Post by Hyacinth on Aug 11, 2008 10:01:57 GMT -5
Jasmine sighed labouriously. There was nothing to do today. Peace was all well and good, but it didn't exactly make for good business. Looking at the sparkling ward in dispair, she tapped her claws on her desk praying for inspiration. Suddenly, she smiled nastily to herself. Glancing around herself with glinting emerald eyes, she surreptitiously stood and walked over to the cupboard which contained the glassware. She stood before it, paw to chin, looking critically at the contents; there were beakers, test tubes, dessicators...Jasmine delicately reached in and chose a particularly elaborate distiller. There were none left behind it. Checking carefully that nobody was in the vicinity, she lifted the apparatus above her head and let go. Shielding herself with her unnecessarily luxurious tail, she was protected from the shards of glass with which the ward was presently showered. After the deluge, Jasmine happily trotted off to find a broom, thankful that at least for the next fifteen minutes she'd have something to do!
