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**Mathys de Nostredame** · 09-03-2019, 02:50 AM

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Originally Posted by Tegz

"The candy won't be necessary, dear." Carmine said firmly but not unkindly to Naya, as soon as she arrived at the table. "Some volunteers to clean up please - a simple tergeo, followed by scourgify will do it. No need to panic or make a fuss." Here's looking at YOU Eloise Fairfield.

As for the sick young man (Cole), "Come with me please, I think its best we head to the infirmary now just to be safe." And, "Chloe, dear, that looked like a nasty fall. Are you hurt?"

And she would just ignore the one that Malachi was yanking off the table.

Strolling with hurried grace from the Papillionlisse table, the young man in emerald embellished robes [2111jen] in tow, the Care of Magical Creatures professor paused at the sight before him though any judgement remained reserved for the young man who had stood on the table. Perhaps while the Hogwarts students cleaned the vomit they could see fit to straighten the table clothes and clean them as well.

He also took note at their diligence with cleaning. It inspired, though he let that thought settle somewhere in the back of his mind for the time being. Far more pressing affairs to attend to.

"Excusez-moi de vous déranger, mademoiselle," he interrupted as he came to a stop beside the Hogwarts healer, hand still covering his neck and showing hints of crimson beneath the fingers. "I can see you have your hands full 'ere, but ziss student haz just experienced a panic attack and may need your tending." He paused a moment to survey the scene once more, taking note as to which students were following instruction and making themselves useful and who were...resistant. "And per'aps when you have finished wiz your own you could see to my neck."

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Mathys de Nostredame Dementor Join Date: Aug 2019 Posts: 91	the sky is always there for me ☀ ☁ heavy hearts like heavy clouds Quote: Originally Posted by Tegz "The candy won't be necessary, dear." Carmine said firmly but not unkindly to Naya, as soon as she arrived at the table. "Some volunteers to clean up please - a simple tergeo, followed by scourgify will do it. No need to panic or make a fuss." Here's looking at YOU Eloise Fairfield. As for the sick young man (Cole), "Come with me please, I think its best we head to the infirmary now just to be safe." And, "Chloe, dear, that looked like a nasty fall. Are you hurt?" And she would just ignore the one that Malachi was yanking off the table. Strolling with hurried grace from the Papillionlisse table, the young man in emerald embellished robes [2111jen] in tow, the Care of Magical Creatures professor paused at the sight before him though any judgement remained reserved for the young man who had stood on the table. Perhaps while the Hogwarts students cleaned the vomit they could see fit to straighten the table clothes and clean them as well. He also took note at their diligence with cleaning. It inspired, though he let that thought settle somewhere in the back of his mind for the time being. Far more pressing affairs to attend to. "Excusez-moi de vous déranger, mademoiselle," he interrupted as he came to a stop beside the Hogwarts healer, hand still covering his neck and showing hints of crimson beneath the fingers. "I can see you have your hands full 'ere, but ziss student haz just experienced a panic attack and may need your tending." He paused a moment to survey the scene once more, taking note as to which students were following instruction and making themselves useful and who were...resistant. "And per'aps when you have finished wiz your own you could see to my neck." __________________