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| Nattiness | May 23 2007, 11:18 AM Post #201 |
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"I am not a child! I can go by my self. I don't need a babysitter with me twenty-four-seven!" she nearly screamed at him. Tears starting to spill from her eyes. |
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| Racheya | May 23 2007, 11:25 AM Post #202 |
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Greg sat down next to her and placed his arm around her shoulders. "This must be frustrating I know, but please. It is for your own good." He paused, wondering if keeping her locked up in the room really was good for her. "Do you have anywhere to go? Anywhere to live?" If she had a stable place to live then maybe they would be able to release her. |
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| Nattiness | May 23 2007, 11:33 AM Post #203 |
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Natalie nodded, "I have a house. Of course I do. I inherited the Lestrange Manor." she paused for a moment and thought, it was rather strange of her to remember where she lived. "Yes. I live at the Lestrange Manor. My home. I want to go home now please." |
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| Racheya | May 23 2007, 11:37 AM Post #204 |
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Greg nodded slowly. "Well I don't see anything being accomplished here. You can go home but." he paused. "But you will have regular visits and appointments here, if you ever feel like something is wrong, or you need anything, St Mungo's is awaiting." He scribbled a note on a peice of parchment, he would hand it into the front desk. He unlocked and opened the door for Natalie. "Good luck." |
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| Nattiness | May 23 2007, 11:46 AM Post #205 |
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Natalie beamed and got up from the hospital bed. "Yay! See you Trevor! Send me an owl when you're holding another ceremony, won't you? Bye!" with that she skipped out of the wards, beaming at everyone and everything. |
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| Racheya | May 23 2007, 11:49 AM Post #206 |
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Greg smiled but as Natalie left the room he groaned and flopped down onto the bed exhausted. He lay watching she ceiling for a while thinking about what to say to Lisa. He stood up and left the room, he would have to tell her the truth. |
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| Black Rose Tragedy | May 24 2007, 04:28 PM Post #207 |
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Isabella followed Diane's floating body to an empty room and set her in one of the beds. Diane was still in shock and Isabella could not stand seeing her like this. She had to leave she couldn't look at her. The memories were flooding back. She wanted to scream to run from her body mind and everything around her. Looking about she saw the door way again. She ran.... |
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| Lady Marmalade | May 24 2007, 11:47 PM Post #208 |
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Diane slowly opened her eyes. At some point she had drifted off to sleep. Her dreams troubled by the Jake's mangled body on the stretcher. Tears immediately started to fill her eyes as she looked up at the ceiling. "No no no no no no no. He's not dead. He's not dead." she cried turning over on her side and curled up in a ball. Her head was pounding and it felt like someone had ripped the rest of her heart out. |
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| Lady Marmalade | May 25 2007, 10:16 AM Post #209 |
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She had no idea how long she laid there, but she soon got up. There was still racing down her face as she walked out of the private ward not really sure where she was going. Everything about her looked dead. |
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| Racheya | May 29 2007, 05:15 PM Post #210 |
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The private wards were blissfully free as he wheeled Neva into the room, carefully slipping a tablet into his mouth, silently thanking God that they existed, without them his powers would be useless, and Neva would most likely be dead. He levitated her onto one of the beds and sat down next to her, both to monitor her condition, and to be there when she woke up. Awwwwwwww . Bless |
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| Y Kant Tori Reed | May 29 2007, 05:18 PM Post #211 |
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Neva lays there for sometime, her body still and silent as it rises and falls. All of a sudden, she begins to convulse, her body fitting violently through lack of oxygen. |
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| Racheya | May 29 2007, 05:22 PM Post #212 |
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Greg jumped up and looked at the magical monitors, she was loosing Oxygen and had gone into a seizure. He quickly dived under the bed and pulled out a needle of clear liquid. Injecting it into one of Neva's veins in her right arm, he watched as her body relaxed and she lay limp. Greg groaned and pulled out his wand, preforming the same charm he had done before to help her with her breathing, getting her Oxygen levels back to normal. |
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| Y Kant Tori Reed | May 30 2007, 03:25 AM Post #213 |
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After a long silence, Neva begins to slowly stir. She groans a little as she opens her eyes, being offended by the bright lights above. As she turns her head, she notices that Greg had kept a vigil by her bedside. How sweet of him. She attempts to speak but all that is heard is a quiet choking sound as she tries to mould her mouth around the words. She frowns, chastising herself silently before resigning herself to her quiet state for the moment. |
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| Racheya | May 30 2007, 03:30 AM Post #214 |
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Greg looked at her monitors when he heard the choking sound. She was breathing fine. He then realised that she was probably just trying to talk. "Its okay Neva, give yourself a few minutes before talking." He smiled at her before sitting back down. |
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| Y Kant Tori Reed | May 30 2007, 03:35 AM Post #215 |
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Neva finishes another coughing fit before attempting to speak again. She was quite frustrated by her inability to convey her thoughts. Taking a deep, if stunted, breath she psyches herself up to speak again. "Wh...what..ha...happened?" she asks hoarsely. her memory of the incident was rather vague at best. The last thingshe could remember before waking up here was Izaar lunging at her. |
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| Racheya | May 30 2007, 03:39 AM Post #216 |
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"Izzar tried to strangle you but a few of us got him off you, I got you breathing and Eliza helped me bring you back here. You still wasn't breathing properly and you had a seizure not too long ago. You're lucky really." Greg wondered how he was going to tell her that Izzar was dead, she would have to find out sometime, and keeping the truth hidden would do no good. |
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| Y Kant Tori Reed | May 30 2007, 03:43 AM Post #217 |
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Neva furrows her eyebrows in thought, trying to process what Greg was telling her. Izaar had done this? But why? But then it suddenly hit her. Of course. It was because she had summoned up the courage to reveal his colours. He had assumed she was a weak little lamb who would try her best to dismiss the whole thing. How wrong he was. She was inwardly relieved that he would be suffering beyong measure in Azkaban right now. At least she hoped he was. "Wh...where is he now? Did he get extradited like Prudence thought?" she asked, completely unprepared for the answer she would recieve. |
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| Racheya | May 30 2007, 03:46 AM Post #218 |
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Greg shook his head slowly unsure of how to word what he had to say. "After he attacked you, he was killed right there and then." He could picture what had happened clearly in his mind and wondered vaguely what had happened to Izzar's body. |
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| Y Kant Tori Reed | May 30 2007, 03:52 AM Post #219 |
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Neva's eyes widen in shock as Greg reveals the horrible truth. Izaar was dead. So the b****** had found another way to escape justice. It made her sick to think that he had gotten off so easily without even a second thought of the crimes he ha commited...of the people he had hurt in the process. "Please tell me you're joking" she begs. It was strange. As soon as she heard the words fall from Greg's mouth, it was though all time had ceased. The walls began to close in on her as though mocking her. With all the strength she can muster, she flings the covers back from her bed and begins to stand up. Her head swam garishly, making her sway a little before steadying herself. "You have to tell me that you're joking. You have to tell me that he's in a cell right now, recieving pain and suffering beyong measure. Death is too quick and too forgiving for him" she pleads. |
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| Racheya | May 30 2007, 03:58 AM Post #220 |
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Greg shook his head "Neva I am sorry... I can understand why you are so angry. He got off quickly and deserves to rot in Azkaban." He paused. "And you wern't even able to see him die." He had no idea what to say, but he just let the words flow naturally from his mouth. |
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| Y Kant Tori Reed | May 30 2007, 04:03 AM Post #221 |
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ooc: Not quite the reaction I was expecting lol. Neva shakes her head in responce to his words as she watches the door, willing herself to make a run for it and go see for herself. But where would his body be? Would the Ministry have taken care of it or would it be here at Mungo's? "I have to see for myself" she says simply, ambling slowly towards the door as her head continues to spin. She hated feeling so weak and useless. She didn't care that she was still in her hospital gown, her bare feet hurting somewhat on the cold, stone floor. |
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| Racheya | May 30 2007, 04:07 AM Post #222 |
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Greg shook his head, stood up and put his hands on her shoulders directing her back to the bed, firmly but gently. "Neva you're not going anywhere just yet. Once I am happy you are perfectly fine, then you can go and see for yourself, but right now you need to rest." OOC: Lolz, I just don't know how to make Greg react, he's a mix between cameron and a caring House atm :D |
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| Y Kant Tori Reed | May 30 2007, 04:11 AM Post #223 |
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ooc: Hehe. Neva frowns as she feels Greg's hands on her shoulders, steering her towards her bed. "I am fine. I'll get rest when I see for myself that he shall be no further burden to me" she declares, feeling herself getting flustered. Why couldn't he see that she needed this closure? Sh wouldn't be able to sleep if things were so uncertain. For all she knew, he could escaped and she would be non the wiser. What if he had? What if that was why she wasn't allowed to go see what became of him? With one swift movement, not allowing herself to think of her weak state, she turns on her heels and runs to the door. She pushes it open, leaving it swinging on its hinges as she dissappears, her destination back to the Ministry to seek him herself. |
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| Racheya | May 30 2007, 04:18 AM Post #224 |
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Greg groaned when Neva ran off. He was useless at chasing people after being stabbed twice and strolled briskly through the door. The only way out was the front desk, if he hurried he could possibly catch up with her. |
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| Y Kant Tori Reed | May 30 2007, 03:18 PM Post #225 |
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Suffering a great amoung of deja vu, Neva wheels Greg into the wards and ushers his stretcher over to the back wall so it doesn't cause an obstruction. She decides there and then that she'll wait with him until he wakes up, just like he had with her. |
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