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 Posted: Sun May 15, 2011 6:29 pm
Should he be carrying things... probably not... because it was his other arm... it was probably ok. "Just get your own broom and we will get going... Don't worry Serge... We will get to the hospital wing in a matter of minutes."
He waited for Serge carefully moving his left arm. It was swelling and turning an angry red... turning almost purple. He swallowed. He had to be strong for Serge. "Come on... Even with a handicap.... ill beat you to the hospital wing!"
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2011 8:20 pm
Serge stared at his friend. Would he really be fine? He knew brooms weren't heavy, but who knows how weak Kennedy was now that his arm was broken. Maybe he was completely ill now, or a helpless baby bird. Serge was tempted to throw his friend over his back and carry him off to the hospital wing himself, though it wouldn't be a good idea. He probably would have dropped him, and then he'd be even worse off.
"I don't think you should!" Serge trotted behind his friend, worry creasing his brow. "You shouldn't run!" Serge was really no fun at all like this.
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 8:04 am
Kennedy felt like crap... and Serge wasn't being his normal chipper self. Kennedy rolled his eyes and shook his head. "Serge, Its my arm.... not my legs... " He sighed. "If i run... i get my arm fixed faster."
Kennedy shrugged. "Ok mr serge... what do you want to do to get to the hospital wing?" His arm was throbbing. He really just wanted to curl up and cry. But he had to be calm and collected so serge wouldn't get anymore insane about all this.
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