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**Loranys Lilyfield** · 08-06-2014, 07:19 AM

SPOILER!!: my future husband & bestie

Leaping leprechauns! Did Ravaora hear that? DID she hear the way he was continuing to ramble despite the gentle care she had already bestowed upon him? Oh sweet Merlin he was getting WORSE. He might not even make it to their wedding day!

"Ooooooooooooooooooh my Meeeeeeeeeeeerlin, you fear that as well?" she gasped, both hands over her chest and hair looking especially frizzy. Only, unlike her bestie, Loranys had a better bedside manner and didn't outright tell her patients they were dying. "Oh PLEASE, you have to, you just have to. I know this is AWFULLY unprofessional...but I just KNOW. You know? YOU KNOW!" And of course her bestie would KNOW what she was talking about. "I am sure I brought some of my potions for the more extreme cases along with us. Use whatever you think is necessary."

HEAL HIM!

"I need to go to the other examination point, but DON'T hesitate to contact me if things take a turn for the worst!"

Because she would totally be able to find someone to perform the wedding ceremony before he passed. Then she could be Mirs Loranys Lobelia McHotter.

Quote:

Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo

He. Didn't. Want to. Be here.

How obvious was this? Couldn't they tell from the look on his face? The better question was, didn't that Mr. Epitaph know when his Healers were not wanted nor were the needed? Health checks, it was a joke and a rather non-amusing one at that. As the Senior Underscretary had tried to explain, there was nothing wrong with the employees working within the Ministry, no matter what reports they got from elsewhere.

With the deepest scowl set in place and his hands buried deep into the pockets of his pants, the man made his entrance. Like everyone else, he had an appointment, and he'd shown up on time so he wouldn't be forced to mingle.

"Gavin Isaacs, Senior Undersecretary." Let's hurry this thing along, shall we? There was a madwoman tackling someone to the ground and another with Williamson. Poor bloke. Just one of those better you than me scenarios in truth. Personal space, he would stay over here and keep his.

She was just about to clip clop her way out of the room when Heart Throb McGav entered. She could TOTALLY afford a few more minutes here. Besides, she would need a backup in case Hottie McHotter didn't make it out.

"Ooooooooooh, right THIS way, Mr. Undersecretary," she giggled as she avoiding a flirtatious slip-up of his title, but only just barely. She swiftly, but carefully, slipped her arm under his so she could escort him to the designated area. "Just a few nyahaha routine checks and questions and you will be all set."

She had already taken note of the way he had been trying to isolated himself. Not a good sign, not at all. It could only mean ONE thing.

"Tell me, what have you had to eat today?" Oh dear future husband number two.

08-06-2014, 07:19 AM	#68 (permalink)
Loranys Lilyfield St. Mungo's Healer Dugbog Join Date: Jul 2014 Location: BEHIND YOU! NAHAHAHA Posts: 114	SPOILER!!: my future husband & bestie Quote: Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl For the LOVE of CIRCE......! William had NOT just been STRAPPED DOWN and SILENCED by this woman! Wasn't she here to save his life, not PREVENT AIR from getting to his nose and mouth!!! He was really starting to panic now, with all these additional diagnoses and the "Healer" screaming for a Ravanora. What was that even?! Some kind of potion?!! WAS SHE GOING TO KILL HIM?!!! WAS SHE ONE OF THOSE "Death Angel" HEALERS?!?!?!!!!!!! "Haaaaaaaallllllllllllllllllllllllllpppppppppppppp pppppppppp," William did his best to moan from the stretcher. Somebody, anybody! He could barely even turn his head to see who all was IN this technology center!!!! Quote: Originally Posted by Ravaora Silverkin Hold the snitch! That shrill screeching!!! Loranys!! Ravaora whipped around at the sudden call to action and practically FLEW over to her bestfriend and the patie---"Hopping hippogriffs!!!" The Healer's eyes were WIDE as she leaned forward with all the care in the medical world. Just look at him. Hardly able to move, the poor dear. His motor skills must have been going too. She'd seen a few like that since morning. This place got more tragic by the hour. "So many.....so.....many....." DISEASES. She turned to Loranys. "Have you told him he's dying as yet?" Because that was HER job best friend or not. Eyes still wide, she turned to the obviously disoriented--or delusional if he was asking for help when help was RIGHT HERE--man. Ravaora placed her hand to his face and sighed deeply. "If it's the last thing I do. You will LIVE! Living is what we DO, OKAY??" She just needed to get him to the room and he would be properly taken care of, him and all his lovely muscle. Oh yes, this one was nice, he would have to live for sure. "Do you mind giving a watch for me?" She asked as she prepared to leave. No time to waste! Leaping leprechauns! Did Ravaora hear that? DID she hear the way he was continuing to ramble despite the gentle care she had already bestowed upon him? Oh sweet Merlin he was getting WORSE. He might not even make it to their wedding day! "Ooooooooooooooooooh my Meeeeeeeeeeeerlin, you fear that as well?" she gasped, both hands over her chest and hair looking especially frizzy. Only, unlike her bestie, Loranys had a better bedside manner and didn't outright tell her patients they were dying. "Oh PLEASE, you have to, you just have to. I know this is AWFULLY unprofessional...but I just KNOW. You know? YOU KNOW!" And of course her bestie would KNOW what she was talking about. "I am sure I brought some of my potions for the more extreme cases along with us. Use whatever you think is necessary." HEAL HIM! "I need to go to the other examination point, but DON'T hesitate to contact me if things take a turn for the worst!" Because she would totally be able to find someone to perform the wedding ceremony before he passed. Then she could be Mirs Loranys Lobelia McHotter. Quote: Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo He. Didn't. Want to. Be here. How obvious was this? Couldn't they tell from the look on his face? The better question was, didn't that Mr. Epitaph know when his Healers were not wanted nor were the needed? Health checks, it was a joke and a rather non-amusing one at that. As the Senior Underscretary had tried to explain, there was nothing wrong with the employees working within the Ministry, no matter what reports they got from elsewhere. With the deepest scowl set in place and his hands buried deep into the pockets of his pants, the man made his entrance. Like everyone else, he had an appointment, and he'd shown up on time so he wouldn't be forced to mingle. "Gavin Isaacs, Senior Undersecretary." Let's hurry this thing along, shall we? There was a madwoman tackling someone to the ground and another with Williamson. Poor bloke. Just one of those better you than me scenarios in truth. Personal space, he would stay over here and keep his. She was just about to clip clop her way out of the room when Heart Throb McGav entered. She could TOTALLY afford a few more minutes here. Besides, she would need a backup in case Hottie McHotter didn't make it out. "Ooooooooooh, right THIS way, Mr. Undersecretary," she giggled as she avoiding a flirtatious slip-up of his title, but only just barely. She swiftly, but carefully, slipped her arm under his so she could escort him to the designated area. "Just a few nyahaha routine checks and questions and you will be all set." She had already taken note of the way he had been trying to isolated himself. Not a good sign, not at all. It could only mean ONE thing. "Tell me, what have you had to eat today?" Oh dear future husband number two. __________________