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Waiting Room for Patients and Visitors Banner by: Gryffindoll OOC: If your character is ill or injured, please post in the Check-in Area for Patients first. |
With Miles still slung over his shoulder like a ragdoll, Constantine looked around. Where were these Healers when you needed them. "Excuse meee," he called, turning every which way to find the woman. "Helloooooo. Unconscious child hereeee. Assistance would be MUCH desired. Today." Hmmm... "...Please?" |
Fia walked through the doors behind Mr. Masterson. She wanted to chew on her nails in a nervous twitch. And so, she did. Her eyes glanced around for Healer Ashford in almost a state of panic. She hoped he was going to be okay and a part of her still wanted to poke him to see if any ribs were broken, but at the same time, she didn't want to hurt him and that would eventually hurt...at some point. |
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"Let's get him to the healing area first, then you can describe to me exactly what happened," she said. Despite the emergency, Gabriella always liked to hear what happened before she made assumptions and started healing. "Mobilicorpus!" she said, her wand swishing and flicking towards Miles. Quote:
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Violet walked in the waiting room but on her way she almost fell a few times but caught herself and then sat in the nearest seat |
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"Hello, Miss Riddle," she said, greeting the girl with a smile. "What seems to be the problem today?" Gabriella smoothed out her robes then sat in the seat just next to the girl. She crossed one leg over the other then glanced over at Violet, waiting patiently for a reply. |
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Allison limped her way to a seat and waited. The Healer seemed busy with another student who was currently stuttering and quite frankly Allison was in no hurry. She needed a bit of rest after the long run and with the pain beginning to sting she thought it best to remain seated. |
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Nicoletta sat down in a chair exausted. She felt a pang in her side and questioned weather Or not her mother had actually healed her ribs. She'd ask the healer about it when it was her turn. |
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OOC: Next post in the Hospital Ward and Healing Area, please. |
Lorcan held the door open for his 'Lady'. He looked at her, amused by the situation now that he had got her to the Hospital wing. "The Royal Steamstress should be here directly my Lady. Would you care to sit until she arrives?" He held on tightly to the jug of suspicious pumpkin juice, convinced that the answer was inside it. |
Azrael walked slowly into the waiting room, trying to avoid further pain to his ribs. He cradled his broken arm, now in a cast, and sucked in shallow, painful puffs of air. He walked, slow as a snail, over to the nearest unoccupied bench and sat down gingerly. He tok a deep breath and cast a glance around the room. "Ouch," He all but screamed in the room His ribs were groaning in protest. He exhaled slowly and waited his turn, returning to the quick, shallow breathing he had done once before. |
Lady Alexa followed the Royal Dude into the waiting area of the erm... Seamstress' office and nodded her head when he offered she take a seat. Looking around suspiciously she said, "I hath never seen a seamstress have an area of waiting such as this. It is grand indeed." |
Oliver struggled to the hospital wing supporting Dillon whom had his arm around his neck causing Oliver to have to stoop because the boy was so small. With a groan, he guided him to a chair and sat him down. “You're alright now, mate. It was only a bit of ketchup.” heh! Scared of ketchup?! This was going to come back and bite the boy on the bum in the near future. “You'll be ok.” He backed towards the exit. “I'll be back later to check on you. But I need to be...ur.. somewhere.” And Oliver was out of there. He hated hospitals and anything associated to them. |
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His eyelids were fluttering and he was aware that someone was moving him. He didn't know where he was going, but he tried to move his hands to get that terrible substance off his face. He slumped in the chair that he was placed in and he passed out again, his head leaning on the person he was sitting next to. |
Cesar entered the waiting area with Enid in hand. "Sit here, the King asks us to wait for him to arrive. Hell be here shortly and he orders me to keep you here till then." Said Cesar starting to feel foolish. He looked around and noticed two others speaking in the same manner as Enid did. He then heard the name Alexa. Ohhh no, this must be this Alexa person. Hopefully Enid doesn't go over there and socialize. |
Rafe felt a little uncomfortable here. He wasn't severely injured or anything, but he just wanted something to make him a little more comfortable with the gashes. Rafe looked at some of the other students here. They seemed absolutely off their rocker. He just got to Hogwarts and already people were acting loony. |
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Spotting a small second year girl who appeared to be in pain, Gabriella hurried to her side. "Miss Davis?" she questioned, making sure she had reached the right child. She sat down in the seat to the left of the child and studied her side as she waited for confirmation that she was talking to Nicoletta. "Can you walk, or do you need to be levitated?" The child had survived the feast and a few days of the school in this condition, though, so Gabriella was fairly sure walking wasn't necessarily an issue. |
She breathed in sharply as the nurse called her name. "I-I think I can walk." Nicoletta said almost choking on air. She stood up and wobbled for a moment but decided she'd be okay to walk. |
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OOC: Next post in the Hospital Ward and Healing Area, please. |
Kay pushed open the door to the waiting room. She ran in looking for someone to help her. "Hello, I need some help with my friend." Kay said to no one really. She watch the door as Rex was brought in. 'thank god for the Magical five.' Kay thought to herself. She wouldn't have been able to get Rex here by herself. "It will be ok Rex." Kay said as she sat down next to him. |
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