Post by Prudence Oria Weiss on Aug 5, 2019 9:18:20 GMT -7
please note: TW/CW warning for this thread, as the mention and involvement of drugs are included.
BEING A MEMBER OF THE Purifiers only meant each day was different than the others. Rue hadn’t seen the full potential or power within the group but every moment she stayed, she saw a rise in it. It was hard though, lying to the ones you loved because you were a part of something others wouldn’t understand. But with the Purifiers, they didn’t really know her by name, but instead the trusty potioneer they went to for vital potions for a thought out plan. Or if you were someone like Ares flipping Lestrange, a potion to guarantee you would be fucked up for the night was all he cared for. Rue had no clue why Mina was obsessed with that jerk until the two started seeing each other more than often. Rue just hoped they didn’t bump into him today. Maroon hoodie on, with the hood covering messy brunette curls and thick rimmed sunglasses to cover the deep bags forming under the Weiss’ eyes from their countless nights out from partying, Rue stepped through the mirrored portals into the base. She noticed the lack of people but that was somewhat natural, not all members came together unless an event was up.
Aside from being utter chaotic with experiments and giving them to members to trial run for her, Rue was also glad for the space that was provided for her. It was like a lair, squashed into one large room and as she turned the corner, her aim was just to relax in there all day. To ride the wave of a cool down and experiment with some more potions. That’s what tweaking and eventually mastering her skill would be like anyway. Rue’s Room was the last door on the left, shielding the contents of the inside from the outside with a magic lock. Rue knew any simple opening charm could unlock it, but she also remembered the faces of each Purifier member. If any of her things went missing or out of place, she knew who to target first. Quietly she casted Alohomora, rattling the lock off its slot and opening the door. On the counter top was a note from Ares and Rue rolled her eyes. Merlin, he was annoying.
The Weiss then shrugged off her maroon hoodie next, fingers flicking at it for wandless and non verbal magic to hang it up on a peg behind the door. Honestly what would Rue do without magic? They headed towards the small swivel seat, legs stretching out in front of her as she recalled what she needed to do first for the day.
@ambrosia & hopefully this works!