All right, let the costume party commence ...

[apocalypsos]

*incoherent rambling and pointing in the direction of the bar*

(Subtitle: Drinks are at the bar. Bitten-open cans of snacks are on the tables. Please try not to throw up on my shoes. :))

*babbles happily and wanders off*

(OOC: *snerk* Well, I had to play her eventually, right? ;))

Comments

[musyc]

Oh, I would never imply such a thing. There's no need to imply when the evidence is ... evident.

[catystorm.livejournal.com]

*sputters for a second* Who ... WHO'S SO SHORT THAT THEY CAN'T SEE OVER THE TOP OF A BAR?!

[musyc]

*adjusts tie*

Good that you acknowledge your situation.

I see a large bottle of something vaguely green up there. Would you like me to fetch it down for you?

(OOC: HAHAHAHAHAHAAAA. You do the best screaming-Ed at these parties.)

[catystorm.livejournal.com]

*eyetwitch* I ... snk...grr ... I can get it myself, thanks.

*claps hands together and leans over the bar, grabbing the shelf*

*the shelf twists and warps down, sliding the bottles safely to a lower level*

(OOC: *laughs* I've had a lot of practice.)

[musyc]

*raises eyebrow* Destructive and impulsive. You must be a Gryffindor.

[catystorm.livejournal.com]

A what now? *grabs the aforementioned bottle and frowns at it* This thing doesn't have a label.

[musyc]

Gryffindors. Tend to be short-tempered.

And labels can often be proved to be wrong.

*takes bottle, pours out two glasses, drops a bezoar into one*

Doesn't appear to be poisonous, at least.

[catystorm.livejournal.com]

Grr ...

Still, I've never heard that term before. Gryffindor, what do they do? I'm an alchemist, you see.

*frowns at the bezoar* What is that?

[musyc]

Gryffindors tend to suck up to headmasters, steal House Cups from the rightful winners, and generally get lauded for "saving the day" through their own lucky incompetencies.

(OOC: Draco, bitter?)

*digs bezoar out of glass, hands it drippingly over* Small stones, typically found in the bellies of various beasts, used to identify poisons and neutralize them. I'm surprised you don't recognize it, being an alchemist. Very similar pursuit to the subtle science of Potions, I would have thought.

[catystorm.livejournal.com]

*examines the stone* No, I've not seen anything like it. "Various beasts?" What sort of beasts, I haven't come across anything like this before.

I don't quite know what your "Potions" is like, but unless it involves copious amounts of research as well as the destruction and construction of core matter, they're probably not that much alike. Transmutation is quick and dirty and requires copious knowledge and willpower.

Mind if I take this? *holds up the bezoar*

[musyc]

Various beasts? Oh, dragons, centaurs ... *snarls* hippogriffs.

Research, reading, studying. All quite tedious unless you have the predisposition. Seems as though we have something in common there. Along with a talent for things quick and dirty.

*waves hand laguidly* Go ahead, I have dozens.

[catystorm.livejournal.com]

*pauses a moment* Dragons, you say... *shakes head* Huh, dragons. Can't say they exist, where I come from. Discounting chimeras made to look like them, of course.

*nudges one of the glasses* Have you figured out what this stuff *is*, yet?

*pockets the stone*

[musyc]

I've no idea what's in it, but it goes down smooth. I suspect it has been lifted from someone's private stock, and they'll miss it terribly.

Good.

*refills glass with wave of wand*

[apocalypsos.livejournal.com]

(OOC: Ain't that the truth. *snerk*)

[catystorm.livejournal.com]

(OOC: I must be doin' something right. XD)