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Ri
Phials & Potions
Thu Dec 4, 2014 16:30
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"Me too what exactly? No, you know what. I don't want to know. I just want to sleep. Is that too much to ask around here? There's a million other places in this school you could be right now. Go annoy some first years or go to the village or...you know what. Go use Bob. Beat him senseless or something. Don't you have, like, detention or something? Can't you just fu...what the hell is this?"

Her tirade came to an abrupt halt when Grace pressed some sort of glass into her hand and commanded her to drink it. Ri's eyes moved from the box of little phials to her former room mate to the potion in her hands trying to make sense of bizarre amount of information that had suddenly flooded the room. All the little pieces of a jigsaw puzzle that had she been any body else might have clicked easily into place. She wasn't though and whether by way of stubbornness or actual blindness she didn't see any of the clues the room presented her with.

The purple potion had a sickly smell so she placed it down on the dresser. She hated medicine, hated doctors, hated hospitals and she'd seen enough of all of those things to last the rest of her life. Every time her mother got ill her Dad would decamp to St Mungos and come back with an array of brightly coloured liquids that supposedly made her better. If Zombie was better than the alternative she supposed...still. It all boiled down to the fact that she didn't even take a painkiller unless Petals absolutely made her so however much Grace said it would help her sleep there wasn't anything in the world that could make her take a swig of that foul smelling potion.

Then she tried to press the phial into her hands and she pushed it back forcefully. "Yeah, thanks but no thanks," she huffed. "Why do you even have that? No, again I don't want to know." She tugged at the waistband of her pyjama bottoms and rubbed her palm over the gooseflesh on her bare arms, suddenly wishing she'd worn more than a crop top to bed. She was shuddering. Or was Grace shuddering? "Ug. When did every body get so damn creepy?" she glared.

She noticed one of her jumpers hanging over the back of a chair and growled. They hadn't been room mates for years but the girl lacked respect for boundaries that even Ri got sick of. "Well then, ask," she grumbled, trying to fit her head through the arm hole. "Oh wait, no," she changed in her mind for the third time in as many minutes. "Are we about to talk...about stuff? Oh sweet snitches we are, aren't we." She sank into the chair and tugged on the cuffs of her sleeves to pull them down. "Go on," she groaned. If misery had a face it would have looked exactly like Orion Hardy when there was 'talk' about 'stuff'.

  • a matter of hounor - Grace, Thu Dec 4 07:30
    “What’re you on about?” Grace snapped back, grateful for the distraction. “ I’ve been shut up here the whole time, not saying anything. And did you not notice the sock on the door?” She pointed. It... more
    • Phials & Potions - Ri, Thu Dec 4 16:30
      • Snitches - Grace, Thu Dec 4 19:38
        Grace frowned as Ri set aside the meds, but she reminded herself that the Hardy family had Mrs. Hardy for their mom. If that’s what medicine and doctors looked like when she was little, then Grace... more
        • Gimme What I Want - Ri, Thu Dec 4 23:17
          It was unfortunate for Grace that barely a sentence in she said something that made Ri snort with laughter. Boys were stupid but if there was a way to make them smarter, she hadn't come across it... more
          • offfers - Grace, Thu Dec 4 23:53
            Grace snorted "Like, what, marriage? Please. I'm not stupid enough to buy the whole together forever thing." Her jumper was a little too big on Ri, if only because Grace found the oversized ones to... more
            • Stuff - Ri, Fri Dec 5 00:13
              "See that," she gestured vaugely in the direction that Grace's words would have travelled if they'd been objects. "That is stuff." Her hands disappeared into the sleeves of the jumper as another... more
              • testing - Grace, Fri Dec 5 00:38
                One ear made a barely perceptible twitch at the way Ri called Bradley Bryant "mine." One of Randy's girlfriends would have pressed the issue, but Ri was only 14, and that fell into the category of... more
                • Lies - Ri, Fri Dec 5 01:05
                  Ri's eyes were already half closed and she was the closest to sleep she had been all week but she could still tell that every word Grace was saying was a lie. It didn't matter though because at least ... more
                  • Serious face - Grace, Fri Dec 5 01:56
                    Grace looked in her book bag again, replaced a few of the books with wrapped sandwhiches ( all Care books aside, Dawson seemed to like roast beef and pickles.) and water bottles and started to head... more
                    • History - Leo, Fri Dec 5 02:21
                      OWLS were coming. That's what all the Professors were saying. Between his punishment for the duel of being Professor Blackwell's TA, the time it took to win Grace over and their late night practices... more
                      • rant - Grace, Fri Dec 5 02:53
                        She took him by the arm “ Don’t need anyone else to hear this right now. But I think he might be a she. And pregnant. And kinda a slut. How long do they stay pregnant? “ she asked, guiding him into a ... more
                        • Questions - Leo, Fri Dec 5 03:29
                          Leo's eyes blinked furiously as he tried to decipher both what she was saying and what she wasn't while at the same time fighting the urge to make it all stop by kissing her. Clearly she had... more
                          • Proposal - Grace, Fri Dec 5 03:44
                            “Okay. I just want to be sure. Cause you’ll say you like things and then suddenly you don’t. And I just need to know where we are so” She opened her eyes and found him looking down at her. It was bad ... more
                            • Fumble - Leo, Sun Dec 7 00:47
                              Leo's face contorted as he ran through several emotions in fewer seconds than was good for a person. The effect was an expression that didn't know what it was trying to say. His cheeks puffed out,... more
                              • Score - Grace, Sun Dec 7 01:44
                                She worried when he didn’t answer right away. He was a thinker and she’d give him all the time in the universe to think it over if he asked, but she’d still worry the entire time. She didn’t even... more
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