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Stefan · 01-15-2017, 05:14 PM

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Originally Posted by Watson

Olivia chuckled at Healer Reed’s statement of older brother embellishing their stories. “Sometimes muggle brothers do that too,” she said with a small smile. Her eldest brother Marcus loved to embellish stories about what he was doing to make himself seem more important. She sighed. She didn’t know what had happened between her, Marcus, and Simon. She smiled a little at his words. The stories that Ryden told must have bene terrifying. “That’s understandable. I have yet to see the Whomping Willow.” At the mention of the friends that did not have a favorable encounter, she frowned slightly and turned to glance at River. “Were they… okay?” The couldn’t have been hurt too badly, right? It was just a tree. A big tree.

Highly advanced courses? She smirked. “I am always up for the challenge.” She nodded, feeling rather confident in her ability. “Though it will take much patience and work.” However, she knew it required a lot of work and determination. Dedication too. “I know it will certainly take a lot of work but I do want to help people.” She had always enjoyed helping others as well as mediating conflict, especially between her two older brothers. Olivia raised both eyebrows at his question. “Healer Reed, are you encouraging to break my bones?” she asked with a teasing grin and chuckle. She knew he wasn’t but it had sounded like that for a moment and she loved to have a good laugh.

What matters is now, Miss Holden. Wise words. Live in the now.

“I suppose so.” She sighed, taking a deep breath. She continued to look down even when she felt his hand on her shoulder. His hand was warm and comforting. He gave her a nice pat, making her feel more alright. She nodded, glancing at Healer Reed. “True. He should not. He’s been a good companion and has been with me through a lot.” He had been there with her whenever her father and eldest brother argued or whenever her two brothers fought. He had been there when her mother had forgotten who she was and when her mother had passed away. The way Healer Reed spoke sounded as if he had some experience with this matter. However, it would be inappropriate if she straight up asked him. “You speak as if you have lost someone. Have you lost a pet before?” she asked.

“It’s best to have a friend with you, if you’re planning to see it soon.” He said as he nodded towards the general direction of the Whomping Willow. “It would be wise too to know its history. It wasn’t placed there for nothing.” As a former Ravenclaw, again, River did not miss checking its information in the library. It was a bit weird to him that its origin wasn’t recorded in detail making its existence a bit suspicious. When he finally learned why, through the school’s archives, it all made sense and it made him appreciate Hogwarts more. “A broken leg, cuts...and scarred for life I believe.” Because that’s exactly the result of being in perpetual bliss. Kids still read up their textbooks nowadays, yes?

“Perhaps, an endless supply of determination and hard work, Miss Holden. Once you become a Healer, you never stop learning. And I suppose that goes for any other profession.” So really, his wasn’t an isolated case. River let out a chuckle, and shook his head. “I am encouraging you to face your fears, and learn.” Because what kind of witch would she be if she didn’t know how to fly a broomstick?

On the subject of loss, River simply grinned and relaxed. He’d seen both humans and creatures die on the table, given his experience as a Healer so it wasn’t much of a big deal. However, he thought he would never be ready if the time for his father to go has come. Although he’s well and healthy at the moment, his old age played a great role. Hopefully, his siblings would take the hint. “I have. Most were patients who became too weak. Creatures, likewise. I had a crup when I was your age...and when she died I nearly lost my head.” He said grinning at the memory. “She was a very good companion, and an understanding one.” Too bad he wasn’t there when she had to cross the rainbow bridge.

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Stefan Abraxan Join Date: Feb 2011 Location: Under Blueprints Posts: 25,495 Hogwarts RPG Name: Mackenzie Alistaire Mordaunt Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Yoji Christopher Reed Ravenclaw First Year x12 x12	Jedi Master•General Iroh•Java Junkie• King ♛ Stefan •Mycroft Holmes•Dragon Lord•Druid Boy Quote: Originally Posted by Watson Olivia chuckled at Healer Reed’s statement of older brother embellishing their stories. “Sometimes muggle brothers do that too,” she said with a small smile. Her eldest brother Marcus loved to embellish stories about what he was doing to make himself seem more important. She sighed. She didn’t know what had happened between her, Marcus, and Simon. She smiled a little at his words. The stories that Ryden told must have bene terrifying. “That’s understandable. I have yet to see the Whomping Willow.” At the mention of the friends that did not have a favorable encounter, she frowned slightly and turned to glance at River. “Were they… okay?” The couldn’t have been hurt too badly, right? It was just a tree. A big tree. Highly advanced courses? She smirked. “I am always up for the challenge.” She nodded, feeling rather confident in her ability. “Though it will take much patience and work.” However, she knew it required a lot of work and determination. Dedication too. “I know it will certainly take a lot of work but I do want to help people.” She had always enjoyed helping others as well as mediating conflict, especially between her two older brothers. Olivia raised both eyebrows at his question. “Healer Reed, are you encouraging to break my bones?” she asked with a teasing grin and chuckle. She knew he wasn’t but it had sounded like that for a moment and she loved to have a good laugh. What matters is now, Miss Holden. Wise words. Live in the now. “I suppose so.” She sighed, taking a deep breath. She continued to look down even when she felt his hand on her shoulder. His hand was warm and comforting. He gave her a nice pat, making her feel more alright. She nodded, glancing at Healer Reed. “True. He should not. He’s been a good companion and has been with me through a lot.” He had been there with her whenever her father and eldest brother argued or whenever her two brothers fought. He had been there when her mother had forgotten who she was and when her mother had passed away. The way Healer Reed spoke sounded as if he had some experience with this matter. However, it would be inappropriate if she straight up asked him. “You speak as if you have lost someone. Have you lost a pet before?” she asked. “It’s best to have a friend with you, if you’re planning to see it soon.” He said as he nodded towards the general direction of the Whomping Willow. “It would be wise too to know its history. It wasn’t placed there for nothing.” As a former Ravenclaw, again, River did not miss checking its information in the library. It was a bit weird to him that its origin wasn’t recorded in detail making its existence a bit suspicious. When he finally learned why, through the school’s archives, it all made sense and it made him appreciate Hogwarts more. “A broken leg, cuts...and scarred for life I believe.” Because that’s exactly the result of being in perpetual bliss. Kids still read up their textbooks nowadays, yes? “Perhaps, an endless supply of determination and hard work, Miss Holden. Once you become a Healer, you never stop learning. And I suppose that goes for any other profession.” So really, his wasn’t an isolated case. River let out a chuckle, and shook his head. “I am encouraging you to face your fears, and learn.” Because what kind of witch would she be if she didn’t know how to fly a broomstick? On the subject of loss, River simply grinned and relaxed. He’d seen both humans and creatures die on the table, given his experience as a Healer so it wasn’t much of a big deal. However, he thought he would never be ready if the time for his father to go has come. Although he’s well and healthy at the moment, his old age played a great role. Hopefully, his siblings would take the hint. “I have. Most were patients who became too weak. Creatures, likewise. I had a crup when I was your age...and when she died I nearly lost my head.” He said grinning at the memory. “She was a very good companion, and an understanding one.” Too bad he wasn’t there when she had to cross the rainbow bridge. __________________ "It didn't go quite as planned." \| The Underground Studio Translation: I may have caused irreversible damage on a monumental scale.