Putting things right [ACTION] + [BBS]

[redcinemareel]

[ACTION A]

[There is a pile outside her dorm room of mostly things that are broken due to the rough tumble Garden took. Broken mirrors, ruined towels, shattered teacups and saucers, and cat toys tangled beyond help.The pile grows each day, little by little, as she sifts through her room. Don't trip on it!]


[ACTION B]

[Grell is walking about the Garden with her cats on a leash, mostly taking a break from putting her room right. Her cats stop to play with a wad of paper, however Grell isn't paying attention to that. Only when the lease becomes taut does she realize they've stopped. She seems pretty wrapped up in her own thoughts up until this point. With a sigh, she snaps her fingers at them a few times.]

Leave it! [The cats come to attention and look to each other, as if truly contemplating on whether or not they should listen. Really, guys?]


[BBS]

I'm offering 100 Gil to anyone who can clear away the pile of broken items from just outside my dormitory.

-Grell ♥

Comments

[jointheclub]

Ah, from what I know of him, a smile on your face ought to be reason enough.

[He does, after all, think Marco is a decent sort... who would certainly find a way to MAKE such a trip worth his while.]

[redcinemareel]

I must be getting rusty! [She sighs and shrugs with a smile.] I'll utilize your advice post haste!

In the meantime, would you like a refreshment for your efforts, Instructor?

[jointheclub]

Ah, well... I could be persuaded, if you really felt you must.

[Though if any a sentence was every purest formality, that one was.]

[redcinemareel]

How could you need more persuasion than to enjoy a beverage with a beautiful maiden, Instructor?!

[She walks inside first, so she could get glasses for them both.] Do have a seat, please.

[jointheclub]

Well, when you put it that way...

[Chortling, Slughorn draws up a chair -- or in other words, motions a chair forward with a flick of his wand so he can settle into it.] Quite appreciated, quite.

[redcinemareel]

[All she has is freshly squeezed orange juice, one of the few things she can make without inducing food poisoning or inedibility. She takes out a pitcher from the refrigerator and pours them both a glass.]

It's the least I can do! [She sets one glass down for him before sitting herself and setting down her own beverage.] Not many can wave a wand and repair items with a wrist flick.

[jointheclub]

Thank you, thank you. [He takes up his glass to sip from it, smiling. This is all so very in accordance with how the world ought to work, much more so than his normal daily life here...] It IS a pity there aren't more wizards here. Perhaps they'd finally allow me to start teaching Potions again properly.

[redcinemareel]

Potions? I've only heard of such from fantasy novels involving love potions. [She takes a sip of her juice, noting that she needed to strain it a bit more for pulp.]

[jointheclub]

Oh, those are child's play. Simple if you've got the knack. Not that you need one, eh? [Slughorn chortles again, in an eminently good mood.]

[redcinemareel]

Goodness, one lover is enough! I'd need a schedule for any more!

[jointheclub]

But not a love potion, which is my point! Perhaps I ought to start a small little side business... potions for stamina and reinvigoration, you know.

[redcinemareel]

Yet how would they be any different from the spells we have?

[jointheclub]

[Slughorn sets his juice down so he can steeple his fingers with a smile.]

Magic and paramagic are very different things, my dear. Paramagic, after all, is rigidly defined and closed! Limited by its own nature! You can't repair a broken item, of course, because you can't Draw a repairing spell from a monster. Only your basics -- attack, defense, indirect.

Magic on the other hand, properly wizardly magic, is almost unlimited. If you can't do it and it isn't against the laws of magic, why, you just haven't invented the spell you need.

[redcinemareel]

[Grell is listening, but...]

What of potions, instructor? Potions.

[jointheclub]

[He'd been waiting for precisely that question, theatric instructor that he is, and he makes a little show of looking as if he'd quite forgotten all about Potions.]

Of course, Potions! The subtlest magical art. Most spells, you understand, are all about speaking an incantation, performing the proper wand motion, and seeing results. But Potions, ah, Potions is all about time, effort, and care. Taking the proper ingredients, using the proper methods, and brewing a liquid infused with magical essence. A spell waiting to go off, but much more than a spell. The work and effort you put in means you can accomplish tasks far exceeding the normal Charm or Transfiguration.