~the currently opened page in the spellbook describes various failed attempts to conjure potent bases and acids, sorta like an experiment log~
~near the bottom are several striked-out remarks and numbers ranging from 0 to 14, the words "Try Elemental Plane of Acid?", something that looks like script made of arcane runes (a spell maybe?), and a big -1 that has been underlined and circled several times~
edited 7th Sep '16 12:29:19 PM by LeChuck4
The private places the sprayer back in, and takes out a piece of what looks like rag
◊, walking over to the spill after making sure her mask and gloves are on, tossing it over the spill.
Osvald stood back, holding the toolbox by him.
всегда верен~the rag manages to absorb most of the liquid, but a very small amount still remains on the steel plate, hissing and eating its way through the metal~
(@Omar)Turax: "What? No! I was just trying to make one of my spells more potent by having it use a stronger acid!"
edited 7th Sep '16 12:44:29 PM by LeChuck4
Liman looked at the rag taking in the acid, then checking the toolbox again as she looked at the people assembled. "Uh—Sirs? Ma'am?"
"That's the last one I have. Do we anything else?", looking at the rag with acid in the hood. "And do we have a container we can dispose this absorbent in?"
edited 7th Sep '16 12:47:57 PM by f1r3lemon
всегда верен(@Omar)Turax: "Well I have to get the acid from somewhere." >_>
(@Liman)Turax: "...you know, it might be a good idea to space that thing. And the plate too. Just to make sure."
(@Intercom)Turax: "Look, I didn't expect this to actually- wait, who the hell are you, anyway? Ship AI? I didn't know we had one."

Naomi: -immediately looks around for something resembling a base solution-
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."