what the fuck happened here ??

[charliecoxdaily]

16/50 pictures of Charlie Cox

[garretfawley]

Garret gave a small nod and found himself examining the animal. “Does he have a broken wing or is it just ripped?” He questioned, which was followed with a small point to the wound that ran up the creature’s wing. A small scoff escaped garret’s mouth as he raised an eyebrow. “Only if I get to make it out of thin air. The castle is too far to walk.” He raised an eyebrow and bowed towards the hippogriff. He watched as the hippogriff seemingly hesitated, but soon he bowed back. Garry stretched his arm out in front of him and let the injured animal sniff him out. He didn’t want to scare it more than it had already been scared. “Hey..” He gave his professor a side glance, awaiting a name for the animal.

[dylanwinston]

Dylan glanced up in annoyance until he heard the question. In a mumbled voice he explained, “Not so much a broken wing as it is fractured. It splits from about here.. To.. Here.” The man added with points to where the fracture line was. Dylan heard the line Garret said and stopped what he was doing to look up at the boy. “If you’re going to be a smartass then fuck off.” His words were very sincere and he hoped Garret understood that. Dylan was in no mood for games of any kind. Dylan watched as the Hippogriff bowed, slowly without folding his wing and rolled his eyes at Garret. “Geoffrey.” He said in a short tone.

[deadlinc]

Violet’s eyes rested on the Hippogriff. With a small nod, her eyes raised to the professor in front of her; but only for a moment. “I’m here to help.. if need be.” She answered and looked at the giant beast in front of her. Her eyes showed her worry and she knew that if anyone saw her, they may deem her weak - she also did not care. The animal rested, but in pain. Violet cleared her throat and pulled out her wand. With a small flick, she had a coffee whizzing at her from the university. She held her hand out as the steaming, hot beverage found it’s way towards her. “Anything else?” She asked. She paused for a moment to move a piece of blonde hair. “I meant for the Hippogriff too.” She clarified and looked at the man in an impatient fashion.

[dylanwinston]

Dylan licked his lips briskly in an effort to keep himself hydrated. being up all night with the injured Hippogriff wasn’t something he deemed exciting, but he knew he had to help him. He gave a head tilt which he considered to be a nod. He didn’t expect the coffee, but he nodded and stuck his hand out with a small smile. The cup seemed hot, but he drunk it in almost 3 seconds flat. Thee man couldn’t understand why everything he was doing wasn’t helping Geoffrey. “Well..” He said and lookesd around. “I’ve been doing absolutely nothing from the giant book that’s over there on the chair so if you want, have a flick through and tell me if you see anything interesting.” He lips pursed together and he tilted his head at the Hippogriff. Come on, he thought. He knew exactly everything that was in that book, but none of it had seemed to help. It’d get the girl out of his face though

[dylanwinston]

Dylan’s eyes narrowed as he heard the question. He didn’t understand why people cared what he was up to, but he knew he had to play nice. “One of the hippogriffs flew into a tree so he’s on the mend. What’s it to you, kid?” His voice was lower than usual since he’d been up throughout the night making sure that Goffery was okay. Yes, he named the animals; it was almost a hobby and he didn’t care who knew. His shades hung low on his face as he bent down to finish what he was doing and a slight groan came from his aching muscles and the look of 'guy who had no place to go at night' seemed to ooze off of him that day. Dylan looked up to see the kid still standing there "Can you get me a coffee if you're just going to stand around?"