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BanaBatGirl · 08-05-2014, 03:03 AM

SPOILER!!: Argument of the Healers! HEHE

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Originally Posted by GrapehSarah

Oh joy. Another one. These poor people that were being submitted to this. At least no one from Mungo's had shown up yet. But where in the world was Caroline? With this people lining up he was going to need some help to. He also needed to inform her that they weren't going to be taking this seriously. More faking the evals than anything.

"All right. I'll need your name and what department you belong to." That way he could check her off. He probably should've asked that guy for that info too. But wouldn't matter. Wasn't like he was trying very hard.

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Originally Posted by Wandastian Epitaph

The stress in the atmosphere was making Wandastian need a hot oil treatment. Stat! It'd been a good job he'd gotten a detailed map, as well. This building, while infested with his anxiety and germs, was a labyrinth of corridors and lifts.

He paused to apply some hand sanitizer.

Pushing his way into another room, checking for employees that might be hiding or trying to get out of being these VERY IMPORTANT examinations, Wandy proceeded to the Healer Station. Many people are already turned up, looking none to happy about it. Well, that was essentially too bad. They were all so sick. With each passing second, the signs and symptoms presented themselves.

He contemplated possible stress-relieving activities while \slathering on more hand sanitizer. Some zen gardening would've been spectacularly lovely right about now.

Healer Donovan had his hands full, so Wandastian took the next 'patient'. Oh, she was a HAPPY one. Her grinning face was what the Healers loved to see...but perhaps she was covering up something much more traumatic. Yes, yes...Wandy had seen it many, many times. Very unfortunate.

"Healer Donovan, allow me to take this one." The very busy Healer received a wide smile. It was explicitly clear Wandastian was leaving no room for arguments. "I need your full name and your level." The appointment book was indicated.

Well this was just lovely, wasn't it? It was quite like watching a Quidditch match between the two Healers, that woman from another floor, and everyone else standing around waiting to be evaluated. Tori was immensely amused AND taking detailed mental notes about all of this. Yes. All the arguing made for GREAT newspaper material.

So.

Her name.

She cleared her throat slightly and blinked up at this NEW Healer, this much cuter one. "I'm from level...... six." That was, what, Transportation? Yeah, because seven was sports, and five was cooperation... Tori was totally rocking this.

"Last name: Smith, first name... well what do you have me under? I actually go by my middle name." She was pulling that one out of her butt and counting on it + her good looks and charming smile to work. Smith was a very common name, so it was easy to assume that a busy and important department like Transportation would have a Smith in there somewhere. Little did she know that there was, in fact, a Smith on Level Six.

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BanaBatGirl Banshee Join Date: May 2007 Location: Gotham Posts: 51,216 Hogwarts RPG Name: TBD Gryffindor Hogwarts RPG Name: Zara H. Bunbury-Foster Slytherin Fifth Year	Professor Pink \| Mrs. Bruce Wayne \| I'm on a Goat \| Glitterpuff \| Dumbledore's Defense Squad \| BHB SPOILER!!: Argument of the Healers! HEHE Quote: Originally Posted by GrapehSarah Oh joy. Another one. These poor people that were being submitted to this. At least no one from Mungo's had shown up yet. But where in the world was Caroline? With this people lining up he was going to need some help to. He also needed to inform her that they weren't going to be taking this seriously. More faking the evals than anything. "All right. I'll need your name and what department you belong to." That way he could check her off. He probably should've asked that guy for that info too. But wouldn't matter. Wasn't like he was trying very hard. Quote: Originally Posted by Wandastian Epitaph The stress in the atmosphere was making Wandastian need a hot oil treatment. Stat! It'd been a good job he'd gotten a detailed map, as well. This building, while infested with his anxiety and germs, was a labyrinth of corridors and lifts. He paused to apply some hand sanitizer. Pushing his way into another room, checking for employees that might be hiding or trying to get out of being these VERY IMPORTANT examinations, Wandy proceeded to the Healer Station. Many people are already turned up, looking none to happy about it. Well, that was essentially too bad. They were all so sick. With each passing second, the signs and symptoms presented themselves. He contemplated possible stress-relieving activities while \slathering on more hand sanitizer. Some zen gardening would've been spectacularly lovely right about now. Healer Donovan had his hands full, so Wandastian took the next 'patient'. Oh, she was a HAPPY one. Her grinning face was what the Healers loved to see...but perhaps she was covering up something much more traumatic. Yes, yes...Wandy had seen it many, many times. Very unfortunate. "Healer Donovan, allow me to take this one." The very busy Healer received a wide smile. It was explicitly clear Wandastian was leaving no room for arguments. "I need your full name and your level." The appointment book was indicated. Well this was just lovely, wasn't it? It was quite like watching a Quidditch match between the two Healers, that woman from another floor, and everyone else standing around waiting to be evaluated. Tori was immensely amused AND taking detailed mental notes about all of this. Yes. All the arguing made for GREAT newspaper material. So. Her name. She cleared her throat slightly and blinked up at this NEW Healer, this much cuter one. "I'm from level...... six." That was, what, Transportation? Yeah, because seven was sports, and five was cooperation... Tori was totally rocking this. "Last name: Smith, first name... well what do you have me under? I actually go by my middle name." She was pulling that one out of her butt and counting on it + her good looks and charming smile to work. Smith was a very common name, so it was easy to assume that a busy and important department like Transportation would have a Smith in there somewhere. Little did she know that there was, in fact, a Smith on Level Six. __________________ yeah, there's one thing about me that you should know________________________________ __________________________________________that I can't help from speaking my mind