Angel had been waiting by the lake, peering over his sunglasses at his pocket watch. He’d sent word for the class to meet him out here today rather than the greenhouses for something a bit more exciting than the usual lecture or repotting and was eager for the class to finally arrive.
Smiling when the class began arriving, Angel snapped his watch closed and resettling the sunglasses once it looked like that’d all finally gathered. The weather was starting to turn colder, already overcast today, and he figured it was better to try this lesson now rather than later when the cold water was more of a punishment than a treat.
“Hey everyone, welcome to the great outdoors,” Angel said grandly. ”I’ve got something a little more adventurous for you lot today,” he said, giving a small metal tin near his feet a slight kick. “But first, get changed, hope you all brought a towel.” Grinning, he motioned to a selection of wetsuits and privacy screens he’d managed to scrounge up from previous lessons involving lake work, flapping his hand to get the class moving. He could tell some of them were understandably curious about the change of scenery and was quite enjoying the drama of it all for now.
“Right, now that we’re all suited up, let’s look at today’s plant,” he said, flicking open the metal tin to reveal a selection of rubbery, balled up plants inside, rather reminiscent of rats’ tails. “Everyone take a bit. It's not pretty but it’s perfectly safe fine, just don’t do anything with it yet, please,” he said, passing the tin around the class and giving a few of the more impatient looking students a weighted look as they took their piece.
“What you have there is Gillyweed. A Mediterranean plant that is great if you’re a fan of swimming, maybe in the Mediterranean, perhaps. Anyway, eating this plant results in the subject growing gills and webbed fingers and toes. It’s rather a hot topic for debate on the duration effects in fresh versus salt water, but in fresh water like the lake here, it should last for about an hour. Kinda gross, but excellent for breathing underwater.
“I figured what better way to get a little break from all this OWL stuff than a little dip in the lake. Feel free to test out your gillyweed, or just take a dip. But I will judge you if you don’t at least have a little nibble. Have a sense of adventure and all that,” Angel said, nodding encouragingly to a few nearby students as they sniffed at their gillyweed. “But seriously, that’s it, go, swim, have fun. If you get into serious trouble, send some sparks up or something, we’ll come fish you out. I’ve been told there are some critters in the lake so play nice,” he said, wrapping up the lesson and settling himself into a deck chair he’d brought along to ‘supervise’ from, pulling out a book. They were big kids, they could look after themselves for an hour.
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RP the lesson, feel free to have some fun in the water. If you’re planning anything a bit more dramatic, please PM me beforehand.
Smiling when the class began arriving, Angel snapped his watch closed and resettling the sunglasses once it looked like that’d all finally gathered. The weather was starting to turn colder, already overcast today, and he figured it was better to try this lesson now rather than later when the cold water was more of a punishment than a treat.
“Hey everyone, welcome to the great outdoors,” Angel said grandly. ”I’ve got something a little more adventurous for you lot today,” he said, giving a small metal tin near his feet a slight kick. “But first, get changed, hope you all brought a towel.” Grinning, he motioned to a selection of wetsuits and privacy screens he’d managed to scrounge up from previous lessons involving lake work, flapping his hand to get the class moving. He could tell some of them were understandably curious about the change of scenery and was quite enjoying the drama of it all for now.
“Right, now that we’re all suited up, let’s look at today’s plant,” he said, flicking open the metal tin to reveal a selection of rubbery, balled up plants inside, rather reminiscent of rats’ tails. “Everyone take a bit. It's not pretty but it’s perfectly safe fine, just don’t do anything with it yet, please,” he said, passing the tin around the class and giving a few of the more impatient looking students a weighted look as they took their piece.
“What you have there is Gillyweed. A Mediterranean plant that is great if you’re a fan of swimming, maybe in the Mediterranean, perhaps. Anyway, eating this plant results in the subject growing gills and webbed fingers and toes. It’s rather a hot topic for debate on the duration effects in fresh versus salt water, but in fresh water like the lake here, it should last for about an hour. Kinda gross, but excellent for breathing underwater.
“I figured what better way to get a little break from all this OWL stuff than a little dip in the lake. Feel free to test out your gillyweed, or just take a dip. But I will judge you if you don’t at least have a little nibble. Have a sense of adventure and all that,” Angel said, nodding encouragingly to a few nearby students as they sniffed at their gillyweed. “But seriously, that’s it, go, swim, have fun. If you get into serious trouble, send some sparks up or something, we’ll come fish you out. I’ve been told there are some critters in the lake so play nice,” he said, wrapping up the lesson and settling himself into a deck chair he’d brought along to ‘supervise’ from, pulling out a book. They were big kids, they could look after themselves for an hour.
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RP the lesson, feel free to have some fun in the water. If you’re planning anything a bit more dramatic, please PM me beforehand.