Angel of the North
Ricking your ankle
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Re: A Trampolinist at the Chalet School (SCS)
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She smiled, and went for a wander through the grounds, as it was far
too warm to be inside. The site was pretty, and she wandered at will,
getting a feel for the place, and watching people disembark from the
train and head to the san.
She suddenly realised she was in the Heads' private gardens and would
have left, but she saw Margot on a bench. She was unnaturally still,
and Andrea was alarmed. She knew about the Head's epilepsy, and watched
her carefully. Walking to the bench, she addressed Margot with an
apology, only to get a grunt. Her eye-lids were closed, and fluttering
unnaturally, and her hands were rubbing against each other, chafing red
Suddenly the eyes opened, but she didn't seem to be
there. Instead, she was climbing on the bench, and flapping her arms.
Alarmed, Andrea spoke to her, spotting her, so that she if she fell,
the fall would be controlled.
"How long has she been like this?" The voice of Rachel Coussens cut through the concentration.
"Not sure. I only found her by accident. Is this a seizure?"
"Yes. Now, if you don't mind, I'll take care of her." In a gentler
voice, Matron addressed Margot, who responded to the simpler questions,
and gradually came out of the seizure. Feeling she wasn't wanted,
Andrea fled rapidly.
A couple of hours later, she was
hurt to overhear herself being criticised for her uselessness, and lack
of head in a crisis. Of course, had she been a Chaletian, she would
have known that shutting her ears would have been a better idea, but
she carried on, and really didn't like what she heard.