The Preserve, Friday Evening

[the_merriest]

Rikku stood at the edge of the preserve. "Okay, are we ready for this?"

She looked around at the others, wondering why she was nervous. It was a lichen. A plant. This was totally doable. Probably.

They had spray bottles of some mixture of holy water and weed killer - Hermione had said it was Fred's idea, and whoever this Fred was, he was a genius. And they had their own wits and strength and luck. Plenty enough to take on an insane plant and save her roommate. This lichenthrope was going down.

She wasn't nervous. Mostly.



[OOC: D'OH! Come in to lichenchat on AIM for planning purposes! My bad!]

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[fredoftheburrow.livejournal.com]

Fred grinned and stuck out his hand.

"Weasley's the name. Fred Weasley. And I look forward to assisting you ladies in thwarting the evil that is this crazy were-fungus. Although I must say, it would be funny to watch Hermione turn all green and leafy, but without the dangerous side effects, of course."

[the_merriest]

Rikku shook his hand, grinning. "Rikku, and I don't have a second name. I guess you guys have different tribes here." She shuddered. "It's kinda scary. Her arms are getting all ... weird." She didn't want to say creepy, as it was her roommate and that was ... probably not very nice.

[fredoftheburrow.livejournal.com]

Fred nodded, trying to suppress the laugh. He knew it wasn't really funny--he could remember the painful side effects that he and George had endured while testing their Skiving Snackboxes, but those had been self-induced. Hermione didn't have a choice in this.

"Well, we've got all night, and tomorrow too, if that's what it takes. We don't have to worry about anything until tomorrow night. Of course, it would be nice if we could get this done tonight while we've still got some degree of time on our side. That's why I brought these," he said, gesturing to his wand and the cheese grater. "You can never be too careful," Fred said seriously.

[the_merriest]

"We'll zap every plant in the woods if we have to," Rikku insisted. "You know, if the plant goo is dangerous, maybe the grater's not such a good idea?"