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SilverTiger · 03-31-2021, 12:58 AM

More healers were arriving, yet Elle hadn’t stopped working. She imagined there wouldn’t be much time to take a break any time soon as it was, even with Healer Beryl somewhat taking charge over the whole triage area. They’d all be needed, even the ones who had chosen to act as runners to go collect the injured and dead.

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Originally Posted by Lissy Longbottom

Tucker had, somehow, managed to make his way to the Great Hall after getting hit by a lightning bolt just a few feet away in the Entrance Hall. While his brain was screaming at him to keep looking for his mum, he knew that he had to get medical attention or he was just going to find himself on the wrong end of a Killing Curse. Besides, maybe his mum was HERE, helping with the wounded. She was the school healer, after all.

His head was ringing, and anyone who looked at him would see that his blue eyes were diluted to two different sizes, which was obviously not how eyes were supposed to look. He also felt like he was going to be sick. He shouldn't have had such a large dinner before coming out here! Part of his pain was from the lightning itself, the other bit was definitely from being thrown into a stone WALL. Yeah, Tucker Schultz was probably down and out when it came to this battle. He wasn't going to be of use to anyone in this state.

"I...lightning bolt..." he managed to squeak out before he stumbled and fell to the ground, landing on all fours and unable to stand back up. Halp.

Although it appeared there were several who had managed to find their own way to the hall, and she had rushed over to the man who had collapsed near the door. The squeaked out phrase had been noted, even as she had gone into action. "Let's get you away from the entrance," she said softly, as she tried to boost him up to support him as she headed over to the Spell Damage area earlier delineated by Beryl.

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Originally Posted by MadAlice

Heraclitus levitated Horatio over to the area indicated by the Healer, the one for spell-damage, and then gently lowered him. He leaned over and checked his brother once again for any changes. No, Horatio was still unconscious, showing no signs of coming around, but also showing none of distress. Whatever hit him was no ordinary Stunning Spell, and Heraclitus was at a loss what more to do.

He looked around anxiously--he didn't want to leave his brother here unattended, until he'd had a chance to explain to the healers what had happened, but he also felt uneasy leaving his father out in the thick of battle alone and itched to get back out there to join him.

Where she saw the other two men directed there. Okay. One lightning spell and, hopefully, something she could focus on at the same time. “Some sort of stunning spell?,” she asked, trying to clarify that it was what had been said before, directing the question toward the man who had accompanied the patient.

03-31-2021, 12:58 AM	#55 (permalink)
SilverTiger Crumple-Horned Snorkack Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: SoCal sighs(GMT-8) Posts: 111,208 Hogwarts RPG Name: Giselle Barrington Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Arienne Morgenstern Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Simone Wild Slytherin Third Year x5 x3	Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict More healers were arriving, yet Elle hadn’t stopped working. She imagined there wouldn’t be much time to take a break any time soon as it was, even with Healer Beryl somewhat taking charge over the whole triage area. They’d all be needed, even the ones who had chosen to act as runners to go collect the injured and dead. Quote: Originally Posted by Lissy Longbottom Tucker had, somehow, managed to make his way to the Great Hall after getting hit by a lightning bolt just a few feet away in the Entrance Hall. While his brain was screaming at him to keep looking for his mum, he knew that he had to get medical attention or he was just going to find himself on the wrong end of a Killing Curse. Besides, maybe his mum was HERE, helping with the wounded. She was the school healer, after all. His head was ringing, and anyone who looked at him would see that his blue eyes were diluted to two different sizes, which was obviously not how eyes were supposed to look. He also felt like he was going to be sick. He shouldn't have had such a large dinner before coming out here! Part of his pain was from the lightning itself, the other bit was definitely from being thrown into a stone WALL. Yeah, Tucker Schultz was probably down and out when it came to this battle. He wasn't going to be of use to anyone in this state. "I...lightning bolt..." he managed to squeak out before he stumbled and fell to the ground, landing on all fours and unable to stand back up. Halp. Although it appeared there were several who had managed to find their own way to the hall, and she had rushed over to the man who had collapsed near the door. The squeaked out phrase had been noted, even as she had gone into action. "Let's get you away from the entrance," she said softly, as she tried to boost him up to support him as she headed over to the Spell Damage area earlier delineated by Beryl. Quote: Originally Posted by MadAlice Heraclitus levitated Horatio over to the area indicated by the Healer, the one for spell-damage, and then gently lowered him. He leaned over and checked his brother once again for any changes. No, Horatio was still unconscious, showing no signs of coming around, but also showing none of distress. Whatever hit him was no ordinary Stunning Spell, and Heraclitus was at a loss what more to do. He looked around anxiously--he didn't want to leave his brother here unattended, until he'd had a chance to explain to the healers what had happened, but he also felt uneasy leaving his father out in the thick of battle alone and itched to get back out there to join him. Where she saw the other two men directed there. Okay. One lightning spell and, hopefully, something she could focus on at the same time. “Some sort of stunning spell?,” she asked, trying to clarify that it was what had been said before, directing the question toward the man who had accompanied the patient. __________________ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me, at tea time, everybody agrees ...It must be exhausting, always rooting for the anti-hero ♥ ♥ ♥