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Post by Jeffrey on Jul 21, 2003 17:15:13 GMT -5
There is a door that has a sign on it, '[glow=green,2,300]Potions Office Professor Zack Davinski[/glow]'. You enter the room and your teeth begin to chatter. The dungeon office is frigid and the fire offers little heat.
The room isn't neat, but not overly cluttered either. Jars occupy the wooden shelves mounted around the room. The objects in the different fluids look shadowed and ghastly.
Towards the back of the chamber is a writing desk on which homework and samples of Potions are cast. The man bent over the desk looks deep in thought, then triumphantly marks a letter on the parchment and sets it aside. He is tall and resplendant in black robes. His eyebrow arches at your presence and a smile begins to lift the corner of his mouth as he beckons you in further.
"Yes, sorry about the cold, not much one can do about it while in a dungeon. How can I help you?"
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Post by Tova Katya on Aug 4, 2003 15:17:22 GMT -5
Sir, I was wondering where we could get our class equipment because the store is closed in Diagon Alley. Thank you.
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Post by Jeffrey on Aug 4, 2003 15:34:53 GMT -5
Not anymore it's not.
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Post by Jeffrey on Aug 12, 2003 19:16:43 GMT -5
*a notes appears on the door* "The Potions Office will be closed for the next 2 days. Sorry for the inconvenience."
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Post by Jeffrey on Aug 15, 2003 19:48:06 GMT -5
*notice bursts into flame and the door opens again*
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Post by Nymphadora Tonks on Nov 11, 2003 11:33:14 GMT -5
walks in i hate u lets seeeeeeeeee ummmmmmmmm can't kill u but here we go transmorgify hehahehaheha ;D
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Post by Jeffrey on Nov 11, 2003 11:53:40 GMT -5
*blinks tiredly as nothing happens* "
Y'know kid... you have potential, but you're really getting on my nerves of steel. If not for my strict policy of not rising to someone's bait and not doing something drastic to my coworkers in public, you could be sure to mark yourself as someone to be on the lookout for when I might 'strike', so to speak. Good thing I have morals. Please leave."
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Post by Jeffrey on Mar 18, 2004 16:44:08 GMT -5
*makes it to the dungeons with only minimal fuss before slamming the door (still clad in just a robe) and as a last thought, makes a sign appear on the door handle like at the Mint or the Flamingo hotels:
[glow=red,2,300]DO NOT DISTURB UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES![/glow]
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Post by Vivian Astley on Mar 18, 2004 16:46:13 GMT -5
*after placing sign on Potions door walks into Zacks office and knocks softly on the door leading to his personal chambers*
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Post by Jeffrey on Mar 18, 2004 16:54:08 GMT -5
*Sands, deciding to be helpful, decides to answer* Can't you read the bloody sign!? No disturbances!
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Post by Vivian Astley on Mar 18, 2004 17:02:11 GMT -5
*rolls eyes and knocks harder*
Zack, open the door please.
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Post by Jeffrey on Mar 18, 2004 17:09:13 GMT -5
*considers* It could be fun you know...
*slaps the side of his ehad* Quiet, Sands. Come on in, Viv, door's unlocked.
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Post by Vivian Astley on Mar 18, 2004 17:12:17 GMT -5
*opens door slowly and slips inside and shuts the door behind her. Offers a shy smile*
Hey
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Post by Jeffrey on Mar 18, 2004 17:21:08 GMT -5
*He returns the smile with one of his own. In the short time he'd been in his quarters, he'd changed out of the robe for a pair of casual dress pants, a plain, plaid, long-sleeved shirt, a rust-colored sweater vest (for kicks and giggles), and comfy black shoes. He sports a pair of glassless glasses and neatly parted hair, just for effect.*
What's shaking?
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Post by Vivian Astley on Mar 18, 2004 17:23:41 GMT -5
Not much really. Just checking up on you making sure evrythings cool and I kinda wanted to visit.
*walks further into room*
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