For her part, Sakura was eying one of the gelatinous circles. "That's really peach flavored?"
The server nodded, handing over a plate with the jiggling mass on it. Sakura still wasn't exactly sold on this experience, but she was hungry, and it was different enough (and affordable enough) compared to what she'd eaten on Stacy that she figured it was worth trying at least once.
Along with what might be tea, though she wasn't one to make bets around this place.
"Mind if I join you, sir?" Most the outside seating was occupied, but indoors was too stuffy to bear. Never hurt to ask.
"Perhaps, but many of the greatest wizarding minds have sought to cure or prevent the conditions, and yet only recently has any progress been made in treating it. It is rather a pity there are no skilled Potion masters on the ship," he said regretfully.
"Though," he added after a moment, her words having percolated in his brain, "Potions, while an immensely complex and subtle art, isn't necessarily one that requires the strongest magic. I wonder if, perhaps, in time, the Wolfsbane Potion could be duplicated."
No skilled potion masters, if certainly an array of different people who knew magic. "Have you spoken with Aibghalien before? I'm not sure potions are what he's used to, but he may know a magic user on ship who is. How does magic end up being used in potions? Is it directly infused into whatever's used?"
"In the process of brewing a potion, the witch or wizard channels magic through their materials -- cauldron, utensils, what have you," Lupin said, dropping back into professor-mode. "Though considering it, the ingredients themselves might be particularly hard to find, given our limited resources aboard the ship."
She brightened up, setting her tea down. "Aboard the ship, yes," she agreed. "We're not on ship right now, on the other hand. You'd figure somewhere on this planet there has to be ingredients close enough to work for this potion. Have you been looking?"
"I really suppose I ought to have been, but, well," he said with a smile, looking down at the boxes of tea he'd so diligently sought out. "But you make a very good point, I should be, there is no reason for me not to be, so it seems I have a quest in front of me." He lifted his mug in something of a toast to her.
Sakura blinked, realizing his intention and lifting her own mug with a small smile. "You've already found the tea. Now for the rest. If I can be of any help..."
He considered this for a moment, weighing whether he ought to burden someone else with his problems over the rudeness of turning down a sincere and well-meant offer. Then he smiled. "There is one thing that if you saw I would appreciate you alerting me to," he said. "The plant is called aconite, monkshood, or wolfbane. It is one of the key ingredients in the potion. But do be careful, it is very toxic to humans if precautions are not taken, which a shopkeeper who is not human might not be aware of."
"I'm familiar with it, actually. Or at least we have a plant known as aconite on my world." It was also a poison, which she knew very well. "Does the species matter for this potion? I don't expect I'll find too many varieties, and if you want the full plant that may be different than locating the root. Dried? Fresh?"
All details that would matter in the kind of medicine she did, or the kind of poisons she knew how to create and make antidotes for.
"That makes things easier," he said brightly. "When a Herbologist speaks of aconite without qualifiers they almost invariably mean the most common species. "Every part of the plant is used in the potion in some measure or another, so the whole plant would be best, and fresh if possible?"
"I'll aim for fresh. Seedlings, adult plants, and keep in mind anything that might be useful keeping them healthy on ship." More to the future, keeping them replicating. Goodness, how much self-pollenization had to happen?
If none, what insect species did live out in Hydroponics? What potential robots took care of the call of nature?
Her tea was getting cold by then, and her jello-like dish subtly starting to spread.
"I wish I had studied more of Herbology, but that I know at least some people on the ship can do, especially given the suitable conditions in the, the... " Unable to remember the term 'hydroponics', he gestured absently with a hand. "The greenhouse, I suppose. I think there shouldn't be any difficulty in finding a place there to plant a few samples."
"You're right, it shouldn't be. Let alone building some kind of protective barrier to help keep the animals away." She didn't know how many would be actively interested in new plants introduced to their environment, but there was that possibility.
"I may not be a dab hand at Herbology, but I do know a charm or two to repel animals," he said. With thoughts of progress, however pie-in-the-sky they might be, in his head, he was rapidly waxing downright cheerful. And truth be told, speaking of his own personal problems had felt liberating to a certain extent. He had not considered the effects of keeping the secret on himself. Perhaps revealing it would be better than hiding it after all.
Sakura shook her head, smiling. "Then that covers that angle," she said, part of her marveling how charms were an acceptable part of her current dialect. The ship's dialect, such as it was.
Standing, she gathered her cutlery, plate, and mug. "Which leaves me with finding the plants so we can worry about charms and animal appetites later." She grinned, feeling in much better spirits. Goals were nice that way, no matter how small, and helping someone else out felt better than constantly pursuing her own interests. Especially when it could help them with something they felt concern for.
The server nodded, handing over a plate with the jiggling mass on it. Sakura still wasn't exactly sold on this experience, but she was hungry, and it was different enough (and affordable enough) compared to what she'd eaten on Stacy that she figured it was worth trying at least once.
Along with what might be tea, though she wasn't one to make bets around this place.
"Mind if I join you, sir?" Most the outside seating was occupied, but indoors was too stuffy to bear. Never hurt to ask.
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"Though," he added after a moment, her words having percolated in his brain, "Potions, while an immensely complex and subtle art, isn't necessarily one that requires the strongest magic. I wonder if, perhaps, in time, the Wolfsbane Potion could be duplicated."
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All details that would matter in the kind of medicine she did, or the kind of poisons she knew how to create and make antidotes for.
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If none, what insect species did live out in Hydroponics? What potential robots took care of the call of nature?
Her tea was getting cold by then, and her jello-like dish subtly starting to spread.
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Standing, she gathered her cutlery, plate, and mug. "Which leaves me with finding the plants so we can worry about charms and animal appetites later." She grinned, feeling in much better spirits. Goals were nice that way, no matter how small, and helping someone else out felt better than constantly pursuing her own interests. Especially when it could help them with something they felt concern for.
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