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hh_mirror2006-06-09 09:21 pm
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Hurley visits the Gameskeeper's Hut. (Closed RP: Hurley, Charlie, Fillerbunny)
Hurley waited for Charlie in the Great Hall, dressed casually, his usual cane nowhere to be seen, but with a cheap bag of golf clubs by his side.
He passed the time sharing his new book with Fillerbunny, a Ravenclaw whom he'd met while laid up in the Infirmary. Hurley read aloud, in a friendly voice that one would associate with happy children's stories:
He looked up at Fillerbunny.
He looked back at the book. He flipped to the next page, and the next, subvocalizing occasional words like 'blood' and 'convulsion', and then said hastily:
"Let's, uh... skip the next three pages."
He passed the time sharing his new book with Fillerbunny, a Ravenclaw whom he'd met while laid up in the Infirmary. Hurley read aloud, in a friendly voice that one would associate with happy children's stories:
"Bigwig was lying on his side, his back legs kicking and struggling. A length of twisted copper wire, gleaming dully in the first sunlight, was looped round his neck and ran taut across..."Hurley trailed off.
He looked up at Fillerbunny.
He looked back at the book. He flipped to the next page, and the next, subvocalizing occasional words like 'blood' and 'convulsion', and then said hastily:
"Let's, uh... skip the next three pages."