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 Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2012 1:50 am
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2012 4:23 pm
Peregrine.Elliott.Gray.Wellington.IV  Gray was very, very not happy. He grabbed Silveril, a little desperately, head and shoulders drooping. "You...ruined my sash," he groaned. "This was silk. Silk! Do you know how much it cost?" Well, technically Gray didn't either since he hadn't paid for it. But he was sure the person conned out of it, had paid a lot. It was very high quality silk. "This...I hope you intend to make reparations." He stood. "This was...the only thing I had left of my mother. She left it to me when she passed away and now it has a hole in it. A hole!" Well, that was a lie considering his mother was alive and well. But they didn't know that.
He released Silveril, and covered his eyes with his arm, head still hanging. "All I wanted was to replace the supplies that were destroyed yesterday. I wanted to make the class look better for my students. I was just trying to be a good teacher."
"Was this revenge for interrupting you? I said I was sorry! And on top of everything, I have to find replacement supplies by myself."
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2012 4:36 pm
 Silveril Volce ________________________Somehow, watching this man's display was rather amusing, if one were to put aside the fact that this man was fairly upset.
Silveril wasn't quite sure how to react to this since he has never offended a person in his life other than offending them with silence, but most people dealt with that by simply walking away.
However this was clearly Silveril's fault since he had been careless about the cigarette in his hand. So he had to repay the man somehow. However, Silveril was just a teacher and he was fairly poor. He didn't want to have to go back to his family just to ask for money. This was a very troublesome situation.
"Well, there isn't much I can do but offer my apologies." Silveril said bluntly. When in doubt, he just needed to be honest. ________________________
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2012 4:50 pm
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2012 5:18 pm
Peregrine.Elliott.Gray.Wellington.IV "Apologies?" Gray couldn't help but look at Silveril incredulously. Who thought apologies were the appropriate response to destroying a family heirloom--even if it really wasn't one? Well, for him anyway. "I ask you, can one wear apologies?" he asked. "Your apologies will they keep me warm and remind me of my dear, deceased mother on a daily basis? No, I thought not." He had the decidedly desolate feeling that he would not be getting any money from this man. How truly devastating.
He deflated even more when the midget...er...potions teacher, asked about his budget. What the heck was wrong with these people? "Pfft. I said I only wanted to borrow them," he said, waving a hand dismissively. "Unlike your paltry glassware, mine have to be special ordered so they can withstand the rigors of alchemic compositions and formulas. While I fear I must admit they can't always stand up to the complex chemical components I use, they would be more than adequate to withstand any atrocities my students concoct. But, of course, I could never get everything I need in time for class in a few days. Do you know how hard it is to find good quality saltpeter?"
He sighed. "This is what happens when one tries to focus on helping the brilliant minds of our bright, young pupils, explore new horizons. You have your clothes ruined, and your motives questioned. Does no one in this school understand the value of trust? Or high quality silk!?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2012 9:23 pm
Silveril Volce ________________________Well it was only normal that he would give such a response. Silveril turned to Vivian. The little girl seemed weary of the man and her eyes seemed to glitter with distrust.
Silveril wasn't the best judge when it came to character. He only liked to observe other people and learn about their culture. He could care less about feelings or petty squabbles.
However, Silveril knew that Vivian was not an idiot. Even if this man was someone shady, he wouldn't outright admit it. However, Vivian could be wrong...
At any rate, Silveril just needed to eat. He was getting hungry and he wasn't able to think properly at the moment, which is the main reason there was a hole in the man's silk because Silveril forgot he was holding a cigarette. "Excuse me, I need to take a drink before I attack either of you two." Silveril sighed as he went to the potions that Vivian had made for him. Taking a box, Silveril looked at it with distaste. It looked like a kiddie juice box. Silveril tugged on the straw and stuck it into the box and began to sip away. ________________________
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2012 9:51 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2012 10:15 pm
Peregrine.Elliott.Gray.Wellington.IV "Oh, I see, I see," Gray said, leaning down to examine the wares she displayed as proof of the quality of her supplies. He stroked his chin thoughtfully. "Well, that's fabulous then! It looks like I'll be able to use your supplies until my order comes in, after all." He gave Vivian a charming smile. "Thank you dearly for the reassurance. If you can't spare the amount I requested, about half that should suffice until I can get my own supplies. How wonderful that your supplies are up to par after all. I see this as the start of a wonderful, wonderful friendship."
He took the proffered potion flask with a gallant bow. "Thank you, my dear lady. I'm sure the spirit of my mother will rest well, knowing her beloved sash is once again whole."
Huh. He could probably sell this potion for more than what the scarf was worth--though it might be nice to keep it on hand as well. In case of future accidents.
"Well then, if it's alright with you, I shall just take the requested supplies and be on my way. I wouldn't want to impose on your..." He glanced at Silveril and continued, "meal...any longer than absolutely necessary?"
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2012 10:27 pm
Silveril Volce ________________________Silveril had just finished eating--drinking--and was feeling less cranky. He tossed the kiddy box into the trashcan. Knowing Vivian, she was probably going to ask for payment. This brat didn't work for free. Which reminded Silveril that she hadn't asked for her payment for the potions. He had a feeling of foreboding since the little girl probably had something terrible in store for him. If it wasn't money... it was probably manual labor that the girl was too lazy to do.
Well, it's not like Silveril minded manual labor since he was blessed with vampire strength and speed.
"You'd best be careful. The witch doesn't work for free." Silveril warned the man. ________________________
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2012 10:43 pm
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2012 11:21 pm
Peregrine.Elliott.Gray.Wellington.IV "How delightfully contradictory!" Gray said, intrigued by the fact that in spite of Silveril's warning, Vivian quite altruistically gave him the supplies he asked for, as well as a free potion. Well, he couldn't deny that it made him suspicious. After all, being a swindler himself, he was always on guard of being swindled. Still, if her wares were as high quality as all that, he'd just sell them off and buy cheaper ones. He'd still turn a profit, which was always nice. And, well, even if they weren't that high quality, he could still sell them off.
"It would seem our lovely potions master is quite the unpredictable lady, isn't she." He frowned slightly. Had he really missed the opportunity to state his name? Well that was just depressing. Because he'd taken a lot of time to come up with it, so it was best to show it off whenever he had the chance. It sounded rather fancy, if he did say so himself. "My kind lady, I am Peregrine Elliott Gray Wellington IV, at your service. Always."
"And I don't believe I caught your names either. How remiss of me to skip out on introductions."
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2012 11:33 pm
Silveril Volce ________________________Silveril sensed something was wrong. Vivian was usually particular about a fair trade. This man had a long name that Silveril couldn't quite remember. All he caught was 'Gray' since it was the simplest part of his name so that was what Silveril internally called him.
Anyways, his name aside, Vivian had just given him a free potion and she's also giving him supplies. She was being too nice to be normal. She was the type to use people as she pleased. Gray seemed pleased about the situation. Silveril would urge him to decline he offer, but he would just think Silveril was being overly paranoid.
"I am Silveril Volce. The physics professor." Silveril answered and he left to go to the storage area of the potions classroom to wait for Vivian to tell him what she wanted him to get since he was tired of thinking about Vivian's suspicious nature. Let the man suffer the consequences for trusting her. ________________________
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2012 12:03 am
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2012 2:12 pm
Peregrine.Elliott.Gray.Wellington.IV
"Right then. It's a pleasure to meet you once again, Professor Volce," Gray said. "And I do thank you from the bottom on my heart, most generous Madame Potions Master. He took the things Vivian offered. "You have truly saved my life. I shall repay this debt somehow, I am sure."
"Until then," He bowed once more, and took his leave. It occurred to him, as he stepped outside, that he could always just craft more supplies--barring the chemicals--because, after all, the components for glass were readily available outside. Just needed a bit of silica...Keeping that in mind, he probably didn't really need to stop by the potions lab at all.
Ah well, he'd gotten some wares to hock at the nearest curio, which was also fine. Heh. [exit]
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2012 3:45 pm
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