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Stefan · 05-06-2017, 09:44 AM

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Originally Posted by Oesed

Tie was in place, all buttons done up. He had his OWL results in his messenger bag along with a letter of recommendation and proof that he'd spent the summer interning Slug and Jiggers. Levi walked with the confidence he didn't necessarily feel, but could certainly fake if needed. And it was, to be clear, needed. Though there was something to be said about the way the back of his neck felt like it was on fire, and how his hands kept opening and closing a this sides.

He'd walked all the way from the Gryffindor tower, dealt with the moving staircases, helped two lost first years, and even stopped at the bathroom for a much needed bio break. It had taken almost half an hour for him to get to the hospital wing yet it'd felt like nothing; like one second he'd been walking out of the Fat Lady's portrait and the other he was right outside healer Reed's door.

Levi blinked. It was stupid to be this nervous. It wasn't like he'd come up with he idea--Healer Reed had come forward with it himself. He'd presented the possibility alone. And yet.

For once, he ignored the magazines and the board and even the sofa. He swallowed, feeling suddenly like his tie was too tight, or one of his shirt's buttons needed to come undone. Nervously, he craned his neck from one side to the other, as if stretching before a work out session. Then he took a deep breath, knocked on the door and... waited.

River had been out and about that morning, getting on with his morning jog with a few colleagues, ate his healthy plate of breakfast, showered for the day, and tended to his herbal garden. Pleased that the Hospital Wing was still relatively quiet and peaceful, except for the occasional tending of bruises and shallow cuts from a few students, River quietly retired to his office to review some unique medical records, noted follow-up sessions from a certain student group, and ironed out his plans for the next Healer's Challenge.

His current train of thoughts was interrupted by the sound of knuckles knocking on his door. Quenching the temptation to narrow down the person who'd visit him that day, River instead dropped his quill in its ink well, and stacked his parchments neatly to the side of his ever messy office table.

"Yes, come in!"

Huh. It looks like term has officially started for him...

OOC: You may now post in his office thread! ^,^

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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 Oesed Tie was in place, all buttons done up. He had his OWL results in his messenger bag along with a letter of recommendation and proof that he'd spent the summer interning Slug and Jiggers. Levi walked with the confidence he didn't necessarily feel, but could certainly fake if needed. And it was, to be clear, needed. Though there was something to be said about the way the back of his neck felt like it was on fire, and how his hands kept opening and closing a this sides. He'd walked all the way from the Gryffindor tower, dealt with the moving staircases, helped two lost first years, and even stopped at the bathroom for a much needed bio break. It had taken almost half an hour for him to get to the hospital wing yet it'd felt like nothing; like one second he'd been walking out of the Fat Lady's portrait and the other he was right outside healer Reed's door. Levi blinked. It was stupid to be this nervous. It wasn't like he'd come up with he idea--Healer Reed had come forward with it himself. He'd presented the possibility alone. And yet. For once, he ignored the magazines and the board and even the sofa. He swallowed, feeling suddenly like his tie was too tight, or one of his shirt's buttons needed to come undone. Nervously, he craned his neck from one side to the other, as if stretching before a work out session. Then he took a deep breath, knocked on the door and... waited. River had been out and about that morning, getting on with his morning jog with a few colleagues, ate his healthy plate of breakfast, showered for the day, and tended to his herbal garden. Pleased that the Hospital Wing was still relatively quiet and peaceful, except for the occasional tending of bruises and shallow cuts from a few students, River quietly retired to his office to review some unique medical records, noted follow-up sessions from a certain student group, and ironed out his plans for the next Healer's Challenge. His current train of thoughts was interrupted by the sound of knuckles knocking on his door. Quenching the temptation to narrow down the person who'd visit him that day, River instead dropped his quill in its ink well, and stacked his parchments neatly to the side of his ever messy office table. "Yes, come in!" Huh. It looks like term has officially started for him... OOC: You may now post in his office thread! ^,^ __________________ "It didn't go quite as planned." \| The Underground Studio Translation: I may have caused irreversible damage on a monumental scale.