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The Wizarding World Captain
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 Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 9:51 pm
 The Beach House is used for Hermione Granger's Death Eater Rehabilitation Program, its primary use being a safe, therapeutic environment for members of the program.
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 1:13 pm
Alright, Wilkes, enough is enough. *Knocks on the male's door, pausing for several moments before pushing it open* You've slept most of the day's sun away; it's time to take advantage of those positive chemicals you've got locked up in that head of yours. *Smiles*
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 1:23 pm
....*Stares at the door from where he sits at the edge of his bed, silent for a long moment before looking away as she enters.*
I'd rather not, thank you.
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 1:25 pm
By now you should be used to pushy women.
Come on, we both could use some exercise. Indoors, even. There's a couple of treadmills downstairs.
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 1:27 pm
That's something I shouldn't have to be.
Neither should I be ridiculed like this any further.
I appreciate what you're attempting to do, but I'm not going downstairs.
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 1:29 pm
...Well no one's down there, and Healer Granger won't be in until tomorrow.
*Smiles* You have a point though. You don't have to go if you don't want to.
But I'd like you to. I need to drop two pounds and you need to gain a light rush.
Please?
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 1:30 pm
You don't need to lose any weight. Stop being ridiculous.
*Shifts so he swings his legs back up onto the bed, settling back against the headboard.*
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 1:33 pm
I do if I want to fit in the dress my brother gave me for my birthday.
It's two pounds. *Grins* If I fail miserably at my goal, I swear I still won't skip out on desert.
Don't make me pout. It's humiliating and it'll be awkward for both of us. Please come jog with me?
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 1:38 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 1:38 pm
Then is it okay if I come sit with you?
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 1:41 pm
-_-
Why are you bothering? I'm sure Alecto or even Evan would enjoy your company right now.
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 1:47 pm
We both know the basic factual answer to that. I won't play word games with you, Wilkes. The upfront fact is neither of those two tried to kill themselves last week.
The not-so-basic reason is less program-oriented. I genuinely want to spend time with you.
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 1:48 pm
Well, I don't.
I'm not trying to be offensive. I just want to be left alone.
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 1:50 pm
*Sighs lightly, appearing troubled* Alright.
*Moves back to the door, hesitating* I'll be downstairs. Just in case you just want to talk. Or not talk. There's a pool down there, and it's freaking huge. *Flashes a sad sort of smile and leaves*
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 1:53 pm
*Watches after her before looking down to his boot-clad feet. Sighs heavily and lays his head back.*
This is so stupid...
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...*Gets up, rolling his sleeves up as he makes his way down the hall and then the stairs.*
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