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MadAlice · 06-01-2023, 11:37 PM

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Originally Posted by Holmesian Feline

“Woah…it’s okay,” Healer Black spoke to assure her as he came further into the room but not too close. He certainly didn’t want to startle her further, especially since he wasn’t aware of just what had set Helena off this time. His gaze passing between the woman and her father as if looking for clues.

Ignatius flushed with irritation (and perhaps partly in dismay at the sudden drastic change in Helena's mood--dear Merlin, could he not even touch his own daughter?) And the way the man kept looking at him and then at Helena--Ignatius felt that the healer was blaming him in some way. He was also very tired of the healers' excuses for their lack of progress. But he stifled the curt retort on his lips, because he didn't want to upset his daughter any more than she already was. Blast it, where was Violet? She could usually handle these sorts of things better than he could. "We...we were just talking about flowers, weren't we?" he finally said, keeping his voice as even as possible, but moving back a bit from his little girl lest he startle her again.

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MadAlice Puffskein Join Date: Aug 2011 Location: Houston, Texas Posts: 2,394 Hogwarts RPG Name: Hope Archard Ravenclaw Fifth Year	Quote: Originally Posted by Holmesian Feline “Woah…it’s okay,” Healer Black spoke to assure her as he came further into the room but not too close. He certainly didn’t want to startle her further, especially since he wasn’t aware of just what had set Helena off this time. His gaze passing between the woman and her father as if looking for clues. Ignatius flushed with irritation (and perhaps partly in dismay at the sudden drastic change in Helena's mood--dear Merlin, could he not even touch his own daughter?) And the way the man kept looking at him and then at Helena--Ignatius felt that the healer was blaming him in some way. He was also very tired of the healers' excuses for their lack of progress. But he stifled the curt retort on his lips, because he didn't want to upset his daughter any more than she already was. Blast it, where was Violet? She could usually handle these sorts of things better than he could. "We...we were just talking about flowers, weren't we?" he finally said, keeping his voice as even as possible, but moving back a bit from his little girl lest he startle her again.