The Magical RP
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Thread Topic: The Magical RP
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"I'm afraid I was really stupid to think that and still let you in.." His eyes scanned the other. "But wouldn't it all be true? I'm sure someone in such.. Higher ups.. They wouldn't lie unless it was very important."
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"Well..." Harry shrugged, using a finger to pull the fabric of the jeans away from the wound on his leg, "I kind of killed someone. But it wasn't because I was a crazy ax murderer and I definitely wouldn't do it again."
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"I'm glad. That means this wasn't so bad after all." Gideon did a hairflip, standing up. His eyes were on the wound. "Your wound.. It's from that police officer's shot, isn't it..? Did it get into your leg, or was it merely a scrape? And does it hurt too bad?"
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"It's just a scrape. But yah, it hurts. A lot, actually." Harry sighed, taking his hand away from it so that he wouldn't hurt himself any more by accident. "Got anything for it?"
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He stood, slipping away into his hallway for a moment. He looked around in his hall closet until he found a bottle full of pain meds. He quietly shut the closet doors, returning to him. "Do you need water to swallow them down?"
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Harry shook his head, reaching his open palm out to accept the pills. "And what about bandages? Maybe some disinfectant, too."
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Gideon set the pills in his hand, grunting. "I'll get what you need. I wanted to be a doctor, so of course I'd know such simple things.. Just stay put, okay?" He returned to the hall closet to grab everything he needed. When he returned, he set them down and stared hard at the person on his couch.
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((Sorry I was gone I had work yesterday and class today ;-;))
Harry nodded, watching the man walk off. While he waited, he threw back his head, swallowing the pills in one gulp. Once the man returned, and was staring at him, Harry glared back. "What?" -
(It's fine. :3)
"Y-You just amuse me, that's all. No need to look so cranky.." Gideon quickly looked away, sighing. "As soon as those kick in, I need you to either rip your pants or take them off and borrow some shorts." -
"I'm always cranky, actually." Harry wrinkled his nose; "Rip my pants? You're crazy if you think I'm going to do that. I'll go with the shorts, please, thank you."
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"Alright, alright! I swear, you're going to be the end of me if that's how you are normally." He stood, disappearing yet again to go grab the shorts. When he returned, he flung them at Harry's face.
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"Sorry, I woke up on the wrong side of the sidewalk today." He caught the shorts, huffing at how they were thrown at him, then stood up to take off his pants.
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"Why didn't you say bed?" He asked, blinking. "Isn't the saying 'I woke up on the wrong side of the bed'?"
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"Do I look like the type who can afford to sleep on any side of any bed?" Harry grumbled, carefully pulling off his pants over his injury. "But yes, it's supposed to be bed."
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"Well, maybe you could! I dunno!" Gideon glared at him, sighing. "I'm glad you know what it's supposed to be." He looked at the door.
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