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feeheeheeny · 03-31-2014, 05:33 PM

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Originally Posted by StarShine

Cosgrach tried not to be panicked about Sophie's 'We need to talk.' sass, but it was hard. He didn't know what was happening to him, but he worried for the girl, and the reason he picked this place to meet was because he had a relief and fresh air was the best in that.

Examining the house from outside first, he started to climb the rope ladder. If there were any children in there, he'd shoo them out. That was the exact reason he came early.

Sophie was undoubtedly one of the most agile aged students, in her own opinion, and she accredited it to all the walks she took. She could still walk just fine, albeit a little less fluidly than normal, but her walks were her go-to way to exercise and clear her mind and made her still feel fit and youthful.

However, as she neared the tree house, her stomach dropped. She had forgotten about the ladder - how was she supposed to get up there? She wasn't sure that her weakened arms would be able to support her body as well as she would need to make the upward climb. She could see from a distance that Culloden had beat her there and was making that climb, and she wondered... if she could just get up a few of the steps, maybe he could extend a hand down and pull her the rest of the way up. But then he probably would look at her as a helpless weakling rather than his tough little protege. So... that wasn't really an option, was it? She HAD to try. For her pride, and to not let him down.

He was at the top by the time she got there, and she gave him a weak smile. "Oh Great One," she greeted, half-mockingly, half-completely serious. He WAS great, and with the feast only a week away, and no end in sight as far as she could tell for the aging epidemic... whether it was death or a summer vacation she was facing, she was going to miss seeing Culloden every day.

Trying to look less nervous than she felt, she approached the rope ladder and started a slow, shaky climb, forcing herself to not ask for help and focus entirely on each rung of the ladder as the next one grew closer to her. Slow and steady. No big deal. Culloden would just have to be patient with her.

03-31-2014, 05:33 PM	#377 (permalink)
feeheeheeny Dwarf Join Date: Dec 2004 Location: #8000FF Posts: 35,312 Hogwarts RPG Name: Amelia "Mia" Adair Slytherin Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Leigh Upstead Hufflepuff Fifth Year x11	Mod Babysitter \| be curious, not judgmental Quote: Originally Posted by StarShine Cosgrach tried not to be panicked about Sophie's 'We need to talk.' sass, but it was hard. He didn't know what was happening to him, but he worried for the girl, and the reason he picked this place to meet was because he had a relief and fresh air was the best in that. Examining the house from outside first, he started to climb the rope ladder. If there were any children in there, he'd shoo them out. That was the exact reason he came early. Sophie was undoubtedly one of the most agile aged students, in her own opinion, and she accredited it to all the walks she took. She could still walk just fine, albeit a little less fluidly than normal, but her walks were her go-to way to exercise and clear her mind and made her still feel fit and youthful. However, as she neared the tree house, her stomach dropped. She had forgotten about the ladder - how was she supposed to get up there? She wasn't sure that her weakened arms would be able to support her body as well as she would need to make the upward climb. She could see from a distance that Culloden had beat her there and was making that climb, and she wondered... if she could just get up a few of the steps, maybe he could extend a hand down and pull her the rest of the way up. But then he probably would look at her as a helpless weakling rather than his tough little protege. So... that wasn't really an option, was it? She HAD to try. For her pride, and to not let him down. He was at the top by the time she got there, and she gave him a weak smile. "Oh Great One," she greeted, half-mockingly, half-completely serious. He WAS great, and with the feast only a week away, and no end in sight as far as she could tell for the aging epidemic... whether it was death or a summer vacation she was facing, she was going to miss seeing Culloden every day. Trying to look less nervous than she felt, she approached the rope ladder and started a slow, shaky climb, forcing herself to not ask for help and focus entirely on each rung of the ladder as the next one grew closer to her. Slow and steady. No big deal. Culloden would just have to be patient with her. __________________