Post by Roan on Jan 26, 2006 22:42:23 GMT -5
Roan almost objected her wand being stuffed in her pocket by someone else, but she wasn’t in the state to handle it. Instead she just allowed him to do his work. When he said the word ‘rest’ her face was obvious in relief. Yes, even if it just meant sitting down then she needed to rest. Normally, she would have completely taking Muryllis’s arm, she hated chivalry. She thought it was dead and should be left that way, dead. But since the girl knew she wouldn’t get that far on her own, she gave a sigh before taking his arm like she was supposed to. “Thanks…” She mumbled, swaying slightly when she lost the support of the wall behind her.
Thankfully, he waved the nurse away. She hated nurses, just one had her respect, and only one and that girl wasn’t it. She wouldn’t let any nurse touch her unless they knew she healed the muggle way, through few aides and just letting your body heal, and not the magical way. She had made enemies with a few because of that certain preference, but it didnt matter. Every time her body or mind had to heal themself then she got stronger, more resilient to pain. The same thing applied here, and she would let herself heal and rest and recooperate.
Looking over in the corner she saw the shadows of his shoes and of his robes, and with a sigh, whipped out her wand from her pocket. It took a few moments to gather up the concentration, but she did it, and managed a summoning spell. "Accio Muryllis's robes and shoes" It was lengthy and wordy, but in the end they came flying to her open hand and she held them out to Muryllis. Mostly, that had been to prove to herself that she could still cast magic, that it wasnt impaired. And she had done it, and she really wanted to just get some rest now.bg
Thankfully, he waved the nurse away. She hated nurses, just one had her respect, and only one and that girl wasn’t it. She wouldn’t let any nurse touch her unless they knew she healed the muggle way, through few aides and just letting your body heal, and not the magical way. She had made enemies with a few because of that certain preference, but it didnt matter. Every time her body or mind had to heal themself then she got stronger, more resilient to pain. The same thing applied here, and she would let herself heal and rest and recooperate.
Looking over in the corner she saw the shadows of his shoes and of his robes, and with a sigh, whipped out her wand from her pocket. It took a few moments to gather up the concentration, but she did it, and managed a summoning spell. "Accio Muryllis's robes and shoes" It was lengthy and wordy, but in the end they came flying to her open hand and she held them out to Muryllis. Mostly, that had been to prove to herself that she could still cast magic, that it wasnt impaired. And she had done it, and she really wanted to just get some rest now.bg