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Post by Rodger Tamwell on May 14, 2011 23:08:57 GMT
*Rodger was in the work room in the back of the shop, mixing some Girding Potion. Stock was running low and it was popular among local young men. It's creation was almost second nature to him now.*
*He always used an extra large cauldron for these such jobs, in order to fill as many vials as possible to be sold.*
*This batch was almost ready. It would just need time to settle and finish.*
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Post by Rosalyn Tamwell on May 15, 2011 23:19:59 GMT
*Rosalyn was in the front of the shop. I was the place you'd most likely find her anyway. She was standing at the counter, dusting off one of the shelves and straightening up. It was a quiet start to the day. Her afternoon tea was steeping on the counter behind her.*
*Moving swiftly around the counter she walked towards the door and switched the sign to close. Rosalyn smiled as she headed back towards the back room and stood in the doorway.*
Well, the shop's finally closed for the day.
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Post by Lucian Tamwell on May 16, 2011 9:35:41 GMT
Luke floos in, carrying several kilos of supplies.
"Hi, Mum, Dad! Anything new?"
He sits down at the table in the backroom, greedily eyeing the tasty scones and the humming samowar.
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Post by Rodger Tamwell on May 16, 2011 9:48:27 GMT
*He nodded to his wife without looking at her, still focusing on his finishing touches.*
There, done. Just need that to settle.
*He covered the mixture and then approached his wife to place a kiss on her cheek.*
Did the day go smoothly for you?
*His eldest son had appeared and taken his place at the table.*
Ah, you're back lad. Manage to get anything interesting?
*Lucian had been getting supplies, and Rodger always hoped that he would get some surprise of something new to experiment with.*
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Post by Rosalyn Tamwell on May 16, 2011 17:38:52 GMT
~Rosalyn smiled, turning to walk out of the doorway. She stood, facing the back counter, sipping from her tea.~
The day went lovely. We sold quite a few vials today. So...the Girding is done then?
~She turned to her eldest son who had just arrived.~
Welcome back luke.
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Post by Venus Tamwell on May 16, 2011 18:26:15 GMT
~It was growing dark when Venus apperated outside the potion shop that her family owned. She was wearing the black cloak that Zero had given her, the hood pulled up, shrouding her face in darkness.~
~Venus stood, looking in through the window for a few minutes debating on whether or not she really wanted to go in. She could see her mother and father towards the back, and someone who could only be her older brother Lucian.~
~ Her heart was pounding loudly in her chest. She remembered the last words her mother had ever said to her. She knew this wasn't going to be a heartfelt reunion, and didn't know what to expect. Would they accept her, or try to end her.~
~She walked forward, pushing the door open with ease. Venus didn't approach them at first, looking around the shop at the vials of potions.~
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Post by Rodger Tamwell on May 16, 2011 19:03:04 GMT
~Rosalyn smiled, turning to walk out of the doorway. She stood, facing the back counter, sipping from her tea.~ The day went lovely. We sold quite a few vials today. So...the Girding is done then? ~She turned to her eldest son who had just arrived.~ Welcome back luke. It's almost ready. Just letting the mix simmer. *He sat at the table with Lucian sifting through the ingredients he had brought home.* Did you manage to get any bezoar? |
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Post by Rosalyn Tamwell on May 16, 2011 19:33:00 GMT
Well thats good...
*Rosalyn smiled, but then heard the front door open. She sighed.*
I wonder who that could be... Its past closing...Maybe I should go and see who this is...
*walks back to the front of the shop*
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Post by Venus Tamwell on May 16, 2011 19:37:26 GMT
~Venus stood near the front of the shop, looking over some potions ingredients. She wondered how long it would be before someone came out to her. She picked up a vial of potion, turning it over in her hand. Looking around first, she dropped the vial, smiling as it smashed on the ground.~
Oops...
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Post by Rosalyn Tamwell on May 16, 2011 19:45:13 GMT
*Rosalyn glared at the new guest to her potion shop. She walked quickly to this person angrily grabbing this person's arm.*
Escuse me that that is a very expensive bottle of potion! You better be able to pay for that!
*She glares at this new arrival angrily*
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Post by Rodger Tamwell on May 16, 2011 19:55:14 GMT
*He called from the back room.*
Who is it dear? Tell them we're closed!
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Post by Rosalyn Tamwell on May 16, 2011 20:06:38 GMT
*still glaring at the new person, Rosalyn answered her husband.*
I don't know who this person is, but they just smashed one of the vials of expensive Amortentia!
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Post by Venus Tamwell on May 16, 2011 20:12:00 GMT
~Venus pulled her arm back from her mother. she straightened her cloak, making sure her hood was still up.~
Of course I can pay for it. Don't be silly. So...Are you the only one here? I could have sworn I saw others.
~Venus smiled, walking around some more. coming to rest by some other potion. She did the same as before, picking up a vial and turning it over in her hand before dropping it.~
Oops...butter fingers.
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Post by Rosalyn Tamwell on May 16, 2011 20:21:01 GMT
*Rosalyn was getting more and more angry at this woman. How dare she destroy not one but TWO potions...first Amortentia, now Chelidonium Minicula... she took out her wand and waved it in front of the visitor*
Who are you, and why are you trespassing in our shop?
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Post by Rodger Tamwell on May 16, 2011 20:34:38 GMT
*He rose from his seat and came out into the front of the shop, hearing a glass smash as he approached.*
What the devil is going on here?
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