08-11-2014, 03:28 PM
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Roman Gellar
Slytherin First Year
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Arden Toros
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SPOILER!!: Poor D-rek and Loonytooon Healer Quote:
Originally Posted by Hey Ju 
'I'll save you, Love! Not to worry, this will only hurt an hour.' An HOUR? WHAT? NO. "I'm fine, I don't need-" Derek's eyes widened as he scooted further away from the healer, hand still up to keep a safe distance between them. The man quickly looked around to see what was going ON and then felt his head pounding big time. Ouch.
He put one of his hands on the side of his head as he tried to work out what the hell was going on there when... Amber said hi to him. In a very... weird way. For the love of Damocles, what had that freak done to Amber?? Not that the girl was the most normal of people, but she was acting even weirder now.
When blue-hair started giggling like mad, Derek had to stop himself from reaching for his wand. Maybe he was overreacting. He was indeed terrified of healers and that was probably why he was getting desperate.... right?
Okay, he was fine. Nothing major was going on. It's okay, Derek, calm down. "No." The lab technician still told the healer when she asked him if he wanted to be 'happy and carefree of stress'. He was not getting any shots, thank you very much. He looked at Amber and tried his best to study her as he kept looking back at the healer. Suspicious Derek was very suspicious, even though he was trying to convince himself everything was okay.
Was the woman---????????????? Was that an uncertain look on the healer's face?? "I'm fine, I don't need that." Derek told her again, looking from the vials to the healer as he tried to get up without looking too dizzy. It was bloody difficult, to be honest. "I don't need anything, I'm just going... to go." Please oh please oh please let him leave now. "You're coming, Amber?" He asked, his eyes still fixed on the healer just in case.
Why, Merlin, why why why?
Ember had to keep reminding herself that she wasn't at home, so she couldn't take a nap right now. Plus, the floor looked cold and hard and stuff. But she smiiiiled. Her brain was still fuzzy and she found her thoughts were soaring through time and space in a very random and quick fashion. Her thoughts of baking cookies when she got home were gone completely. Hmph. Odd. She had so been looking forward to that--oh well!
She saw poor Derek trying to stand and held her hand out. "Take my hand, friend-" her voice was so full of air, Ember could have floated. "I--we can relax and go to yoga--come on--" she said, giggling again. Coming? Going? "Yeah--where are we going?" she asked smoothly, swaying a little as she tried to make a step towards him. "Can we do yoga?" she asked him, her lavender eyes wide...before turning her gaze back to the healer. "I think...I think he's okay..." she nodded and leaned on him. "See? He's fine....we can go...totally..."
Yeaaaah wheeeeeee.
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