RP: Recovering with Muggles
Date: January 30, 2006 Characters: Terence Location: Sweden Private/Public: Private Rating: - Warnings: - Summary: Terence peices some stuff together
It had been a couple of days now and he still wasn't positive where he was, though he could make some guesses. There were a few things that he did know- he was definatly with muggles. They seemed to know something about healing, but he was in no way confident in their ability, and from the way they talked, he was still in Sweden- which meant he was probably somewhere near Malmo.
From crude hand gestures he was able to gather that they had found him in the alley and taken him here, to their home. He had no idea why he wasn't taken to a hospital nor did he know the whereabouts of his wand. A few trips to the window had indeed confirmed that he wasn't able to leave that way and getting through this house didn't seem like it was going to be easy anyway.
The Hansson's were a nice bunch of people, he supposed. They had a three year old daughter that had taken to reading to him when her parents didn't know she was in his room. Of course, he had no bleeding clue what she was saying, but the blonde curls were adorable, as was her effort.
He'd begun to wonder if friends, particularly Ginger, was missing him, or had even thought to be alarmed. Normally, he wouldn't worry about it, but the injuries were not healing quickly at all and he didn't have his wand to help them along. He cursed himself for not looking up muggle medicine- but then, why in the world would he have thought to do that?
Laying in his bed he sighed and looked down at his abdomen again and the place where the skin was literally sewn together. His stomach rolled and he looked away. Crude creatures- muggles.