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[ The locket opens on just Hermione's face; behind her there is nothing but a blank wall, at least until she turns. Then there's a small bookshelf, a series of vials and a cauldron before she sits down and refocuses the camera on her and nothing else. It takes her a moment to speak but she does - after taking a long, deep breath. ]

For anyone that doesn't know me, my name is Hermione Granger. We're about to enter a war and I don't think it's right that any of us enter entirely unprepared - there's only so much we can do, but I intend to do whatever I can to make sure that everyone is ready and as capable as they can be. 

[ Another deep breath and she turns, so that both her cauldrons are in sight. ]

I've been brewing potions for the last few days, as much as I can and as quickly as I can. I have things for cuts, scrapes, wounds, for loss of blood and for burns, anti-paralysis... I think you get the idea. I've got a lot of stock and I'm ready to give it to anyone who thinks they might need it before they go and fight. If you need it after then you know my name and how to contact me, right?

[ She looks troubled, still; war isn't something she is entirely comfortable with, even now, even with how familiar she is with it. ]

Just let me know if you want or need something and I can pop over and deliver it. And if you have, um, friends that might need it but can't read this? Let me know. I'm an equal opportunist potioneer, I promise. Thank you for your time.

[ And, added a little later, if the change in the shadows of the room are any indication -- ]

You don't have to pay me for them, but if you can find ingredients or donate something that would be nice. Just so I can keep this going.

[ Happy, Mako? ]

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(panic) no

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[ Hermione is, of course, entirely unaware of Clarisse's feelings - and her, if she's being honest, but she's always happy to meet new people - and does little more than beam back at her, no matter how rude slash impolite she's being or how she toes the line of it. If she gets to help someone she's happy to do it, which is the most important aspect of the entire deal.

She glances back behind her at the vials and pauses, considering, before she turns back to the camera and focuses on Clarisse herself. ]

Enough for what's ahead, I think. I;m still making more now, even as I pop over to people, so I don't think I'll run out soon.

[rues]

[ clarisse likes the sound of that, honestly. she doesn't want to have to use the fleece if she can help it; it's more for emergencies like you're not dying on me, not for just cuts and minor injuries, which is why she's thinking these potions might come in handy. ]

I'll be on the front lines. I could use a handful of each. [ note how she doesn't say please, because that's just not clarisse's style. even after all this time and almost fucking up her quest from ridire, asking for shit just isn't her forte. ] I'd rather not have to worry about those inevitable injuries. How fast do these potions work?

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Almost instantly. I've never seen any take time to kick in, so they should be very useful if you're intending to be in the front of the fight rather than defending.

[ She looks over at her potions, checking them - all of them seem like they'd be useful over the course of an actual fight, if they're swallowed quickly enough and not ignored. Pausing, she considers it before she nods, looking at Clarisse with a little more determination. ]

I can bring them over for you while I do the rounds.

[rues]

[ clarisse nods, determindedly, almost as if she's trying to decide whether or not to say "thank you." eventually, after a bit of hesitation, she finally manages: ]

... Yeah. I'd appreciate it.

[ then, of course, it occurs to her that hermione probably has no idea who she is. it's not like clarisse's face is all that recognizable, just her name. and, you know, she really has to wonder if that bounty is still on her head. ]

Name's Clarisse. I'll probably be in the war room, if not on the training grounds.