Third Seed; [Action]

[nearlychosen]

[Good evening, Luceti. It's just past sunset, and neighbors around House 26 might have noticed Neville outdoors a bit later than usual, fussing with an overgrown potted ivy. A wave of a wand and a cheated mumbled incantation later, the plant has grown to twice its size. From there, it's a bit of a boring magic show while he works with ineffective spells, some of them providing mobility to the little vines; mostly, though, there's nothing. Fully engrossed in his work, he doesn't notice some of the vines loosely coiling around him until they begin contracting against his forearms. He yelps in surprise and sets to work stunning the wispy strands, which might have been easier if he'd work on mobilizing it before it was the size of a rather large cat.

Little help?]

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[fightlikeacow.livejournal.com]

[Guybrush happens to be walking by when he sees Neville struggling with the vines. Like any good hero, he decides to wave politely and offer a friendly greeting.]

Hey! Whatcha doing?

[nearlychosen.livejournal.com]

[Greeting received and duly returned. He manages a smile in spite of the bit of green snaking around his waist.]

Just some Herbology!

[fightlikeacow.livejournal.com]

Herbology... [He repeats the word, slowly, watching the vines entwine Neville.]

Is that some sort of human-plant intimacy thing? 'Cause I can give you some privacy...

[nearlychosen.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry, I don't quite follow... [He follows Guybrush's accusative stare.] Oh--this--No it's not like that at all! I'm studying the behavior of some of plantlife. [Which he demonstrates by zapping a vine until it twitchily drops to the ground.]

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[fightlikeacow.livejournal.com]

[Guybrush still doesn't quite get what's going on.]

Studying them. By letting them grow all around you and then zapping them with a-

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[fightlikeacow.livejournal.com]

Is that a magic wand?

[nearlychosen.livejournal.com]

Now's not really the time... I don't suppose you've got a dragon's fang handy?

[fightlikeacow.livejournal.com]

No... no dragon's fangs. Why do need a dragon's fang?

[nearlychosen.livejournal.com]

If you ground it into a powder it could be used to immobilize it more quickly. ..It's gotten a bit away from me a bit at the moment.

[fightlikeacow.livejournal.com]

Hey! This sounds like just the sort of thing I'm good at. Where can I get a dragon's fang?

[nearlychosen.livejournal.com]

One would assume it's still in a dragon's mouth. [If he sounds snippy, it's just from all the trying to not die.]

[fightlikeacow.livejournal.com]

I don't think there are any dragons around here, so let's try this...

[He draws his cutlass, and delivers a chop to one of the vines.]

[nearlychosen.livejournal.com]

[Though he's happy for the assist, really he is, be frowns lightly at the hacking.] Mind you don't cut too close to the roots. [And now that the most life-threatening bits are a safer distance away, Neville's back to stunning it in the hopes of preventing further damage to his project.]

[fightlikeacow.livejournal.com]

[Chop. Chop. He's not really paying attention to what Neville said.]

My blade has cut through the legendary undergrowth of Plunder Island. No vine can stop me!

[Yeah, he's trying to insult a vine.]