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Feb. 21st, 2008 09:32 pm
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*writing is more uneven than usual, blotched where the quill was held at the wrong angle*


Can someone take notes for me I'm sick


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hate full moon         could fly and fly if they let me have a broom and
               be on the other side of the earth when it's night so
        hate when it was
*jagged line*         cold

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*journal dangles from bruised, listless fingers as he stares blindly toward the ceiling, lip curled faintly over his teeth, shuddering faintly every now and then as Skelegro and nerve potions work their wonders on his fragile form*

Date: 2008-02-22 11:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nogyaru.livejournal.com
Momo put on her cheeriest smile and rounded the corner.

"I brought some more Dickinson, I hope you don't mind, she's just so-" Momo stopped short and felt her jaw drop. It wasn't until a minute after that she realized she let out a high pitch squeak. Jei was covered in various scratches and bruises. This was not sick. This was torture.

After a moment when the shock passed, she tried speaking once more. "J-jei. What on earth... how did you... Are you in pain? Are you okay?" Stupid questions. He was already in the Hospital. Something obviously was wrong.

Date: 2008-02-24 12:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jeitaken.livejournal.com
Jei flinched at the distress in her voice -- this was always the worst part about being seen after a full moon.

"I'm...." He coughed -- the second-worst part was how much it hurt to speak. "I got... I fell." That was usually a safe excuse. Nothing strange; nobody's fault. He hunched his aching shoulders a bit, unconsciously braced for disbelief or disapproval.

Date: 2008-02-24 12:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nogyaru.livejournal.com
Momo hadn't been trained for years in first aid for nothing. She could see the way the boy strained and struggled to breath and force out words.

"You fell? How many times? A dozen by the looks of it!" Momo sat down her book and chocolate on the bed side table.

"Jei, I don't want to force you to talk anymore than you have to... but, did someone do this to you?" She reached up and played with a strand of her own hair feeling rather self conscious. What an issue. It hit too close to home. "I mean. Is someone hurting you. Like a bully?"

Date: 2008-02-24 01:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jeitaken.livejournal.com
"No!" He tried to shout, but the word came out in an angry rasp. "I would... I would not let that happen...."

It was a lie: with so little known about his condition, he was strictly proscribed from physical violence in case he lost control and tried to bite someone, and fellow first-years frequently took advantage of his apparent disinclination to fight back. But he honestly felt that he would never let anybody go this far in harming him. That privilege was his alone.

Close to panic for fear that this might be the end of his secret, he blurted, "I... I snuck into the Forbidden Forest, and fell over a root into a, a nest of ghouls, and -- and Professor Fish found me just in time, and... and if I get detention, it's no better than I deserve...."

Date: 2008-02-24 01:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nogyaru.livejournal.com
Momo jumped at the sudden reaction. "Okay... It's just, sometimes you can't control what happens to you. It doesn't matter how much you do to prevent it." She was silent for a minute. "If... someone does, you know, bully you. You'll let me know, right? I want to help."

Momo blinked. "Why did you go out to the forest?" Rukia had told Momo about Jei's blindness. The choice in wandering locations seemed very strange. Especially when the lack of sight would make it all the more dangerous.

Date: 2008-02-25 02:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jeitaken.livejournal.com
Unwillingly, Jei nodded, even though the petty pranks that he had been subjected to were only likely to get worse if he was known to hide behind someone's skirts.

"I'll... tell you. Or someone." Under his breath, he muttered, "It would be all right if they let me hit back."

With a slightly defiant expression, he told another half-truth: "I test myself sometimes. That way... if there is something I do not do, it... it is not because of my eyes...."

Date: 2008-02-25 02:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nogyaru.livejournal.com
Momo nodded. "Good. I know a lot of times people like to keep bullying to themselves because they think they're weak or something for letting it happen. But, it's not good to keep it all in. Telling someone saved me once or twice from a really bad situation." Momo smiled sadly, squeezing Jei's hand.

"Oh, I see. You could have picked a less dangerous place to go wandering though. The Forbidden Forest if just too dangerous."

Date: 2008-02-25 10:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jeitaken.livejournal.com
Jei's frown deepens. So much kindness has come his way since arriving at Hogwarts, and he isn't sure how to handle it, but he clings a bit to Momo's hand, a solid connection to someone else. "Sometimes it works," he admits, a bit sullenly. "And I know. Professor Fish said the same thing."

Date: 2008-02-26 02:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nogyaru.livejournal.com
Momo smiled as she felt Jei's thin fingers tighten around hers. "Right. And if you really want to go, ask me to come too. I wont say anything, I'll let you do it all by yourself. I'll just keep an eye out so this wont happen again." Turning back to her gift she uncovered some chocolate from it's fancy tinfoil cover. "Here, have some chocolate. It'll cheer you up."

Date: 2008-02-26 06:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jeitaken.livejournal.com
His mouth twisted, a bit too ironically for his eleven years. "It's harder to sneak two into the Forest. But..." but you brought me chocolate. The mere smell was enough to drive some of the sadness out of his mind. His face still turned away, he fumblingly accepted the gift. "Thank you."

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