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Audux254 · 08-25-2011, 02:17 AM

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Originally Posted by Deniiz

"Você está bem?!" came the voice of his father, speaking in Portuguese. So he had made it into the wall too; Louisa had been right. "Não," he replied, trying to get up to see which was that obstacle he fell on. There stood a trunk which obviously belonged to that girl... With the help of his father, he got up, his left hand held in a funny angle. He looked down at the llittle girl for a moment, then his eyes flickered at the trunk to see if he caused any damage.

His arm hurt.

Widening her big blueish-grey eyes in surprise when she saw something, or someone fall in front of in front of her tripped by her trunk Eris took a mixture of a jump and a step back before she realized what had happened.

Her hand flew to her to mouth lightly and almost automatically as she saw it was a young boy. He seemed to be okay after getting help from his father and saying some words in a foreign language...

Or was that an incantation she hand't learned yet?

Ignoring the trunk that hes seemed to be concerned about as he scanned it with his eyes, Eris realized there was something wrong with his left hand, it didn't take much guesswork to configure in her mind to realize he had gotten hurt, falling on her trunk.

The young witch didn't have to stand there for more than a second to make up her mind on what to do. Quite instinctively as though it was her little brother, though clearly she was the miniature one in this case, Eris reached out her slender pale arms after moving a few steps forward, to gently grab the boy's hand to see if she had broken it.

Like she knew what a broken hand even looked like.

It looked weird, and that was clearly enough for her to be sure she had caused some damage at her first year at Hogwarts. Before she even got on the train none the less.

"I'm so sorry!" she gushed guiltily, before realizing that examining his hand like a palm reader might look strange, choosing to help it drop back down to the boy's side slowly as though if she dropped loosely it would shatter like glass.

"I'd fix it...but I don't know any magic..." she admitted with a bit of half grimace as she stood back up.

08-25-2011, 02:17 AM	#14 (permalink)
Audux254 Gnome Join Date: Aug 2011 Location: Living like a Gypsy Posts: 379 Hogwarts RPG Name: Eris Filia Ashwin First Year	Quote: Originally Posted by Deniiz *"Você está bem?!"* came the voice of his father, speaking in Portuguese. So he had made it into the wall too; Louisa had been right. *"Não,"* he replied, trying to get up to see which was that obstacle he fell on. There stood a trunk which obviously belonged to that girl... With the help of his father, he got up, his left hand held in a funny angle. He looked down at the llittle girl for a moment, then his eyes flickered at the trunk to see if he caused any damage. His arm hurt. Widening her big blueish-grey eyes in surprise when she saw something, or someone fall in front of in front of her tripped by her trunk Eris took a mixture of a jump and a step back before she realized what had happened. Her hand flew to her to mouth lightly and almost automatically as she saw it was a young boy. He seemed to be okay after getting help from his father and saying some words in a foreign language... Or was that an incantation she hand't learned yet? Ignoring the trunk that hes seemed to be concerned about as he scanned it with his eyes, Eris realized there was something wrong with his left hand, it didn't take much guesswork to configure in her mind to realize he had gotten hurt, falling on her trunk. The young witch didn't have to stand there for more than a second to make up her mind on what to do. Quite instinctively as though it was her little brother, though clearly she was the miniature one in this case, Eris reached out her slender pale arms after moving a few steps forward, to gently grab the boy's hand to see if she had broken it. Like she knew what a broken hand even looked like. It looked weird, and that was clearly enough for her to be sure she had caused some damage at her first year at Hogwarts. Before she even got on the train none the less. "I'm so sorry!" she gushed guiltily, before realizing that examining his hand like a palm reader might look strange, choosing to help it drop back down to the boy's side slowly as though if she dropped loosely it would shatter like glass. "I'd fix it...but I don't know any magic..." she admitted with a bit of half grimace as she stood back up.