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Old 02-08-2009, 09:43 AM   #253 (permalink)
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Originally Posted by Slytherin Fox View Post
Antonio looked at the ropes tied around Jack, wondering what had happened which caused him to be tied up that way. Whatever it was, he could only imagine and really didn't want to know any more details. He thought it was best to leave him tied up, Jack could be a handful at times and he didn't want to take any chances. Then he began to use evanesco and scourify to clean up the disgusting pukefest from the two boys once again, leaving everything that had been touched as clean and spotless as it had been originally. "You are both going to be all right," he said. "The nurse will be taking care of you soon. Just try not to go to sleep, it's for your own good." Antonio was especially worried about Jack, he carried the actual risk of a concussion.
Jack peered at him "Uh-huh, cause you care about me sooo much..." he said skeptically, his head was swimming so he closed his eyes, that was better, no more bright light to hurt his head.

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Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow.

Every footstep made the pain increase. Blood was pouring from his nose and onto his perfect yellow t-shirt. Thankfully his jeans were already red, the the blood wouldn't have any effect on them. Turning into the Hospital Wing, Jake's eyes went wide when he saw He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Angered. Ahh, so his detention time was up, eh? Jake for one was glad the boy was tied up, because he'd already been been on the recieving end of the boy's fist.

And that pain on top of running facefirst into a lampost was unbearable.

Taking a seat as far away from Jack and as far away from Cameron the Acid Pop eater (who knew, maybe the boy had worked it out) Jake went to sit in a seat to wait for that nurse who was reeeeeally good. Still not sure what he was meant to do with his head, Jack just looked straight ahead. Boy, he had a monumental headache from when he hit the deck.
Jack opened his eyes at the sound of someone coming in, he gave the boy a curious glance, Jack didn't know why, but he felt drawn to this boy.

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"Hey don't talk, quiet may be better. I'm sorry about your head and that you don't feel well but I'm sure everything will be better soon." Hesitantly Sakura stood up and raised Jack up slightly before sitting down and putting his head on her lap. When he didn't try to struggle she relaxed slightly and ran her hand through his hair, hoping that he'd get his memories back.
Jack smiled "Thanks" his head was finally being held, but, it still didn't help "Love ya" he added on quietly but loud enough for her to hear.

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Kayla turned at the sound of more people coming in and she watched as John puked all over the floor and she had to turn away slightly. She stood in the background as Professor Dumont spoke to the boys and Sakura and only when it seemed had finished did Kayla walk over to him.

"Sorry Professor" Kayla said gesturing towards the ropes around Jack. "But he was trying to get away and I thought that in his condition it might not be a good thing. I know that tying him up was a bit extreme but I couldn't think of anything else" she took a deep breath before continuing. "I managed to tend to the cuts on his arms and face but you've obviously guessed he has suffered a concussion."
Jack frowned at her "I was fine, can I be released, please?!" he asked sadly, he turned onto his side, forgetting that he was on a chair, he fell off, hitting his head again, on the floor, he mumbled incoherently, his eyelids started to feel heavy, he wanted to give in, the pain was unbearable, he hoped the nurse would get to him soon, he forgot about the ropes, he forgot he even had arms and legs, all his concentration was on his head, he let his head rest on the ground, feeling weak he closed his eyes and felt comfortable, he mumbled again and then went quiet.
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