"A project based on this notion, hrm? This sounds interesting- especially the flexible output part. I'd like to hear more." A curious smile- genuine, not political. Given the obvious potential applications of a memory-replay device, the Baron was liable to be inclined to play test subject if offered the opportunity. Of course, he was likely to try and leverage this to obtain a copy of a finalized design for himself.
Vladimir's smile lingered as the Master expressed his interest in the Spice- at Hogwarts, the Baron enjoyed sharing the substance with people he found interesting. As he flicked his wand to direct the wine bottle to top off the Master's glass, he mused that the uncharacteristic spirit of sharing that struck him where the Spice was concerned likely had its roots in vanity. He beckoned the Master over so that he could tap a bit of the precious substance into his wine, contemplating the Spice as the condensed essence of the universe he called his own. And Vladimir did in fact consider it his, even without the title of Emperor. He controlled the Spice (or so he thought, being entirely unaware of a suprise Messiah-grandson in his future).
The amount of Spice he added to the Master's cup was similar to the amount he'd added to his own- the 'pleasant high' quantity, for most. Although it might have been amusing to surprise someone with an unexpected trip of mind-exploding potential, the Baron was enjoying his new conversation companion. If the Master found the Spice to his liking and desired an experience of greater intensity, it could always be arranged. "It is impossible to say exactly how much this dose will affect you, but for human biology, that amount should equal a pleasant high. It's impossible to predict the exact nature of that high. Spice is. . .changeable. Even the taste of the Spice is slightly different every time."
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Date: 2011-12-30 10:23 am (UTC)Vladimir's smile lingered as the Master expressed his interest in the Spice- at Hogwarts, the Baron enjoyed sharing the substance with people he found interesting. As he flicked his wand to direct the wine bottle to top off the Master's glass, he mused that the uncharacteristic spirit of sharing that struck him where the Spice was concerned likely had its roots in vanity. He beckoned the Master over so that he could tap a bit of the precious substance into his wine, contemplating the Spice as the condensed essence of the universe he called his own. And Vladimir did in fact consider it his, even without the title of Emperor. He controlled the Spice (or so he thought, being entirely unaware of a suprise Messiah-grandson in his future).
The amount of Spice he added to the Master's cup was similar to the amount he'd added to his own- the 'pleasant high' quantity, for most. Although it might have been amusing to surprise someone with an unexpected trip of mind-exploding potential, the Baron was enjoying his new conversation companion. If the Master found the Spice to his liking and desired an experience of greater intensity, it could always be arranged. "It is impossible to say exactly how much this dose will affect you, but for human biology, that amount should equal a pleasant high. It's impossible to predict the exact nature of that high. Spice is. . .changeable. Even the taste of the Spice is slightly different every time."