Nettles Sting | #6 Afternoon

Lindsey spotted some nettles nearby, but the patch was rather small and a bit overgrown - not very viable for use in potions. Their presence was a good sign though, so she was likely getting close to something fresher that was more in the growth range she needed.

There was a bigger patch nearby, beyond a few trees. The nettles there were healthy and ideal for picking to be used as ingredients, though they grew a bit close together. She wouldn't be able to push her way too far into the patch, but it should be enough to pick two ingredients.

The gloves would be a huge help, but there was still risk for any part of her that was either exposed skin or the material covering it was too thin. The nettles would go well up to her hip if she worked for two ingredients. If she just wanted the one, it would be safer as it was closer to the edge of the patch.

Any unprotected contact with the nettles would sting. A lot. And likely cause a bit of a rash, which would be easy for for Madam Pomfrey to heal so long as assistance was sought immediately as that kind of sting would only get worst if untreated. Free-RP is allowed.

'Something's always wrong with me,' Avery grumbled, not caring much for Lindsey's attempt to talk to her. What could she say? She was busy trying not to lose her temper completely, so kept kicking at some grass. It was easier to focus on that than how she was feeling.

'Nothing,' she dismissed, regarding what happened before lunch. She kicked a stone, watching it skim off into some bushes. 'Just some jerks being jerks. Same as always.'

Avery growled, tears stinging her eyes for a moment before she roughly brushed them aside with her sleeve. She'd done it with more pressure than needed, so the rub of the material reminded her to stop doing that. She was just so sick of being angry and told mean things all the time.

She grabbed Lindsey's bag and sat on the grass a safe distance from the nettles. Avery glared at the ground, plucking grass with her fists. She was aware enough to not completely ruin the ground, but was running out of things to take her frustration out on. 

Overwhelmed, and exhausted by trying to resist her temper so she didn't make a mess of things with Lindsey, Avery plopped onto her back. She stared up at the trees and bits of sky, waiting for her friend to finish battling nettles. It was still so weird, having a friend. She didn't know what to do, as all Avery could think about was running back to the castle to throw some chairs or something.

She jerked into sitting position when Lindsey came back. Avery got up and peered at her friend's wrist, which oddly enough set aside her anger for a moment. 'Does it hurt terribly?' Avery asked. 'I heard these nettles are awful. Should we go see Madam Pomfrey?'

Despite the questioning, she wasn't entirely sure that she could abide if Lindsey said no. She didn't want her to be in pain. Even though she'd had nothing to do with it, Avery instinctively felt guilt. She was probably just so used o being the cause of pain. She offered Lindsey back her bag, then decided to retract that.

'I'll carry it,' Avery said. 'Don't use your wrist. Do you need anything else here right now, or can we go to the Hospital Wing?' She eyed the nettles, deciding that if Lindsey said no than Avery would jump into them so they had no choice than to seek medical help.

When Avery spoke about always something wrong with her, she looked over at her with worry and sympathy, but didn't know what to really say that could be helpful. Lindsey had been with Avery for three years now, how could she have not spoken to her or gotten to know her better? Lindsey wanted to kick herself for not. When she mentioned something about jerks, Lindsey smiled at her.

"Do I need to beat some lads or lasses? They don't want to mess with my friends." Lindsey said, though she hoped it helped lighten the mood a little, as it was meant to be a little bit of a joke, though if she witnessed anything towards Avery, she would be the first to stand up to them.

With her bag safely with Avery, she had done what she needed to do and finished. Looking at her wrist, Lindsey winced as the burning got worse and hurt when her sleeves touched it. When Avery asked about it, Lindsey looked up and gave a little nod.

"Aye, a little, though more of an annoyance than pure pain... It is starting to itch a wee bit... I think a trip to Madam Pomfrey would be a good idea... Ma always had a lotion for stuff like this." And she thought maybe she should write home and see if she could get some, though her mom normally only kept enough for those in their community.

As Avery offered to carry it, Lindsey smiled at her and nodded. "Thank ye... It is helpful. I was hoping to look for some other stuff too, for Snape... I might have to come back out later." She had really wanted to find a few more things for Professor Snape. Hopefully, she could get to the hospital wing quickly and then run back out. With that, she smiled and looked at Avery. "I guess that is it, let go to the hospital wing."