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Old 05-31-2010, 07:10 PM   #117 (permalink)
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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Aria Wallace
Slytherin
Sixth Year

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Eleanor von Brandt
Ravenclaw
First Year

Hogwarts RPG Name:
Declan Pascal
Hufflepuff
Fifth Year

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Brayla Stemp
Gryffindor
Seventh Year
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A blond second year lion even if you probably couldn't see that due to the towels wrapped around her shivering cold body walked into the hospital wing. The left arm was visibly bleeding out of a hole and down onto the towel and robes. The rest of Roxxy was wet, slimy and an unappreaciative odour followed in her wake. Swimming in swamp water made her stink but that was the last of the little ones problems. Behind her Oliver was herding Tyler into the room.

Even though the sixth year snake was scared stiff of everything with the word hospital attached to it he had still come with them to get checked out. Coughing Roxxy almost vomited out swamp water but held it down. The other patiens would probably complain if she did so. Shaking all over the little second year mowed to take a seat. As she did so pain surged through her arm again making her cry out in agony "OUUIeeeeeeeeeee!" If only the healer could come soon...Roxxy couldn't take much more pain..She was exhausted and cold.
Ty couldn't really remember ever being this tired... Ever. Seriously. He was freezing, tired, smelly, slimy, his towel was too big and he was THIS close to displaying to the whole world what he had eaten this morning for breakfast.

His hands still clamped over his mouth (he'd had to let go of his nose after a while so as to breathe), Ty's eyes went to Swamp Girl Roxanna as she yelled that her arm hurt. Looking away, he couldn't help but feel a little bad - his teeth, after all, WERE sharp.

Instead, Ty chose to look back at the boy who had vomited before and felt a nasty retching sensation in his stomach. Yep; when other people did it he was BOUND t-

Before he could stop it, an almost violent hurl shook through his body and he vomited down on their shoes, effectively splattering them all in something that looked QUITE nasty. And smelled appropriately.

>___< Ugh. Looking up at them, Ty began to shake even more. STUPID WEAK STOMACH. Ugh ugh ugh.
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