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RedRabbit · 01-28-2015, 12:32 AM

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Originally Posted by Krel Ansell

Ok. In hind sight maybe yelling at someone in a tree wasn’t the greatest idea. Then again, Daisy didn’t make Noah climb the tree. She winced as he tumbled down, unable to move as she watched the spectacle. He hit the ground with a thud and a crack. She rubbed her eyes, watched him sit up, then his backpack whack him in the head. He fell over with a demure “ow.”

She coughed as the dust settled around them then slowly walked over with a bit of trepidation. After all, with their history, she expected Noah to jump up and start yelling at her about yelling at people in trees. Well, Daisy was all ready to yell at him about climbing trees! She walked up to Noah who wasn’t moving. “You dead?” she asked, nudging his shoulder with the toe of her foot. He looked a bit pale, but it’d been a while Daisy had seen him and he did live in the dungeons. She imagined lack of sunlight made most of the Slytherins look a little vampiric. And you couldn't ask much more from someone who considered the fallen figure on the floor an annoying uncouth prat.

*Pushing the pack off of his face he ignored the foot that was pushing his shoulder. Sitting up he tried to stand but felt a sharp pain. Looking down he saw an unpleasant sight. It looked like he had a broken leg. Letting out a long sigh he frowned down at his leg.*
"No Florence Nightingale, I'm not dead. Just a broken leg, thanks to-..."

*He cut himself off as he remembered his pan pipe. Looking around frantically he saw it a few feet away. It was broken into five or six pieces. Now he really went pale as his mouth fell open. Complete shock washed over him.*
"It's... it's broken..."

*He couldn't move to reach it because of his leg. Turning back to his leg he changed his face an tried to forget about his prized possession being broken. Looking down at his leg he said.*
"My legs broken flower girl. Mind grabbing me a branch or something to make a splint so I can get to the hospital wing?"
*Try as he might to hide his pain by not screaming a few tears started to fill his eyes but he didn't notice. His leg was an ugly sight but the broken bits of wood a few feet away hurt him more. Pull yourself together you big baby. Biting his lip he just looked at his leg waiting to see if the girl by him would help.*

01-28-2015, 12:32 AM	#130 (permalink)
RedRabbit Ramora Join Date: Nov 2003 Location: Like I'd tell you ;P Posts: 5,472 Hogwarts RPG Name: Jacen Youngblood First Year	* Quote: Originally Posted by Krel Ansell Ok. In hind sight maybe yelling at someone in a tree wasn’t the greatest idea. Then again, Daisy didn’t make Noah climb the tree. She winced as he tumbled down, unable to move as she watched the spectacle. He hit the ground with a thud and a crack. She rubbed her eyes, watched him sit up, then his backpack whack him in the head. He fell over with a demure “ow.” She coughed as the dust settled around them then slowly walked over with a bit of trepidation. After all, with their history, she expected Noah to jump up and start yelling at her about yelling at people in trees. Well, Daisy was all ready to yell at him about climbing trees! She walked up to Noah who wasn’t moving. “You dead?” she asked, nudging his shoulder with the toe of her foot. He looked a bit pale, but it’d been a while Daisy had seen him and he did live in the dungeons. She imagined lack of sunlight made most of the Slytherins look a little vampiric. And you couldn't ask much more from someone who considered the fallen figure on the floor an annoying uncouth prat. Pushing the pack off of his face he ignored the foot that was pushing his shoulder. Sitting up he tried to stand but felt a sharp pain. Looking down he saw an unpleasant sight. It looked like he had a broken leg. Letting out a long sigh he frowned down at his leg. "No Florence Nightingale, I'm not dead. Just a broken leg, thanks to-..." He cut himself off as he remembered his pan pipe. Looking around frantically he saw it a few feet away. It was broken into five or six pieces. Now he really went pale as his mouth fell open. Complete shock washed over him. "It's... it's broken..." He couldn't move to reach it because of his leg. Turning back to his leg he changed his face an tried to forget about his prized possession being broken. Looking down at his leg he said. "My legs broken flower girl. Mind grabbing me a branch or something to make a splint so I can get to the hospital wing?" Try as he might to hide his pain by not screaming a few tears started to fill his eyes but he didn't notice. His leg was an ugly sight but the broken bits of wood a few feet away hurt him more. Pull yourself together you big baby.* Biting his lip he just looked at his leg waiting to see if the girl by him would help.* Last edited by RedRabbit; 01-28-2015 at 06:53 AM.