Burkins Academy

[CrystalSmith]

Alice looks at him, "A goblet? Isn't that like a lot of blood." She murmurs looking at him. She looks away, "Well you even be able to swallow my blood without puking?" She asks quietly.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

"It doesn't say anything about swallowing it, I don't think." He says, frowning, he stands up and goes over to a small bookshelf, grabbing a leather bound book and bringing it over to the table. He puts it down with a large bang and opens it, before leafing through it. "This book has all ingredients, both their latin names and their english names." He smiles, then points to the brightly coloured notes sticking out of the pages, "and thankfully, they're in alphabetical order."

 

[CrystalSmith]

Alice nods, "Okay, then what do you do with my blood if you don't drink it?" She asks lightly looking around slowly, she watches him grab another book and smiles, "So many books." She says.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

He begins to translate the ingredients, "Well, I don't know that yet, but I don't think I'm going to drink wolfsbane." He says, writing down the most recent ingredient on the list. He eventually finished. "Wolfsbane, and apparently thats a word for 'cats lungs', and then the flesh eating caterpillars, and finally, if you could believe that those weren't the worse things... It asks for a freshly cut out tongue. Who knew black magic would be so morbid?"

 

[CrystalSmith]

Alice stares at him, "How do we get a freshly cut out tongue?" She asks dumbfound. She stares at him, "I'm not killing anyone," she mutters almost silently. She licks her lips and looks around.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

"I don't think we have to kill anyone, I mean we just have to get a tongue, right? I'm pretty sure that we could like... Sneak into a morgue, or something, maybe?" He asks, licking his lips. He didn't want to kill anyone either.

 

[CrystalSmith]

Alice looks at him, "It has to be fresh, doesn't that mean it comes from someone who is still alive." She says looking at him and then sighing.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

"That's true... In which case... I don't know, I'll figure something out." He grins and then realises he shouldn't be grinning. "Oops, sorry, this is supposed to be serious, especially seen as we're talking about killing someone."

 

[CrystalSmith]

Alice nods, "I won't be able to be near when and if we have to kill someone. I don't have control to do something like that." She mutters quietly. She looks away, sighing again.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

"I do." Fenton says simply, and pushes his hair out of his eyes. He doesn't meet her eye as he licks his lip nervously and begins to try and translate how to enact the ritual.

 

[CrystalSmith]

Alice smiles weakly looking at him as he starts to translate the rest of it. She brings and hand through her hair, placing an arm on his shoulder, "I'll help, don't worry about it. I'll be there, even if It requires to have to put everything into not going after the persons blood." She says.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

"No.. No you don't have to." He bites his lip, "I don't think that you want to be there, and I don't think that you could control yourself around blood, not this early into being turned."

 

[CrystalSmith]

Alice shakes her head, "no, I'll be fine, plus I have to learn to control myself at some point, this will be the best chance we have at doing that." She says, looking at him, "I don't want you to do it alone." She says.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

"Thank you," He says, and smiles weakly at her, before turning and translating the final line. "Okay, I think I got this now..." He looks at her, "Want to hear?"

 

[CrystalSmith]

Alice looks at him, "Yes, I want to know." She says curiously, she watches him before looking away slightly, still listening to him. She looks back up and smiles weakly.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

"Right. Well, what we have to do is, obviously be in a graveyard, but it says here in an open grave, which means basically I have to get close and personal with the dead. It wants me to sprinkle the wolfsbane onto the coffin lid, then- Oh God, I actually do have to drink it. I have to mash up the cat lungs, the tongue, and mix it in with your blood, then put the flesh eating caterpillars in and then, voila, I have a cocktail I'll never want to smell again." He shivers, "I have to bless it with a spell or whatever, then I have to drink it, and then I'll be in Hell."

 

[CrystalSmith]

Alice nods slowly, "Okay, what do you do in hell?" She asks lightly looking around. She looks at the book and then around the room, before looking back at him.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

"That's this whole other page." He groans, "I'm sure there's something else that you'd rather do than this, you don't have to torture yourself, and if you don't wanna go home then..." He turns and points at one box, "Films are in there," he points at his TV, "and I'm sure you're able to work that."

 

[CrystalSmith]

Alice shakes her head, "No, I'm not going anywhere. I got you in this mess." She says quietly. She smiles weakly, "the least I can do is help." She adds.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

"But don't forget, you don't know how to read Latin," he points out, winking at her, then turning back to the book and writing down as much as he could, trying not to be distracted by Alice.

 

[CrystalSmith]

Alice chuckles, "yeah. That's right. I'm pretty useless but I want to look like I'm helping." She says with a small grin. She brings a hand through her hair and starts to him gently.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

"Oh yeah, you are so helping," he grins widely and then lifts the hand that he wasn't writing with and uses one finger and presses it against her lips like he was shushing her, because that is indeed what he was doing.

 

[CrystalSmith]

Alice giggles, licking his finger so he'd move it, "Humming help me concentrate. That's how I'm helping." She murmurs with a grin. She brings a hand through her hair.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

"Suuuure." Fenton says, rolling his eyes and moving his finger, he wipes it on his shirt and scrunches up his nose while translating the Latin. He needed to get this done.

 

[CrystalSmith]

Alice chuckles before going quiet, she looks around at the boxes smiling, trying to let him concentrate. She brings a hand through her hair again.