Room 1

[dragonofgrey]

The grey pallor had faded from his features, and his breathing has shifted to deeper patterns. Not as shallow as before. Draco's eyes fluttered awake, unsure of where he was for a moment, and very groggy still from the remnants of morphine. He shifted a little, and then there was a small moan as pain flared. He slowly peered down at himself, lots

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[fortunes_phase]

She appears in the room, checking on them like she promised Miniver.

Moon comes to the bedside, her expression dark, and looks down at Draco. When she speaks, her voice is quiet so she won't wake Miniver, but just because it's quiet, doesn't mean the edge isn't there.

"What the hell did you think you were doing?"

[dragonofgrey]

"Hmmm... what?" Draco blearily replied, and blinked. Trying to gather his thoughts.

"What happened...ow!" He started to say and then winced as more pain flared in his shoulder.

[fortunes_phase]

"What happened?"

She crosses her arms.

"You and Ruin. Dagger and sword. You got the raw end of that. Ruin and Mary Anne brought you back here after you passed out, sewed you up and left you with Miniver. Poor thing was so upset!"

[dragonofgrey]

Draco frowned as events slowly came back to him. Oh that.

He then questioned, "They did? Didn't think he would after I got a good blow to him. Probably still won't discourage him either, bugger. Have to keep an eye out." Keeping his voice low not to wake Miniver.