05-22-2013, 05:50 AM
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Originally Posted by Harry174  Laura looked at the Professor and sighed. "I think I hurt my wrist Professor, it really hurts." Laura sighed and then she listened to what the Professor said. "Professor I'm half in one group, half in the other." Laura sighed, like one leg to the right and one to the left. "Which group do I go into?" Laura didn't want to split herself into two parts. Medea sighed softly as she stood up off her mat.
ACHOO! Oh, gosh, got that one out finally.
Oh dear. A hurt wrist wasn't good, especially if it was the girl's dominant hand. From where she stood, it didn't look broken, and she'd seen plenty of broken limbs in her time. Though with the lack of attendance from the healer because of cut backs, it was a fifty fifty sending her up to the nurse's. "Well, if you think you can hold out from heading to the nurse until the end of the lesson...why don't you join group one? It looks like they can use another member. Try not to move your wrist all that much." Quote:
Originally Posted by Oesed It sounded dark enough, needing someone to live.
Well, he supposed babies did it, too, but babies weren't trying to kill their mothers. Although some mothers did die before they had their babies, but it wasn't really the same.
Ezra blinked, suddenly feeling very confused.
"Godric Gryffindor." Both feet in the ground as feet were always meant to be, Ezra dragged himself and his mat to the right side, unconsciously following Professor Romanos. "Boggarts are fear itself, so what could a boggart fear more than the man who founded the house of the brave?" It made completely sense to Ezra because as far as he was concerned the opposite of fear was courage. Surely even a boggart knew who Godric Gryffindor was. Pardon?
She half thought it was one of those reflex sayings after they moved on with the class, but it was quite the opposite. "That...is a very insightful theory." she said, surprise evident in her tone. Huh. Grasping her head around the idea, and sniffling, she lifted her mat to move over to group two, only to halt. She half thought it was a tissue, but that was way too yellow to be a tissue.
Plus it was sticking to the back of her mat.
WHUT WAZ THIS?
Peeling off the note, her eyes narrowed at the word for a few moments until she glanced around their general area. Gazoontight wasn't even a word. Sniffling some more, Medea frowned a little before moving her mat to group two and sitting down upon it, bunching up the note in her hand. Sniffle. Once everyone was settled into their groups, she cleared her throat. Time for the most difficult part of her job on this bright and sunny day. Trying to get the kids to randomly start laughing.
"Alright." She spoke up so group one could hear her too. "I mentioned earlier about laughter yoga. Which is what we're going to do now. It's simple. You won't die of embarrassment. You're life won't end miserably. You're not going to suddenly turn into a giant clabbert if you do this...trust me." Young kids these days, goodness. "It's. Simple. We'll start off with a little exercise. Clap and chant along with me."
"HO" Clap. "HO" Clap. "HA HA HA" Clapclapclap.
ACHOO! o_O
Last edited by Roselyn; 05-22-2013 at 10:38 PM.
Reason: adding people to the groups
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