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Post by Morgana Knightley on Feb 22, 2009 21:46:06 GMT
*smiles*
No, I don't think it does.
*walks over to the sidetable and picks up the bottle of firewhiskey, hiding it inside a drawer*
I think the problem with Silvery is that she's scared.
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Blaise Zabini
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Post by Blaise Zabini on Feb 22, 2009 21:50:37 GMT
*pinches an apple off the tray, throws it up and catches it before biting into it*
Scared of what? It's men who are supposed to be the scared ones.
*looks at Bletchley*
Anyway man I better be off now. I'll visit tomorrow if you're still here.
*nods at Morgana*
Later, sweetheart.
*strolls out*
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Post by Miles Bletchley on Feb 22, 2009 21:54:59 GMT
*nods at Zabini then looks at Morgana as he finishes off a drumstick*
Maybe she is but I don't know why. I think she's been with Malfoy for so long, it's a big step for her. But I don't know. Maybe she doesn't want Malfoy to hate her. I wouldn't, he's not the best person to get on the wrong side of believe me.
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Post by Morgana Knightley on Feb 22, 2009 22:00:35 GMT
*nods*
I can only imagine.
*sighs*
Miles, before you do this. I just want to warn you that...she may still say no. Will you be able to handle that?
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Post by Miles Bletchley on Feb 22, 2009 22:05:33 GMT
*looks a little disheartened, his brow furrowing*
Why do you say that? How do you know?
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Post by Morgana Knightley on Feb 22, 2009 22:18:10 GMT
I don't know! I mean, we think she'll say yes but we can never know for sure.
*sighs*
I'm sorry, I don't mean to sound pessimistic. I'm actually trying to be realistic about this. I only want you to be ready, that's all. Just in case. Though your outlook does look good.
*smiles*
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Post by Hippocrates Smethwyck on Feb 23, 2009 18:58:44 GMT
*Enters the room with a vial of specially-brewed Strengthening Solution and passes it to the patient with a smile*
It is good to see your progress. Take this before you go to sleep tonight. I'd like to keep you in one more night, check you over first thing in the morning and give you another dose of the solution, and then if all is well I will be sending you home after that.
See you in the morning.
*Turns and leaves room*
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Post by Miles Bletchley on Feb 23, 2009 19:59:21 GMT
*mumbles thanks to the mediwizard before he leaves, then rests his head down on the pillow, considering discharging himself tonight*
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Post by Morgana Knightley on Feb 23, 2009 20:03:46 GMT
*grins at the good news from the mediwizard*
*turns back to Miles once he leaves*
That's great, yeah? You may be out of here by tomorrow.
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Post by Miles Bletchley on Feb 23, 2009 21:13:51 GMT
Mm. Yeah.
*sighs and notices the flowers, the same ones his mother used to get for the manor... wondering for a spilt second... had she visited him??*
Who brought those?
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Post by Morgana Knightley on Feb 23, 2009 21:17:47 GMT
*follows his gaze to see what he's talking about*
Oh! I did. I brought them by earlier today, while you were still unconcious. I thought they were nice.
*smiles and stands up*
Well, I guess I should let you get your rest. Will you let me know if they let you go early tomorrow? I don't want to stop by and find an empty room.
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Post by Miles Bletchley on Feb 23, 2009 21:25:08 GMT
*blinks at her, his heart rate returning to normal*
Oh, right. Thanks.
Yeah I'll let you know when I'm home.
*looks down at the vial of liquid he has to take*
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Post by Morgana Knightley on Feb 23, 2009 21:28:29 GMT
*kisses the top of his head then points at the vial*
Take it. It'll only help you be out of here sooner.
See you later Miles. Glad to still have you with us.
*smiles, blows him a kiss and walks out the door*
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Post by Miles Bletchley on Feb 23, 2009 21:35:13 GMT
*half smiles, then takes the liquid all in one*
*shudders at the foul taste* Merlin's beard.
*soon feels drowsy and falls asleep as soon as his tired eyes close*
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Post by Silvery Bletchley on Feb 23, 2009 22:41:54 GMT
*too scared to return to the flat, she decides to go to St. Mungo's and see how Miles is doing - his beautiful, loving face would definitely help her emotional state right now*
*she convinces the lady at the reception desk that she's a relative of the patient in room 13 and is let in for the night*
*gently opens the door and enters, only to find Miles sleeping restfully*
*sighs and pulls up two chairs, sitting on one and placing her feet on the other*
*accios a pillow and blanket from the closet and tries to get comfortable, wiping her wet cheeks with the edge of the blanket before closing her eyes*
*is soon fast asleep; too exhausted to even think of the heartbreaking ordeal she has just been through*
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