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Post by diablo on Jan 7, 2006 20:21:56 GMT -5
"Oh great I messed it up, right? Me? I destroyed my own broom."
Reina wanted to jump off the broom, but they were too high up. Plus her arm was killing her.
"Look lower me to the ground so I can get off or are you trying to end my life as well as you ended my brooms?"
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Post by sloire on Jan 8, 2006 14:29:33 GMT -5
Shay just looked her with no response. She had plenty of replies, yes. But she would hardly say them. Instead for both of their sakes, she flew downwards and landed on the ground before saying anything else. "Sorry, Reina." She admitted with a grumble. "But what were you thinking while you were doig the drill? You looked focused."
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Post by diablo on Jan 8, 2006 14:37:25 GMT -5
Reina opened her mouth to say somthing then closed. She thought of another thing to say opened her mouth then closed it.
"I..I was thinking about Val." It was a lie, but one she could use and would sound like the truth. "I was thinking about how he was going to teach me to be a better chaser and then how he left to join that stupid cult and how you were teaching me when he should be here and then I hit the tree."
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Post by sloire on Jan 8, 2006 14:47:34 GMT -5
"Ugh, boys," Shay muttered to herself, relating to how thinking about guys could ruin things like that. "I understand that you wanted to think about Val," she said, barely remembering him, "But you got to focus on things like this. You're lucky you didn't really hurt yourself." Speaking of injuries... "You didn't hurt yourself, did you? I know I asked already, but..."
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Post by diablo on Jan 8, 2006 14:53:38 GMT -5
Reina looked at her left arm and shrugged with her right.
"Not really. I probably either broke my shoulder or just popped it out of place. I'm fine."
Reina must have been going through shock, because her arm hardly hurt anymore.
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Post by sloire on Jan 8, 2006 14:57:09 GMT -5
Shay looked at her with worry. There was much more damage than she expected. "Either way, we're taking you to the hospital wing," she concluded. Picking her broom up from the floor, she hoped the Slytherin would come to her senses and go.
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Post by diablo on Jan 8, 2006 15:02:58 GMT -5
Reina shook her head.
"I can't. I have to get my broom fixed. Who's the current referee? Think he can fix it? Hey do you think reparo can fix it? It's only broken in like 3 or 4 places."
Reina looked at Shay with hope in her eyes.
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Post by sloire on Jan 11, 2006 19:36:53 GMT -5
"No you don't, Reina," Shay said with a sterness in her voice. A broom was a fixable thing, and so was an arm. But the latter was higher up for priorities. And she wasn't going to have any of that nonesense on her watch. What am I? My mother? She thought with horror. She inherited her mother's worry, but she didn't think she inherited her discipline, too.
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Post by diablo on Jan 12, 2006 15:41:08 GMT -5
Reina looked at Shay like she lost her mind.
"Excuse me. Don't forget I'm a prefect. I know what I'm doing."
Reina stalked off still clutching her broom like it was hurt loving child while her arm hung awkawardly at her side. She forgot Shay was a prefect or either didn't care taht she was one.
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Post by sloire on Jan 12, 2006 21:19:16 GMT -5
"I'm a prefect, too, Reina," Shay said to remind her. "And I find that I know more than you at the moment," she said, but didn't expect her tone to sound so smug. But she digressed. "Look, Reina. Show me this. Try to move your arm around a bit. And tell me if it hurts."
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Post by diablo on Jan 16, 2006 12:26:15 GMT -5
Reina already knew the answer to the question. Her arm hurt like hell. It was definitely popped out of place or at least her collar bone broken. Reina sighed and said in her most patient voice.
"Shay, that's not important right now. This broom is important. We have to get it fixed. Look, if you help me fix it I'll let you take me to the quacks. BUT first we have to fix the broom."
Reina turned and looked at Shay. Her eyes were shimmering with unshed tears and she was starting to look like she was going to panic.
"Please."
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Post by sloire on Jan 20, 2006 17:29:30 GMT -5
"No, Reina. The broom's something for later. But this--" Shay pointed to Reina's busted arm, "--this needs to get treated now. I'm not taking no for an answer, YOU GOT ME?"
Taking the wrecked broom and her own in one hand, and taking Reina by her good arm in the other hand, she set right off to the castle and to the hospital wing. She wasn't going to make any pit stops soon.
(I'm sorry, Reina. But that'll be my last post. You'll know why.)
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Post by diablo on Jan 21, 2006 1:01:43 GMT -5
I know why!
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