"Thanks.....grab his legs and follow me to the hospital wing." Her fingers were aching from grasping the cloth of his robes so tightly, but as this new person was evening out her burden she quickened her pace to the hospital wing. ((ooc: new thread in hospital wing))
"I'm not gonna say anything inspirational; I'm just gonna f**king swear a lot."
Post by dairywizard on Jun 12, 2005 11:44:00 GMT -5
((ooc: oh no...I have to pay the price for not posting for so long.)) Darius stood in the empty room, bleached with horror. His nails were biting into his palms, and his eyes were sunken and greyed with emotion. He was rooted to the floor, scarred by the past few moments--the attempted suicide of his friend. Darius' mind was wiped clean by fright, and he could do nothing but stammer. There were the two letters on the floor, the ones the cause for Bradley's anguish. Darius picked them up with stiff arms and numbly pocketed them. Once the cries of panic died down as the crowd moved to the hospital wing, Darius was revived, and summoned the blood back into his body, and blinked his dried eyes. He swept over to Primrose, who was lying on the floor at odd angles. Darius mechanically picked her up, hoisting her over his shoulder, like an infant. He took heavy, robotic steps, and followed the sound of screaming students, to where Bradley was being helped back to health. He was extremely disturbed.
((ooc: er...i guess he did die? and came back? ok. so lets pretend that i actually did faint.)) Primrose came around slowly, everything spinning and loud. She found that she had tears on her face, and her makeup had run, but for once she didn't care. Dimly, she noticed she was being carried. "Put me down...I'm fine," she croaked. She'd never felt so vulnerable in her life- everything was drained, her bones felt brittle, she had none of her usual strength. Breathing hurt, her heart beat seemed irregular and the world was spinning...