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BanaBatGirl · 12-22-2011, 05:32 AM

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Originally Posted by RachieRu

Her head really did feel funny. Isobel was pretty sure her head was not supposed to feel like this. Like all fuzzy. It kind of felt like someone had stolen all her brain cells, and replaced them with cotton wool. It was not good, she was supposed to be going all auror on Wrekin, but right now she could hardly focus on anything. Thank goodness that Wesley had fast reflexes though. Isobel grasped onto his hand, trying to brace against him to stop herself landing on the floor again. Was she okay? Isobel had no idea. She couldn't really tell right now. Her other hand rose to rest against her head. It felt really funny, and a bit sore.

"My head..." She paused as she swayed on her feet a little. Yeah. There was probably no way that she was going to get down to level 2. "It feels funny." Isobel blinked, glancing down at Wrekin. Err. She kinda wasn't much help anymore.

After Wrekin didn't respond to his foot nudge, Wes assumed it was safe to say that the man was successfully captured, stunned, and out cold. Well ABOUT DAMN TIME! He couldn't help smiling proudly as he looked from the Cultist on the floor to the Auror beside him.

Speaking of said auror..... "Izzy?" She didn't look so good, come to think of it, and there WAS a big gash on her forehead.... Wes pulled her in next to him and gave her shoulder a rub. "Don't worry, babe, we're going back to level two now. Can you just do me a favor and grab Wrekin's hand there? ....there there, that's it now..."

Wes hugged her tight and apparated the three of them out of Armen's wrecked office and down to the cells on Level Two. It'd been a surprisingly good day so far; hopefully the rest of the MLE could say the same.

12-22-2011, 05:32 AM	#213 (permalink)
BanaBatGirl Banshee Join Date: May 2007 Location: Gotham Posts: 51,213 Hogwarts RPG Name: TBD Gryffindor Hogwarts RPG Name: Zara H. Bunbury-Foster Slytherin Fifth Year	Wrekin = down and out, not posting again (according to his RP'er lol) Professor Pink \| Mrs. Bruce Wayne \| I'm on a Goat \| Glitterpuff \| Dumbledore's Defense Squad \| BHB Quote: Originally Posted by RachieRu Her head really did feel funny. Isobel was pretty sure her head was not supposed to feel like this. Like all fuzzy. It kind of felt like someone had stolen all her brain cells, and replaced them with cotton wool. It was not good, she was supposed to be going all auror on Wrekin, but right now she could hardly focus on anything. Thank goodness that Wesley had fast reflexes though. Isobel grasped onto his hand, trying to brace against him to stop herself landing on the floor again. Was she okay? Isobel had no idea. She couldn't really tell right now. Her other hand rose to rest against her head. It felt really funny, and a bit sore. "My head..." She paused as she swayed on her feet a little. Yeah. There was probably no way that she was going to get down to level 2. "It feels funny." Isobel blinked, glancing down at Wrekin. Err. She kinda wasn't much help anymore. After Wrekin didn't respond to his foot nudge, Wes assumed it was safe to say that the man was successfully captured, stunned, and out cold. Well ABOUT DAMN TIME! He couldn't help smiling proudly as he looked from the Cultist on the floor to the Auror beside him. Speaking of said auror..... "Izzy?" She didn't look so good, come to think of it, and there WAS a big gash on her forehead.... Wes pulled her in next to him and gave her shoulder a rub. "Don't worry, babe, we're going back to level two now. Can you just do me a favor and grab Wrekin's hand there? ....there there, that's it now..." Wes hugged her tight and apparated the three of them out of Armen's wrecked office and down to the cells on Level Two. It'd been a surprisingly good day so far; hopefully the rest of the MLE could say the same. __________________ yeah, there's one thing about me that you should know________________________________ __________________________________________that I can't help from speaking my mind