Comments | hogwarts_hocus: Closed RP in the Hospital Wing: Elliot, Franky, and the Hospital Wing staff

battlefranky36 in hogwarts_hocus

Closed RP in the Hospital Wing: Elliot, Franky, and the Hospital Wing staff

Jan 29, 2007 22:05

Franky didn't get along with many people. Usually, it took a strong event for him to form a bond with anybody. Even then, he might not get along with them.

So why the hell was he helping somebody that he just met?! As he and Elliot walked toward the Hospital Wing, he kept asking himself this same question. Maybe it had to do with the fact that ( Read more... )

elliot, rp, franky

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elliotreed January 30 2007, 21:23:46 UTC

Elliot was pratically bouncing back and forth on the heels of her toes as she walked along the halls with her new found friend. He seemed so nice, offering to walk her to the hospital wing and everything! Maybe finally she'd get her bearings around this place. She hoped so anyways.

As he spoke, she turned to look over at him, trying not to sound too eager as she responded. "Well, you don't have to or anything, but I mean, like, if you want to, or whatever, that would be fine"

battlefranky36 January 31 2007, 20:44:37 UTC

"I don't really have anything to do, so I guess I'll come in with you," Franky said, trying his hardest to sound cool. Opening the door, he gestured to Elliot. "After you."

elliotreed February 2 2007, 01:07:18 UTC

"Thank you!" Elliot replied ethusiastically as she made her way through the door, big grin of her face as she did. Perhaps this would be easier then she expected it to be.

battlefranky36 February 2 2007, 05:47:54 UTC

Following in after her, Franky looked around. He had been here once before, but it was still a strange place to him. "Any idea what to do now?" he asked Elliot, staring at a rather severe looking instrument uncomfortably.

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nannynutter February 2 2007, 11:56:40 UTC

There was a loud bang as Agnes was forcefully thrown the entire breadth of the Wing, flying from one patient's bed to landing in a heap on a thankfully empty bed on the other side. Muttering to herself she got back to her feet and rubbed fruitlessly at the soot on her face. She paused as she noticed the two people and frowned. "Yes?" she asked, trying her best to look dignified, which wasn't the easiest thing in the world when you have soot all over your face and your hair is all over the place. To hell with it Agnes thought I'm one hundred ande twelve yeares olde, it's a looke I can get away with.