[CLASS] Most Potent Potions (END PG. 22!)

[kuropeco]

Mysterious notes would appear on the dorm room doors of many of the students seemingly overnight:

TO THE STUDENTS OF AMITYVILLE ACADEMY

Ever wanted to find that perfect scent? Ever wanted to make the love of your life find you irresistibly attractive and fantastically fabulous? Ever just wanted to see what you can make when you have all the right ingredients? If so, then you've come to the right place! Welcome to Beginner Potions, where all your potion-making dreams and desires come true.*

The classroom is impeccable. Unlike other devil-may-care classes at Amityville, this one is particularly clean and organized. It is a darker room, lit by a series of candles on rail-thin shelves that go around the entire octagonal-shaped room, placed just below the ceiling. The floor is a glossy dark mahogany, and there are neatly lined rows of desks two seats to each one. Beside each desk is a grey cauldron on a wooden stand.

On the right and left sides of the classroom, directly opposite from one another, are three shelves. On the top shelf, there are exactly ten potion bottles. On the middle shelf, there are exactly thirteen potion bottles. And on the lowest shelf, there are exactly fifteen bottles.

At the front of the room is the professor's desk, which is just as meticulously organized as the rest, with each pensnake and pencil in its proper place. It smells faintly of spices here, though there is an odd watery scent that might be because of the various mixtures that have been concocted over the years.


OOC: Just RP your student coming entering the classroom! Signups will end in approximately 24 hours! Enrolled students, horsemen, and hunters in golems are allowed (sorry, no quests)!


*Some restrictions may apply.

 

[kuropeco]

CLASS ROSTER


• Bob
  
• Bob McBobbert
  
• Bobby
  
• Bobella
  
  

 

[Blade Kuroda]

When Shun heard about a potions class, he decided to swing on by. After all, maybe he could learn to make some poisons or something along those lines. So he made his way on into the place with his hands in his pockets. Pausing at the door, he took a quick gander around. Well, it certainly seemed like he was in the right place.

And thus, he went on in further, taking a seat towards the back of the room.

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Jericho still felt that he was pretty far behind as far as getting back up to speed where he should be. He didn't hear anything about having taken potions before, but it couldn't hurt, he figured. The dragon went on into the potions room, pausing as he took in the scents of the room.

Interesting.  

[Torvil]

Zel understood that potions could be potentially beneficial in the grand scheme of things. Honestly, he hoped he could learn something that could help him with his current... situation. Frowning and pushing the thoughts aside, he found the first empty chair he could find somewhat near the front of the room, so as to better see the lesson.

And then he waited.  

[Cheekiebirdiee]

Hearing about the class had been easy enough, finding it however was the challenge. A little out of breath Tavi paused at the last door he was willing to try. With a determined nod he popped his head into the doorway of the class, ears laying back to hair as his gaze roamed the area. Was this the place? Spotting the cauldron's near the desk he grinned and started in. Sighing in relief as Zel came into view the kitsune trotted over merrily and wiggled into the empty seat next to the other boy, asking after sitting down, "this seat taken?!? " He sure hoped the answer was no, but was more than willing to move if so.

Torvil

 

[xoxomenai]

In a dimly lit corner at the back of this room, a certain winged horseman took his usual seat, casting eyes quietly and curiously across the arranged bottles either side of the room. Potion-making was a Famine trade secret. And he was more than a bit curious what the scarelings were up to.

OOC

Kiwi was here ovo

 

[medigel]

The note had her at perfect. She literally needed no further persuasion, because what was Piper but someone who always sought the best?

Large hair pulled back as best she could (if it got one bit of potion, why, she'd have a fit!), the mage skittered into the class with obvious excitement. "Taviiiii~" she cooed, just about to make her way over when--

--अरे नहीं, was that a dragon? It had wings and horns at least . . . Or was that a fire demon maybe? Could dragons be demons? She wasn't very well-versed on non-reaper species . . . Either way, curiosity had her; Piper popped into the seat behind him, finding it very hard not to try and reach out to touch those magnificent wings.

"Hiiiii~"

It was the start of beautiful, intelligent conversation.

Cheekiebirdiee

Blade Kuroda

 

[Blade Kuroda]

Hearing an unfamiliar voice from behind, Jericho turned around to see a new face.

"Oh, hi!" he replied, offering a sort of smile. He didn't recognize her at all; though he supposed it's possible that he had known her at one point in time.

Well, in any case, she seemed friendly enough!

Ol-j-man

 

[Bittiface]

Mot strolled into the class, whistling a happy tune. Life was pretty sweet for the reaper lately, and he just felt all kinds of jovial. Upon spotting an old friend, the tall reaper too a few long strides until he reached Shun. A wide smile, he waved at the shorter reaper.

"Howdy, Shun! It's been a while, huh? Fancy seeing you here!" He greeted merrily.

- - -

Meanwhile, a female undead also walked into the class room. The golem sat quietly, nervously, in one of the seats in the middle.

Otto couldn't believe he was sitting in a Halloween classroom. He was surrounded by the enemy. It was nervre-wrecking, even if his disguise and voice changer made it easy to blend in.

The golem gave a nervous breath out, tapping it's fingers on the edge of the desk.  

[Meegane]

Leaflets in Amityville always raise his interest, this time, he saw the one about scent. Oh wait, it's called Beginner Potions. The baku had told him before that cooking actually likes Alchemy, so he's quite interested to see how the two are similar.

Seeing the set-up in the classroom, he guessed it must be some witchcraft-related stuff. The one responsible for the class didn't show up yet, so it might be a good idea to mingle around.  

[Blade Kuroda]

Catching that nod, Shun nodded in return to Frost. Though, his attention was soon snagged by Mot, who was looking rather cheerful.

"Oi," he greeted with a nod, "Yeah, it's been awhile. You're looking pretty well, though."

Bittiface

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[DarkHeartedSorrow]

Rikki strolled into the class and looked around with a small amount of alarm. This was... really clean. He was mildly concerned about any professor that had the time and attention to detail to make one of the usually dank and dusty rooms of the academy look almost spotless.

He took much more care sitting down that he may have needed to, lest he jack something up.  

[kuropeco]

Somewhere in the back of the classroom, a gryphon sat with his head down on the desk, arms folded around his head and clearly asleep, a soft snoring sound heard emanating in a muffled sort of way from under his arms.  

[Miliardo Kason]

Sammy was terrible at classes, she was lazy really, and to be perfectly honest she was better suited to more physical tasks. But potions was one of those things she was pretty sure was required on exams to be a Boogie so she was going to tough this one out.

Wandering into the room she offered a wave to Jericho, "You look like you again. Much better then a tiny elf." Moving through the seats she dropped down beside a rather nervous looking corpse of a ghoul. Squinting at Otto she raised an eyebrow slightly, "You okay? You're breathing a lot for a dead chick."

Blade Kuroda

Bittiface