| William Anthony Biggs-Turner ( @ 2009-02-06 20:51:00 |
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| Entry tags: | brendan prince, william biggs-turner |
Who: William, Brendan and probably Carson
What: William is healed!
Where: Their place
When: Wednesday evening
Rating: PG-13 for now
His legs had feeling in them.
He was sitting, unable to do much else. Emily was in front of him.
"Does Brendan have the ability to control people?" She'd asked.
"No. He doesn't have an ability." William had lied.
Certainly he was still having to use aid (the muscles had laid unused for a good few weeks now) the man didn't mind the crutches because he could actually put weight on his feet again. He had more control, more movement and he could feel his legs!
"What do you know of Peter Kelley?" She'd asked, he'd stared at her blankly. Nothing was his answer and she believed him.
William had ditched the wheel chair in favor of the crutches, thankful Emily had let him off at a place not far from his home. She'd offered to drop him off in front of his house but he wanted to move again. In the past weeks he'd done far too much sitting. Far too much idling. His legs were begging for movement.
"Tell me about Charles Elkins." Emily had said. She wanted to know things before helping him and William gladly told her what little information he had on the man. All was well. She gave him the blood transfusion.
Making his way carefully up the steps (he'd put his crutches on a step and then pull himself up) the man opened the door and thumped inside. He leaned heavily on one crutch and pushed the door closed with the other.
"Brendan?" He called out. Trinket padded up to meet him, yipping.