[ The potion will feel warm until it slips down his esophagus, where it will then feel cool. A half minute to settle in his stomach before expanding outward, unhindered by silly structures like organs or bones, feeling like crackled frost spreading through him before dissipating; shrugged off internally. It tastes like stale blueberries and grass, and will leave his mouth a little numb for approximately two minutes.
(Oh yeah and it works.)
Severus puts his communicator away. ]
You make yourself sound desperate.
[ He doesn't need anyone's PR help on that front. ]
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(Oh yeah and it works.)
Severus puts his communicator away. ]
You make yourself sound desperate.
[ He doesn't need anyone's PR help on that front. ]