04-01-2014, 03:22 PM
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Mona Deandra Hellmann Gryffindor First Year x5 x6
| ¼ of the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pls Text Cut: Lady Tiny Quote:
Originally Posted by feeheeheeny 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. ...and she finally showed up.
Cosgrach had been too thoughtful to notice her previous dreadful looks, but he saw her a few moments before she called out his name. He grinned, but his worry was still visible. "Lady Tiny," he replied back and bowed in respect as if she was a noble from the Medieval Ages. He got up then, and took one step towards the ladder (he had been sitting beside it), and looked over her slow advance.
Oh.
He hadn't thought about that.
He watched her climb, but it was a torture for both of them. He felt so dumb. How could he forget?! She probably made asking for help a question of honour or something, though, so he knelt in front of the ladder and held out his hands to hold. "I'm strong enough." In case she wondered.
Not that he would let her fall, but he hoped the stupid Orsino'd had enough brains to charm the ground in case someone fell. |
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