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Post by Chrissy on May 14, 2006 1:43:34 GMT -5
Rebecca sat on the couch feeling particularly bitchy today. Some gryffindors had decided it would be nice to corner her and make some harrasment type of comments. If one of the proffessor's haddn't shown up she would still probibly be down there with those immature bratz.
She took off her shoes and rubbed her feet gently while curling up a bit while trying not to reveal anything with her skimpy black pleated skirt, and tight button-up collared green t-shirt with the slytherin crest on the upper-right side.
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Post by pigwackegn on May 14, 2006 2:47:10 GMT -5
Adler came into the common room right after he was done with classes. Well, he had actually come from the charms teacher's office where they had tried to yell at him for not turning in any home work that year. He hadn't thought of it any more since the second he had stepped out of that room. Now, he was kind of tired, and didn't even notice that there was another student on the couch when he sat down - otherwise he probably would have gone up to his dorm.
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Post by Chrissy on May 14, 2006 3:02:21 GMT -5
Rebecca made growl like sound deep in her thoat about the invasion of her boundaries. Her bitchiness finally comming out from the stress of the day.
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Post by pigwackegn on May 14, 2006 3:06:54 GMT -5
Adler looked up as he had just put his head in his hands. Was that just a growl he heard? He looked over to see a girl sitting there - apparently not too happy with him. "I'm sorry... I din't know this was your couch." he said, alittle cross that the one time he wants to sit in the common room - people are getting mad at him. He was fed up with this school.
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Post by Chrissy on May 14, 2006 3:09:48 GMT -5
She counted to ten. "I don't own, the couch.. you sat on my foot." She grabbed at her foot that had been sat on and and rubbed it. Half hissing because of some of the pain.
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Post by pigwackegn on May 14, 2006 3:12:26 GMT -5
"Holy Jesus..." a string of curses were in line to slip out of his mouth but he caught himself. He knew he was tired because he never cursed randomly. He got up, feeling bad for the sarcasm before. "now I really am sorry." he said sympathetically.
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Post by Chrissy on May 14, 2006 3:15:18 GMT -5
She pulled her foot to her to massage is and in the process accidently gave him a good veiw up her skirt (LOL that happened to me before.. really embarrassing), She summoned an ice pack. "Could you do me a favor? And go to the counter on the other side of the room and grab a red vial?"
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Post by pigwackegn on May 14, 2006 3:18:20 GMT -5
Although Adler wasn't trying to look, he accidentally saw what had happened - just like any guy would accidentally see it. "Yeah, sure." he tok her quickly, going over to find the red vial and returning with it a few moments later.
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Post by Chrissy on May 14, 2006 3:22:22 GMT -5
She smiled coldly in a form of thanks and took the vial from him. She uncorked it and took a sip from it. Instantly she let go of her foot and heard it crack loudly and to her painfully until she could touch it and there be no pain. She sighed in relief. It hadn't broken, just sprained.
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Post by pigwackegn on May 14, 2006 3:24:49 GMT -5
He stuck his hands in his pockets and cringed slightly at the cracking noises - it did not sound pleasant. "Did you need anything else?" he asked, still guilty.
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Post by Chrissy on May 14, 2006 3:27:19 GMT -5
She moaned slightly as she stretch her stiff leg out to flex it. She rolled her eyes. "A make-out partner would be lovely, but maybe a little help up the stairs would be nice? They don't look so inviting right now." She said in her normal bitchy casual voice that drove her brother bonkers.
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Post by pigwackegn on May 14, 2006 3:33:27 GMT -5
He couldn't help but let out a breath of laughter. "Alright, I can help you up the stairs... unless, did you just want me to carry you?" he asked, not knowing how badly foot hurt and not planning on sticking his tongue down this girl's throat once they reached the top of the stairs.
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Post by Chrissy on May 14, 2006 3:36:39 GMT -5
She rolled her eyes and pulled her skirt down just noticing how it had riden up. She put both her feet on the ground and tried to stand but searing hot pain shot up her leg she she stepped off of it and sat back down taking all the weight off her foot. "I'm a big girl, I don't need to be carried, just a little balancing help would be nice."
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Post by pigwackegn on May 14, 2006 3:40:12 GMT -5
He grinned slightly at her comment. "Just trying to offer as much help as you need... I don't know how bad it is - remember?"
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Post by Chrissy on May 15, 2006 20:06:48 GMT -5
She rolled her eyes, still bitchy and achy. She sat up and put her good foot on the ground. "If you could just help me up the stairs, I can get to the girls bathroom, take some medicine, be as good as new, and still be able to go clubbing tonight. So, yeah, ok... give me a hand to help me up please, without putting weight on my bad leg." She said then hel dout her arm to have him help her up.
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