10-03-2022, 03:02 PM
Before Helga could too deeply sink into the memory belonging to the painting she felt a touch on her other arm and turned to see Rowena had found them. Thankfully at a good time too as she was beginning to feel a heaviness in her limbs as exhaustion pulled further on her physical state.
She looked at the small bottle her best friend held out to Godric, her brain trying to process what it could be as she replied the words in her mind. "That's not another prank you and Salazar are trying to pull on him is it?" Helga asked glancing at Rowena with a very faint look of concern. "Last time you said we would all be feeling wonderful tomorrow and gave him a potion, it ended up removing all of his hair including his eyebrows during the night. That may have been one of the few times I saw Salazar truly laugh with a matching grin."
To Helga's surprise, Godric seemed to take the potion without concern or wariness then bid the both of them goodnight with a sweet kiss to the cheek and he was gone away down the corridor. She watched him go though her vision was becoming a bit more fuzzy again then turned back to the painting. The key to her door was a little odd but for Helga it suited not just her, it also kept the memory from fading in her mind. Leaning forward she faced the grassy hilltop at the front of the painting and exhaled a small breath against it. The blades ruffled and waved as if hit but a breeze before the painting slowly began to swing inward reveling a small alcove and a dark wooden door. Straightening up she looked back at her friend as the pair made their way inside the room, the painting swinging closed behind them.
"Its really not going to mess with him is it?" she asked once they were inside her bedroom. "The potion isn't some sort of revenge prank from you and Salazar for something he did again right? He will take from it soon I'm sure with all our focus on the school now. He just had to get all this out of his system and I'm not as fun of a target as you to, I find it just as funny or stumble into it before he is ready." Helga continued as she plopped down onto the edge of her bed. It was odd that she was trying to defend Godric without knowing what it is he had done, normally at least she knew what he had done but for some reason it escaped her this time. Along with quite a bit of her mind actually now that she tried to rethink on the matter as she kicked off her shoes and nudged them under the four poster bed for now.
She looked at the small bottle her best friend held out to Godric, her brain trying to process what it could be as she replied the words in her mind. "That's not another prank you and Salazar are trying to pull on him is it?" Helga asked glancing at Rowena with a very faint look of concern. "Last time you said we would all be feeling wonderful tomorrow and gave him a potion, it ended up removing all of his hair including his eyebrows during the night. That may have been one of the few times I saw Salazar truly laugh with a matching grin."
To Helga's surprise, Godric seemed to take the potion without concern or wariness then bid the both of them goodnight with a sweet kiss to the cheek and he was gone away down the corridor. She watched him go though her vision was becoming a bit more fuzzy again then turned back to the painting. The key to her door was a little odd but for Helga it suited not just her, it also kept the memory from fading in her mind. Leaning forward she faced the grassy hilltop at the front of the painting and exhaled a small breath against it. The blades ruffled and waved as if hit but a breeze before the painting slowly began to swing inward reveling a small alcove and a dark wooden door. Straightening up she looked back at her friend as the pair made their way inside the room, the painting swinging closed behind them.
"Its really not going to mess with him is it?" she asked once they were inside her bedroom. "The potion isn't some sort of revenge prank from you and Salazar for something he did again right? He will take from it soon I'm sure with all our focus on the school now. He just had to get all this out of his system and I'm not as fun of a target as you to, I find it just as funny or stumble into it before he is ready." Helga continued as she plopped down onto the edge of her bed. It was odd that she was trying to defend Godric without knowing what it is he had done, normally at least she knew what he had done but for some reason it escaped her this time. Along with quite a bit of her mind actually now that she tried to rethink on the matter as she kicked off her shoes and nudged them under the four poster bed for now.
