Post by Prudence Oria Weiss on Aug 3, 2019 17:37:45 GMT -7
tears of glittered waves.
please note: TW/CW warning for this thread, as the mention and involvement of drugs are included.
HIGH OUT OF HER FUCKING mind was the best way to describe Rue’s state. She was almost a thousand percent sure she hadn’t been this stoned since the December of her seventeenth birthday and this was from her own product alone. Though she had reasons for it all. She was celebrating! Back home in New Orleans out of all places! Another success was in the bag for the Weiss, an experiment she had been testing for months had finally shown results. Evident from the things that she saw whenever her eyes moved and the state she had ended up in. The end of the experiment was just nights before, while Mina was occupied with her group of buddies (mainly men who were dying to buy such a pretty woman a drink), Rue couldn’t help but snoop in bags, jackets, pockets, all for little Muggle delights that were close to nothing in the Wizarding World. Her first acquired item was a small pill, the engraving of some sort of…one hundred percent symbol placed spot on in the middle. Did it mean anything? Probably not. But the substance was supposedly not like any other pill…Until Rue tested it of course. Rue’s tests were like no other and a test was never a completed test until she had recreated the Muggle item into a Potion. It had been the same thing for her beginning experiments, a twist on Pepperup had become an infamous drug in Hogwarts that only…the students knew about. Thank Merlin. She concluded the pill had to of been what Muggles called MDMA or that funky name Molly. Poor Molly. Hopefully she was okay.
A few drops of other ingredients — ones that would typically produce bad results if measured incorrectly in the practices of other Potions, plus Molly’s little pill as well as Rue’s brew of what she referred to as ‘Secret Stuff’ and Experiment Six-Four-Two was born. Rue remembered the night before she had taken the final product, and the Weiss was sure she even offered up some to Mina but alas, her brain went into a complete melt-down beyond that moment. Her body felt rather slow, while her mind remained wide awake, and even in this state she was trying to analyse what the fuck she had ingested. She loved her own products, no doubt there, but sometimes she knew it was messed up. But it was the feeling that always led her to doing it over and over. Her arms rose, reaching for the ceiling above her as if she could even grab it and soon the Weiss was sitting up, the mess of brown waves settling down just past her shoulders. She blinked, once, twice before profusely, confused at her vision and what she was seeing. Colours of items around her shone brighter now and it finally hit the Potioneer that she wasn’t where she believed to be. But instead at another party. Merlin. What time was it even? Was she close to home? Was Mina even around? Fuck’s sake.
She rose slowly, her legs giving off the feeling of jelly, like any other high person would experience and she paused, arms raising up to control her balance. Wasn’t there someone to help for Merlin’s sake? How much of this shit had she taken? Her head turned and the psychedelic effects only began to kick in more now. Rue was hundreds of percent sure she added a touch of dragon scale’s powder, since it enhanced an ordinary wizard’s brain power and she believed that to link to an implication of visions if abused just a tad bit. It was safe to say, a tad bit was out of the window now. One foot in front of the other and Rue was moving down the corridor, loud thumps of different music playing in the place, club? house? that they were in. ”Mina…” Rue muttered. In doubt that she spoke, Rue paused, knuckles growing white from how tight she held the edges of the wall — to keep her balance up of course — but her mind was telling her to focus on other things. Like focusing on the determination she had to find her friend in the messy scene they were in. Rue was going to kill Mina the moment she found her though.