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Angie · 02-10-2009, 03:52 AM

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Originally Posted by PhoenixRising

Dominic was feeling a mixture of many emotions right now. Half of him wanted to despise the Ravenclaw for injuring his snitch-catching arm, but the other half said to thank her. That this was meant to be. To walk solemnly alone with the one person who actually seemed to understand him. To know when it was time to speak and when not to. Not many people could do that and be tolerated by Dominic.

Walking just a few paces behind her shorter self, the fifth year watched absentmindedly as her shiny black hair swished behind her back. He was actually only distinctly aware of her presence and had it not been for her concerned expression and words as she peered over her shoulder, he might have forgotten completely. "Yes," he replied, almost monotonously.

Following her inside the waiting area, Dominic would have expected her to take him in there and leave. Actually, truth was, he wasn't really sure what to expect with Willow as she always seemed to do the unpredictable around him. But not the unpredictable in a bad sense; rather the kind that left him thirsty for more of her own personal mysterious perfume.

But incidentally, Willow had surprised him yet again as she dropped her bag one of the plastic seats, indicative of the fact that she was not going to leave him there. No - it appeared that Willow Kovac had a heart. Something that he wasn't sure his former captain would agree with, based on how he heard them bickering with one another a year ago.

"Thank you," he commented back, still holding his elbow protectively. Oh hopefully this nurse could make him better than new. As he recalled from the Intern Trelawney last year, who seemed to think he was just another nutcase. "You can stay, if you'd like," Dominic offered as he slipped into one of the seats and waited to be attended to.

Absentmindedly --and rather anxiously, too-- the girl reached for one lock of her dair hair before starting to twirl it around her slender fingers. She was trying to simply. . . disconnect herself from the situtation. Trying to forget that she had basically disjointed someone's arm. Trying to not ponder about the fact that the person was most like in pain. But that was not a very easy thing to do; not when Dominic was standing right there, just a mere feet away from she was, thinking Merlin's knows what about her.

It was definitely not easy. She started to pace around the place nervously.

Never had Willow found herself in such an awkward situation. This was the first time ever that she did not know what to say to fill the silence. Though perhaps, this was a good thing, for as far as Willow knew, Dominic Denton was maybe just waiting for her to say something--anything, in order for him to start yelling at her for what she'd done.

Keeping her mouth shut seemed like a pretty good idea right now. In fact, now that she thought about it, the silence did not actually bothered much. It was a bit numbing, to be honest, for thanks to it, her mind was beginning to wander around, to think about things she usually would not allow herself to think about. . .

. . . Her pacing came to an abrupt stop.

He was thanking her? For what? In Willow's opinion, he should be blaming her for his disgrace, but she was not about to complain. She really did not want to fall into a pointless discussion with him. "You are welcome," she whispered, eyeing him carefully. For what exactly was he welcome, she had no idea. Perhaps when his arm disjointed Dominic's way of, er, thinking had changed, too, somehow? Maybe this was his way of going into shock.

Except he looked completely fine. Asides from the injure arm, of course.

Upon hearing his following words, Willow's eyes opened wide for a split of second in surprise, before smoothing his entire expression. In truth, her theory of Dominic going into shock seemed rather likely now, for how was it possible that after what she had done, he still didn't mind her company? "I--sure. I don't mind to wait here with you." Really, the hospital didn't look so bad. Right now. Shifting her weight to her other foot for one second as she considered what to do next, Willow took a deep breath, and went to take the seat beside him.

02-10-2009, 03:52 AM	#291 (permalink)
Angie DoM Veela Join Date: Sep 2007 Location: Themyscira Posts: 37,611 Hogwarts RPG Name: Nerissa M. Tate Sixth Year x8	Wowza! Quote: Originally Posted by PhoenixRising Dominic was feeling a mixture of many emotions right now. Half of him wanted to despise the Ravenclaw for injuring his snitch-catching arm, but the other half said to thank her. That this was meant to be. To walk solemnly alone with the one person who actually seemed to understand him. To know when it was time to speak and when not to. Not many people could do that and be tolerated by Dominic. Walking just a few paces behind her shorter self, the fifth year watched absentmindedly as her shiny black hair swished behind her back. He was actually only distinctly aware of her presence and had it not been for her concerned expression and words as she peered over her shoulder, he might have forgotten completely. "Yes," he replied, almost monotonously. Following her inside the waiting area, Dominic would have expected her to take him in there and leave. Actually, truth was, he wasn't really sure what to expect with Willow as she always seemed to do the unpredictable around him. But not the unpredictable in a bad sense; rather the kind that left him thirsty for more of her own personal mysterious perfume. But incidentally, Willow had surprised him yet again as she dropped her bag one of the plastic seats, indicative of the fact that she was not going to leave him there. No - it appeared that Willow Kovac had a heart. Something that he wasn't sure his former captain would agree with, based on how he heard them bickering with one another a year ago. "Thank you," he commented back, still holding his elbow protectively. Oh hopefully this nurse could make him better than new. As he recalled from the Intern Trelawney last year, who seemed to think he was just another nutcase. "You can stay, if you'd like," Dominic offered as he slipped into one of the seats and waited to be attended to. Absentmindedly --and rather anxiously, too-- the girl reached for one lock of her dair hair before starting to twirl it around her slender fingers. She was trying to simply. . . disconnect herself from the situtation. Trying to forget that she had basically disjointed someone's arm. Trying to not ponder about the fact that the person was most like in pain. But that was not a very easy thing to do; not when Dominic was standing right there, just a mere feet away from she was, thinking Merlin's knows what about her. It was definitely not easy. She started to pace around the place nervously. Never had Willow found herself in such an awkward situation. This was the first time ever that she did not know what to say to fill the silence. Though perhaps, this was a good thing, for as far as Willow knew, Dominic Denton was maybe just waiting for her to say something--anything, in order for him to start yelling at her for what she'd done. Keeping her mouth shut seemed like a pretty good idea right now. In fact, now that she thought about it, the silence did not actually bothered much. It was a bit numbing, to be honest, for thanks to it, her mind was beginning to wander around, to think about things she usually would not allow herself to think about. . . . . . Her pacing came to an abrupt stop. He was thanking her? For what? In Willow's opinion, he should be blaming her for his disgrace, but she was not about to complain. She really did not want to fall into a pointless discussion with him. "You are welcome," she whispered, eyeing him carefully. For what exactly was he welcome, she had no idea. Perhaps when his arm disjointed Dominic's way of, er, thinking had changed, too, somehow? Maybe this was his way of going into shock. Except he looked completely fine. Asides from the injure arm, of course. Upon hearing his following words, Willow's eyes opened wide for a split of second in surprise, before smoothing his entire expression. In truth, her theory of Dominic going into shock seemed rather likely now, for how was it possible that after what she had done, he still didn't mind her company? "I--sure. I don't mind to wait here with you." Really, the hospital didn't look so bad. Right now. Shifting her weight to her other foot for one second as she considered what to do next, Willow took a deep breath, and went to take the seat beside him. __________________