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Post by Girty Hubbles on Jul 25, 2006 11:47:02 GMT
Girty came stumbling into the common room and she flung her bag off onto the floor and moved towards the fire. She sat down opposite it and took a deep breath.
Her breathing became slow but steady and she closed her eyes, falling into a dream like sate. She remained silent and still as her mind rest searching through memories to try and find the correct moment.
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Aug 1, 2006 14:44:04 GMT
Grace jumped as she heard a bag being thrown onto the floor. She nearly dropped her Ancient Runes book onto the floor when Girty sat opposite the fire. She seemed stressed. Grace saw sitting on the tub next to the fire place and stared curiously at Girty. She was breathing, breathing as though it was all she was thinking of. "Girt?" Grace asked, leaning forwards, "are you alright?"
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Aug 1, 2006 16:20:56 GMT
Girty slowly opened her eye and looked at the person talking to her. At first her mind was so blank no names could come to her as she starred at the girl as if she had never seen her before in her life and asking such a question was strange. But when her mind slowly went back into reality things came back to her.
"Oh Grace it is only you. Yes things are OK." Girty then closed her eyes and slowed her breathing down.
"Bit late for reading is it not?"
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Aug 1, 2006 16:30:25 GMT
Grace smiled proudly, "not when you have a two foot long essay due for tomorrow!" She looked at Girty, her smile faded. "You don't look so good, Girt, are you sure you're OK?"
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Aug 1, 2006 16:44:15 GMT
Girty listened to what grace had to say but kept her eyes closed.
"I have been on a long journey. Though time and memories. It is a strange and weired feeling and takes a lot out of you."
She took a deep breath and let it out trying to calm her whole self down.
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Aug 1, 2006 20:01:43 GMT
Grace frowned, "I'm afraid I have no clue what you're talking about!"
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Aug 1, 2006 21:23:15 GMT
Girty opened her eyes suddenly and her breathing started to become more rapid.
"Well you would not" she snapped "It is terrible you face your fears all for some stupid thing." she turned and stared at the fire thinking back on the memories that were brought up.
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Aug 4, 2006 15:32:44 GMT
Grace was still confused but tried to help her friend as she had when she was in trouble. "Well, you faced them, didn't you? Your fears, that is. And you came out again, they didn't consume you. And that is a comforting thought." She smiled at Girty, hoping that might be of some help.
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Aug 4, 2006 20:22:01 GMT
Girty turned to look at Grace slowly opening your eyes. She smiled.
"You know...you are right. i did not get hurt apart form the pain of the past. But then it passes as all things do." She sighed and slowly stood up.
"Stuff this breathing. What could does it do apart from deprive the oxygen to my brain."
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Aug 4, 2006 23:09:47 GMT
Grace smiled, glad to have been of constructive service. She sat back and lifted her feet onto the sofa. She closed the book on her lap and smiled contently. "Breathing is lovely," Grace said dreamily, "if you ask me, relaxing and soothing and ... " she paused, then shrugged, "I just think it's lovely."
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Aug 5, 2006 9:07:04 GMT
Girty nodded.
"Yes it is good. It keeps me alive. And anything that keeps me alive must be the most brilliant thing in the world, because where would you be with out me." She giggled to herself and placed some more logs on the fire to create a nice glow.
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Aug 5, 2006 15:16:48 GMT
Grace giggled, and nodded, "yeah you're right, Girt, where would I be!?" She shook her head, laughing quietly to herself, and looked down at her cold hands. She leaned forwards and held out her hands towards the fire, to try to warm them.
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Aug 5, 2006 21:13:32 GMT
Girty smiled.
"Heck i have to big myself up sometimes. No one else does it for me." she laughed and sat down by the fire.
"You look as cold as ice Miss Marks. Come sit by the fire and erm...have this pillow." She laughed as she pulled the pillow off the sofa behind her and patted it on the floor for Grace.
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Aug 9, 2006 17:44:40 GMT
Grace smiled and moved onto the floor next to Girty. She hugged the pillow in her cold arms and stared at the fire. She had indeed been cold. She had been getting colder and colder ever since she had found out she was going to see her father soon. She decided to talk. "Well," she began, thinking a little, then continuing, "what fear was it? If I may ask."
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Aug 9, 2006 18:00:40 GMT
Girty looked up at Grace.
"It is the worst thing that has happened in my life. Thank God." Girty tried to put on a fake smile as the memory came back her.
"It is when this happened to me." She rolled up her trouser leg and by the fire light the scar tissue on her leg could be seen.
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