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QueenGinger · 05-21-2011, 04:19 AM

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Originally Posted by Syd (:

"I'm not Hank!" At that, Dal quickly backed away and put his hands up in a 'surrender' gesture. He eyed the blood on his arm with disgust, fighting back the feeling of being sick. Weird, he never knew before then that he didn't like blood. Hm. Interesting.

He frowned as the boy started yelling again. "There's no Al here!" Dal yelled, now totally frustrated. "You hit your head, you're bleeding, and you're going to the Hospital Wing!" So there.

With that decision made, Dallin eyed the boy. He didn't look too big, and Dallin was feeling an adrenaline rush (or something) from the jog. In one movement he had knelt down and put his arm under both of the boy's arms and lifted. He prepared for fight, but he had a feeling the boy couldn't do much of anything because of the way he was acting.

So, he started on his way to the Hospital Wing with the boy who he thought he knew, but couldn't really remember.

Preston had attempted to fight off Dallin, yelling that he was going to tell dad on him, still thinking Dallin was Hank. Eventually though, Preston had given up due to losing energy and more blood. "Wh-where a-a-are w-w-we?" Preston asked looking at the floor through the tiny space his eye lids had left as they were very dangerously close to closing completely. "M-M-Miss M-M-More." He sighed as tried smacking Dallin's hands away from him once again while still trying to hold his head and help the pain from getting any worse.

05-21-2011, 04:19 AM	#30 (permalink)
QueenGinger Bugbear Join Date: Dec 2009 Location: GMT -6 Posts: 31,848 Hogwarts RPG Name: Jackson Reagan Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Norah Reagan Slytherin First Year	Forever Hufflepuff \| \| Always. Quote: Originally Posted by Syd (: "I'm not Hank!" At that, Dal quickly backed away and put his hands up in a 'surrender' gesture. He eyed the blood on his arm with disgust, fighting back the feeling of being sick. Weird, he never knew before then that he didn't like blood. Hm. Interesting. He frowned as the boy started yelling again. "There's no Al here!" Dal yelled, now totally frustrated. *"You hit your head, you're bleeding, and you're going* to the Hospital Wing!" So there. With that decision made, Dallin eyed the boy. He didn't look too big, and Dallin was feeling an adrenaline rush (or something) from the jog. In one movement he had knelt down and put his arm under both of the boy's arms and lifted. He prepared for fight, but he had a feeling the boy couldn't do much of anything because of the way he was acting. So, he started on his way to the Hospital Wing with the boy who he thought he knew, but couldn't really remember. Preston had attempted to fight off Dallin, yelling that he was going to tell dad on him, still thinking Dallin was Hank. Eventually though, Preston had given up due to losing energy and more blood. "Wh-where a-a-are w-w-we?" Preston asked looking at the floor through the tiny space his eye lids had left as they were very dangerously close to closing completely. "M-M-Miss M-M-More." He sighed as tried smacking Dallin's hands away from him once again while still trying to hold his head and help the pain from getting any worse. __________________ Days of Potter 2022: Which Luna Quote Are You?_____________________ ____________ "all my shoes have mysteriously disappeared. I suspect nargles** are behind it."