SPOILER!!: Mordred
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What…What? Health what?
Max squinted his eyes at the memo he received from Anthony, and wondered WHAT was this all about. Does St. Mungo’s know that the people in the Ministry are VERY busy people? It is THE government, for crying out loud and these loons can’t just barge in and TELL them to suspend their work so that they could run their dumb tests on them! Just so they know, being a Ministry employee is not some kind of walk in the park job, so OF COURSE they’re bound to get stressed and cranky at some point, yes? Well, what do these Mungo’s healers know anyway?
Rolling his eyes, and jamming the memo inside his suit’s breast pocket, Max made his way to the Healer and Care Station. Upon entry however, Max stopped and squinted at Brad and Jamie’s station. MERLIN. IT IS THE UGLIEST CREATION he has EVER seen. The white walls did not scare him, given that they worked in an abandoned Asylum, but the smell? Yech. Max made a face, almost gagging at the scent. Slowly but surely, he approached the Head Healer, and gave his supervisor, Fuller, a nod. “This better be worth my time, Brad. I have a nephew to rescue.” Max leaned on the counter and watched the others as they lined up.
Hearing Healer Donovan's first name, Wandastian assumed he'd be taking that particular evaluation. So, instead of inserting himself, Wandy left the man to it.
Poor, POOR stressed out Healer Donovan. He needed a little something to cheer him up after such a disastrous, time-consuming start.
SPOILER!!: OwlEcho63
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OwlEcho63 Health Evaluations?
Why was St. Mungo's even at the Ministry? If it weren't for the memo Jack got, he would've thought the Healers were still in their hospital curing people of spattergroit. And now they had to get health evaluations? Did they not know how busy he was? It was preposterous.
The room he entered looked much like the asylum he had to work in. Overall, it wasn't the most comforting feeling. He looked at the clock to see when he could leave. It seemed to be almost running backwards. This better be worth my time, he thought grimly.
"May I please have your full name and department level?" Their system of organization had been a smart one, going by departments. There was simply too many Ministry employees to go any other way. Snaps to them for being so terribly clever!
"Smile! It'll be over soon."...Unless there was cause for it not be. And then, well...Many different things would happen then.
SPOILER!!: BanaBatGirl
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"Yep!" Tori Anna John Smith, twenty-six years old, chirped helpfully. "I go by just 'Jo' for short, please." Her sharp eyes missed nothing and it seemed like this hot-hot-hot Healer was as suspicious of her as she was of him.
Oh what fun this assignment would be!
She leaned toward him across the counter a little more and lowered her voice. "I know you have a lot of patients to see, and we are all very busy employees who just want to get back to work, so I promise to fully cooperate with whatever you may need me to do, Healer."
Jo. What a clever nickname...
Skimming down Ms. Smith's file, the Healer noted a discrepancy with hair color but this wasn't something too unusual. Many woman changed their hair styles these days, forgetting to update vital information in company records.
Wandastian was seconds away from suggesting they proceed back to a private examination room, when the employee leaned in and began whispering. Normally, the come-ons were lost on him, being the rather awkward man he was,...and this time really wasn't any different.
"Ma'am, I appreciate your willingness to comply." Had the young woman needed to inch in just to inform him of this? Was she concerned he wouldn't understand with all the commotion crowding the space?
"I can assure you I won't ask you to do anything too strenuous..." SPOILER!!: Optimist
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Optimist Kyle was annoyed to say the least. And she was confused. What on earth was Tori doing here? She felt her eyes widen and her eyebrows furrow momentarily as she heard the name the healer had said. Should she cover for her? Should she? It was daring. She wasn’t usually daring. She’d do it.
“Jo! Hey, I didn’t know you were coming in today” she grinned at her and then smiled over to the healer in question. “Jo was awesome when it comes to testing out brooms; sad to see she’s working in the Floo Network now” she grinned and gave Tori Jo a quick look. Almost questioning what she was even doing there. "When did you get back from Mumbai?" she said in a hushed tone, practically feeding Tori the information. What. She wasn't an informant or anything.
Yes. She knew that Tori was a reporter – Charlie had mentioned something other like before moving away. Still her speaking bit was over. She just sat back and waited now for someone, anyone, to test her for whatever issue was going around the ministry now.
"Excuse me...was there an issue with the food or something?" She asked nervously as she tugged on the sleeve of her jacket. "I mean...I don't want to become a wood-eating-thing again." She muttered and glanced around at the people around her.
What was wrong? Why was she here?
Suddenly, there was another rather perky young lady...speaking at him. Wandastian stared her down, keen eyes dissecting her every word and movement.
She seemed to be a nervous little thing. Stress did that, of course. So, it wasn't uncommon. All of a sudden, you have a notice posted, demanding you attend these evaluations. No other information provided. It was all going to taken care of shortly, however...
"I'm sorry, ma'am. If you'll take a seat, either myself or Healer Donovan will be with you shortly."