer. He looked up from the lable and looked up at the student. "Not if I can help it I don't.But with out the potion I have no control over the beast within. I have killed... and eaten humas when not in control of my own mind. It's not something I'm proud of, and it is something I try to prevent is I can." His vice was a bit shakey. He ddn't like telling people of such thinks but he had no reason to with hold the truth.
"Your a studen here, you should know the Green house better than I maybe you could help me."
Post by Erin Drayton on May 4, 2008 12:53:35 GMT -5
"Not if I can help it I don't. But without the potion I have no control over the beast within. I have killed... and eaten humans when not in control of my own mind. It's not something I'm proud of, and it is something I try to prevent is I can.... Your a studen here, you should know the Green house better than I maybe you could help me."
Standing in silence for a moment or two, Erin nodded slowly. It wasn't everyday you were faced with a werewolf, now was it? He immidetly set about trying to find certain plants and roots. "What exactly do you need?" he asked quietly, still obviously fearful of the man.
He continued to seaching the lables. "Well the only ingrediant I'm missing is Monkshood, It's also known as Wolfsbane, and Aconite. I would sommon some but I can't if I don't know where it is." he sighed as he turned to a shelf and started looking at other plants.
Post by Erin Drayton on May 6, 2008 11:42:54 GMT -5
Nodding in understanding, Erin scanned what labels he could read, lifting his body so he was stood on tip-toe to read some of the higher pots. Pursing his lips in a moody pout, he sighed softly, stopping to light yet another cigarette. "So what do I say if someone asks me where it went?" he asked loftily as he tried to find something to stand upon.
Overturning an empty bucket, the ravenclaw placed it down infront of a set of shelves, climbing up in an attempt to see the higher tags. "Ah-co-ny-tum?" he read, pronouncing each syllable slowly in his canadian accent before it clicked in his mind. Laughing lightly with a grin, he turned around quickly, holding up the pot, "Hey is thi.....?"
Trailing off as he lost his balance and fell back with a silent 'oof', Erin yelped gently, dropping the Monkshood and knocking a mandrake from it's soily prison.
Seth. turned to the boy just as he fell, and when he saw what the boy had in his hand his hopes went up but quickly plumeted when he saw the lable to the plant he had knocked loose. All this was noticed in in a single glance. He whiped his wand out "Silencio" He Said as he pointed at the mandrake.
The mandrake wailed but no sound was produced. Thankfully for the both of them. They where about half the building away from eachother so Seth made his way towards his botanical savior. And it was now his turn to make a mistake. Deciding that he nolonger needed his wand's light to search, since what he wanted was alread found,. He muttered nox and extinguished it. And 3 sgteps after his foot caught under the root of something growing on the dirt floor. He heard and saw movment. He relit his wand and saw the lable as well as the plant. 'Venimous Tentacula.' He rolled to the side jst as the tooth maw of the hungery flower snapped at where he once was laying. A second head on the carivous weed, snapped at him but befor it touched him he Muttered, "Reducto" It was the first incantation that came to his mind, the head of the plant exploded in his face, green and yellow plany matter flew every where.
He got back to his fet just as the first head snapped at him again. And as it raised for another attack. He muttered Imobulous the venomous head froze in mid snap. He alked sideways around it and went to The boy that had found his missing potion ingrediant.
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