Vivianne was in a small room that Mrs. Iver had instructed her to use to brew her requested potions. Supposedly no one would bother her there, and Viv surely hoped that would be the case. She wasn't sure who knew of the poison Astrid wanted, and she didn't want to get in trouble if the wrong person stumbled in and found out.
An old potions book was open on the table, its pages yellowed and margins full of scribbled notes. The current page had detailed notes on a particularly unpleasant poison. A notebook full of her own notes sat next to it. Jars and vials of ingredients were organized next to the cauldron, including substances like venomous tentacle juice and moonseeds.
On the opposite end of the table there was a large vial of light orange liquid. This was the antidote she had just finished earlier that day. Astrid may have said that the poison was more important to her, but Viv wanted to make sure that the antidote was brewed and ready first just in case anything went wrong.
Now she just had to finish the poison. Which Astrid would maybe hopefully not actually need to use?? She tried to shake off the uneasy feeling inside her as she flipped through her notes again. Yes, let's go back to pretending that this was all just an academic exercise. This was just a fascinating poison that used venomous tentacular juice - such an interesting plant! The juice alone wasn't necessarily lethal, but it would certainly give an awful burning sensation in the stomach of whoever drank it.
She slowly poured a vial of the juice into the cauldron, the mixture sizzling as she steadily stirred clockwise. Her eyebrows were narrowed, eye focused and her expression serious, as she carefully followed each step.