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Post by Ian Hunt on May 27, 2007 16:45:21 GMT
I walk into the Three broomsticks with Izzy and Madeline, but Madeline down in a booth, and without a word to either of them go up to the bar to get firewhiskey, and lot's of it.
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Post by Madeline Speare on May 27, 2007 16:46:59 GMT
"Thank you," I say taking a firewhiskey from him and opening it.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 27, 2007 16:48:10 GMT
"No problem." I say, sitting down opposite her.
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Post by Madeline Speare on May 27, 2007 16:52:24 GMT
I chug it down and reach for another. "Told you this was better than going to the hospital wing,"
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 27, 2007 16:52:58 GMT
"Hospital wing would be more usefu-...actually it probably wouldn't." I say, downing a firewhiskey.
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Post by Isabella Knox on May 27, 2007 16:56:54 GMT
I shake my head silently and start on my firewhiskey.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 27, 2007 16:58:41 GMT
"What?" I say to her, watching her shake her head.
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Post by Madeline Speare on May 27, 2007 16:59:30 GMT
"I would have just sat there," I say, taking sip of my firewhiskey,"Besides I can heal it myself," I say pulling out my wand.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 27, 2007 17:01:54 GMT
"Bloody wonderful." I mutter, rubbing the dried blood off my neck.
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Post by Isabella Knox on May 27, 2007 17:05:29 GMT
"Is it deep?" I ask
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Post by Madeline Speare on May 27, 2007 17:07:00 GMT
I take off my robe looking at the vcut,"Shit," I mutter putting down my wand,"Deeper than I thoguht,"
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 27, 2007 17:07:40 GMT
"You can heal it though, right?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on May 27, 2007 17:12:26 GMT
I put my hand on the wound and close my eyes. A light starts to glow. I open my eyes and take a look at the wound again,"It'll be fine,"
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 27, 2007 17:13:00 GMT
"I don't even want to know." I decide, taking another swig of firewhiskey.
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Post by Madeline Speare on May 27, 2007 17:13:48 GMT
"Healing powers," I tell him,"All healers get them eventually,"
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 27, 2007 17:15:07 GMT
I nod. "Right, okay then."
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Post by Madeline Speare on May 27, 2007 17:19:20 GMT
I sigh and take another swig,"How did life get so complicated?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 27, 2007 17:20:50 GMT
"When you weren't looking." I reply. "Look away for a moment, and then..." I click my fingers wryly.
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Post by Madeline Speare on May 27, 2007 17:24:14 GMT
I laugh,"Isnt that the truth,"
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Post by Isabella Knox on May 27, 2007 17:24:41 GMT
"Way too true." I agree and take a big gulp of firewhiskey.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 27, 2007 17:26:06 GMT
"Well, at least I'm being agreed with for once." I say, downing the last of my second bottle, and reaching for another.
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Post by Madeline Speare on May 27, 2007 17:30:30 GMT
"Doesnt happen often I'm guessing?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 27, 2007 17:44:22 GMT
"Hardly ever."
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Post by Isabella Knox on May 27, 2007 17:54:42 GMT
"What was Rowan acting like that?" I ask Ian
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 27, 2007 17:56:17 GMT
"He's either rabid, under orders, or just trying for revenge. I don't know which...but he was talking about going home...I don't understand. If he wants revenge, which is the most likely, he wouldn't talk about that."
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Post by Madeline Speare on May 27, 2007 17:57:27 GMT
I look over at Ian waiting for his answer.
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Post by Isabella Knox on May 27, 2007 18:00:33 GMT
"Maybe he's under the Imperius curse." i say. "I was talking to him earlier and he was fine then."
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 27, 2007 18:01:38 GMT
"As fine as he ever is." I mutter.
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Post by Isabella Knox on May 27, 2007 18:03:34 GMT
"He was talking to me....about you." I say, drinking more firewhiskey.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 27, 2007 18:04:12 GMT
"Oh right? What did he say?"
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