Learning by doing, or not

[traaaaaash]

WHO: Eda Clawthorne and YOU, mayhaps
WHEN: End of June.
WHERE: The Pariah.
WHAT: Hands-on learning.
WARNINGS: Minor explosion.


[ It hasn't been long since Eda got Hermione to lend her her book on potion-brewing in this world. Eda promptly took plenty of notes from it and has been studying them, but ever the impatient one, she has decided it is time to do less reading and more doing.

So, she has snuck into the kitchens and nabbed a small pot, probable ingredients and some kindling and also procured a fire-safe surface to light her little cooking fire on.

Now she's chucking stuff into the pot while poring over her notes at the same time, and rats, was her handwriting always this messy? She thinks that says 9 drops of squid ink, so she adds that to the pot --

And it explodes in her face.

Luckily, it's only a small explosion, but enough to produce quite a bit of smoke, making Eda cough profusely and desperately wave her hand to get rid of it. ]

So I guess that said five.

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[good_taste]

[Sneaking is a popular activity around here, it seems. He's quite fond of it--it's the only way he keeps fed. seduce a crewman or two, rendezvous somewhere in the cargo hold, oh, by the way, you're fine with a little biting, aren't you darling?

It had been working out quite well for him. Yes, some of the crew had mysteriously developed a bit of anemia, but they enjoyed themselves, so what's the harm, really?

But remaining well-behaved for the rest of the day was boring, and that white raven he'd ended up with needed solid food. The sailors thought the thing was an ill omen on deck, because everything was an ill omen. He absolutely did not care, and in fact was more determined to bring it everywhere he could get away with. So! Into the kitchens he went, accompanied by the bird.

The sound of the explosion produced a startled squawk from the raven, which flew off onto the highest shelf it could find, feathers ruffled.]

Well. We could always throw it at the mermaids. [They've quickly become his least favorite denizen of the deep, and any chance to ruin their day sounded like a good idea to him.]

[intermingled]

[ Spock is still finding his bearing between the two ships, but when he hears an explosion he abandons his careful exploration and comes right into the kitchen to help however he can. When he sees that she's waving the smoke away instead of on the ground or across the room, he helps to wave the smoke out the door he'd come in through. It's better to find this sight after an explosion than to find her burned or worse, but there's still the concern of breathing in too much smoke or the potential of a fire in all of this while they're on a boat. ]

Are you injured?