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187 Greer Gardens; The home of Wilson Greer
Topic Started: Jun 29 2007, 12:56 PM (4,711 Views)
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A small but cosy cottage surrounded by a vast garden.
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Greg apparated outside Wilson's house and knocked hard on the door hoping the man would answer. He didn't fancy the idea of looking for Luna on his own.
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Wilson was sleeping on his sofa, having fallen asleep reading a book about a new wonder potion. The book was resting on his face, his reading glasses askew, as he snored away. He starts, however, when he hears a knocking at his door. Who could be calling? Greg no doubt. He removes his glasses and places them on the table beside the couch in the candlelit living room. His hair ruffled, and his face giving off the err of a person in dire need of sleep, Wilson picks himself up from the sofa, yawning.

He trudges along the hallway to the front door and opens it, rubbing his eyes. "I'm not going out drinking again. That she-male is still after my blood" he remarks, stifling a yawn.
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Greg couldn't help but laugh as he stepped without invitaiton into Wilson's house. "I need your help. Luna's got out and we need to find her. Neva is... yeah, and there is no chance of me going alone." He says with a sigh wishing this could just have been one of the times he would knock on Wilson's door and literally pull him out by his tie to go drinking.
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Wilson watches Greg walk into his house, his eyes glazed over a little. "Please. Come in" he mumbles as he closes the door behind him. He stops in his tracks however at his next words. "s***" he exclaims. He knew taking the woman to visit Neva was a bad idea. And even worse, he had to leave! And he thought of himself as a smart person? "Say no more" he says hastily. He dissappears into his bedroom for a moment before walking out a moment later, his wand in hand.
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Greg smiles at wilson a little. "We'll find her, I think she's at her house. It's 18 Rawpath Avenue." Greg added, realising that it was unlikely Wilson knew where she lived, he found it rather unnerving that he knew it himself. "See you there." With that he apparates to Luna's house hoping Wilson would be right behind him.
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Wilson watches Greg leave before dissapparating himself. He only hoped he would land in the right place. He wasn't that great at appearing in places he didn't know the exact location of.
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Wilson had been holed up in his home with his patient for almost a week, growing rather tired at her apparent eagerness to leave. Oh well. He was too busy to concern himself with her too much for the moment. He sits at his desk, perusing case files. He looks over his spectacles, watching Diane with growing amusement as she paces the room with boredom.
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Diane paced around the room under Wilson's watchful eye. She regretted ever agreeing to staying with him and had never been so bored in her life, except for when she had to stay with her parents. She stopped in the middle of the room and ran her fingers through her hair which flowed loosely around her shoulders and down her back. Diane turned and her eyes met Wilson's for a brief second, before she thrust her chin in the air, stubborn like. "Don't you have anything better to do then watch me." she said.
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Wilson sighs, shaking his head. "Clearly I do" he muses, turning his attention back to his work. "If you're bored, there's an old TV in the guest room. Greg gave it to me but I have no use for the thing." he says, turning his desk lamp on a little brighter.
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"A TV." she repeated crossing her arms. "I have no uses for a TV either. I can't remember the last time I looked at one. Besides I'm tired of being stuck inside. Why can't I just go out to a little bit." she said. Diane just had to find away for her to get out of this house.
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Wilson rolls his eyes. "Diane. You know why." he replies simply, taking off his glasses and placing them onto his paperwork. He slips back into healer mode as he speaks to Diane, knowing that shocking her usually did the trick in getting her to behave. "If you over exert yourself, you stand a high risk of rupturing your placenta, thus killing you and your child" he explains simply.
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She was about to suggest that he could come with her to keep an eye on her, but she didn't after hearing the last thing he said. Diane stood there in stock, staring down at the floor. The very thought of losing another baby was very painful. "Why do you say things like that to me? And I'm not trying to over exert myself. I just need some fresh air." she said. "I feel like I'm a prisoner. My desk is probably over flowing with work and I can't even go to the office and do any of it."
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Wilson sighs, walking out from behind his desk. He places a hand on her shoulder, coking her chin up with the other. "I'm sorry. It's just that sometimes it's the only way to get through to you." he explains lamely. He only hoped that she wouldn't take offense. "I'd be happy to escort you to your office if you wish to bring your work here with you" he suggests.
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Diane looked up when he touched her chin. "It really hurts when you say things like that. I already lost a baby and Jake. I'm not trying to lose this baby, but its really hard for me when it comes to healing." she said. She smiled a little when he said that he would take her to her office to get some of her work. "Could we possible stop and get something to eat first?"
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Wilson frowns, knowing his brash nature could be contrude as hurtful on occasion. "I'm sorry. But Ido think you should be fully aware of your situation. Even if you don't want to be privvy to it" he sighs, removing his hand. He smiles lightly at her question, walking over to his jacket and pulling out his wallet. "Of course we can" he replies.
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"I do understand my situation and I'm trying to be careful." Diane said. While Wilson got his wallet she pulled out her wand and tapped her head. Her hair quickly braided itself in one long braid. "Great, I'm really hungry." she said smiling. Her eyes dancing happily because she was going out. Who would have thought that even now behind those eyes plans was forming in her head.
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Naive as he was of Diane's intensions, Wilson leads the way out of his abode, holding the door open for Diane. He waits for her to exit before he locks the door with his wand and walks down the cobbled path with her.
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Wilson leads a sopping wet Diane up the gravel path to his home, slipping ever so slightly on the wet cobble stones. He stops at the doorway, fumbling around in his pocket for his wand. Pulling out, he mutters a quick incantation, the door opening gently to allow them passage. As Diane walks inside, he enters the hallway and begins a roaring fire in the fireplace with a swish of his wand before closing the door lightly behind him.

He walks into the parlour, whistling to himself as his Dog stirs, looking at him through one keen eye as he lays in his basket. "I'm gonna make a start on dinner whilst you get out of those wet clothes. Is there anything in particular that you would like?" he asks, removing something that looked hideously like a dried out Pig's ear from a drawer in his desk and throwing it to an appreciative canine. The Dog stands to attention, wagging his short brown tail with pleasure as he carries the treat over to his bed and chews on it.
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Diane held onto Wilson arm as they walked up the path to his front door. Trying her best not slip to much and end up falling. Even with his coat on she still shivered from coldness. Diane removed his coat and with a flick of her wand it dried itself and floated over to where the coats go.

She shifted the weight between both feet as she thought about what she wanted to eat. Standing behind Wilson as he feed his dog a treat. "Umm...I would like some waffles with lost of strawberries and blueberries and and whipped cream on top." Diane said smiling. She could already taste the sweetness in her mouth. Hoping that it wasn't to much trouble. She turned and headed up to the room where she slept to change.
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What an odd request Wilson thinks to himself as he wanders into the kitchen. He pulls all the ingredients he would require from their respective storage spaces and begins to cook.

After a short while of cooking, he walks over to the mahogony dining table and deposits two plates of food. He wanders back into the kitchen to retrieve a bottle of non-alcoholic wine whilst he waits for Diane to finish changing.
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Diane changed into some soft cotton pants and a baggy t shirt. After drying her hair that fell near her waist she walked out of the room and back downstairs. She licked her lips smelling the waffles as she walked into the dinning room. "It looks delicious." she sat taking a seat in front of one of the plates.
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Wilson walks into the Dining room clutching a bottle of non alcoholic wine and to glasses. He places a glass by each plate and pours some wine, placing the bottle in the middle of the table before sitting down. " Well when you have to cater for Greg's picky pallete every other day, you tend to get a decent ability in cooking" he smirks, taking a strawberry and biting into it.
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She raised an eyebrow as she saw they bottle of wine, knowing that he would serve her alcohol with her being pregnant, but when he sat the bottle down she saw that it was non-alcoholic. Diane picked up her fork and knife and cut a piece, and stuffing it into her month. Leaving whipped cream on her upper lip. "I'm an alright cook if their direction." she said.
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Wilson smirks as she speaks, whipped cream on her lip. He beckons towards it by brushing over his own lip in gesture, but sighs as she fails to take the hint. He leans over and gently wipes the cream off of her lip, smiling at her as he wipes his finger on a napkin. "I'm surprised Neva hadn't offered to give you lessons. She's quite a chef herself" he muses.
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