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PhoenixRising 08-13-2014 08:20 PM

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Originally Posted by Ravaora Silverkin (Post 11647002)
Ravaora's radar was aaaallll over this one. The way she kept eyeing her, all the leaning away she was doing. Telling signs indeed and the moment she got back into the examination room she was taking notes. "Would you consider yourself suspicious of most things and most people? Hmmmm? Suspicious of me? Of this needle?" No worries, we won't be using it on you....unless of course...the woman became uncooperative, then they would run into some problems.

Interruption indeed. The Healer glanced up from the syringe and toward Miss Pushy. "Rambling as well....." Scribble scribble scribble. So much to discover with this one and so little time before she had to save yet another from dying. A Healer's work was never done, now was it?

"Would you say you get enough sleep in?"

Okay this was just ..... Alex was fairly certain that something WAS up with these Medical Examinations and she was frankly APPALLED that the bosses let them just come in here. They called themselves healers but the way they were acting, well it just more like PSYCHOLOGY. And yes, she was suspicious, but not without good reason, I mean just look at the way the healers were treating her floormate William over there. "I wouldn't use that word ..." Alex said quietly. "I prefer ... intuitive or knowledge seeker." Really, knowledge wasn't a crime; knowing what something was before agreeing to it. And if that needle went within an inch of her skin, there was going to be some serious hell.

Rambling? She raised an eyebrow at that. She said ONE line and that was rambling? Merlin, this one needed to pick up a dictionary. Ignoring it though, she just smiled as another question was asked.

"I sleep enough, yes, thank you." Any other doubts about her health and wellbeing? Was she going to accuse her of dying too, because if she was, then she was so done here.

FearlessLeader19 08-13-2014 08:50 PM

SPOILER!!: Ambry
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Originally Posted by Ambry Jumptuft (Post 11649444)
AMBRY WAS LATE! This was so embarrassing. Ambry was usually never late - well, never THIS late at least. She had even skipped her coffee, she was running so late. Usually she had least had a minute or two to stop at the coffee station before heading into a meeting fashionably late...but today was not one of those days. She was extremely thankful for her short hair this morning too - she'd just brushed it and run out the door, and she still looked SUPER fashionable, like she MEANT to have her hair all disheveled and such.

As she had expected, the healing was already in FULL SWING as she wandered into the Technology Lounge. Millions of excuses ran through her head before she settled on one and flashed a bright smile at everyone. "Hello! So sorry I'm late - I got a bit lost trying to find this place," she explained with a chuckle. Yes, it was all the lifts fault, not hers!

Tossing her bag on a nearby chair, she clapped her hands and grinned. HEALER MODE ON! "Alright, who needs to be evaluated?!" she asked the room at large.



OH LOOK! There was a tired, disheveled employee who needed her assistance!

It would also be the PERFECT opportunity to save herself from her EMBARRASSING late entry and make it look like she was hard at work this whole time. Yes, brilliant!

She reached forward, grabbed the young man's arm, and sat him down in a chair. "Hello sir! My name is Ambry Jumptuft, and I'm here to do your mental health screening today. I can tell just by your appearance that you might be in need of some SERIOUS rest and relaxation," she said kindly, smiling at him in pity as she took in his appearance. Oh yes, this was a man who had been stretched thinner than butter! He was clearly stressed, and that just would NOT do. Nope. Not at ALL.



Jory was all that much caught up with amusing himself that he failed to notice the Healer hurriedly approaching him until he took hold of his arm. Then pushed him down on a chair. O_O Didn't waste time, did they, these Healers?

What? WHAT? Mental health? "I don't need a shrink,'' he said, shaking his head and quite forgetting the Healer might not know what a shrink was. "But you're right about the rest and relaxation.'' It hadn't been that busy for him at the Ministry recently but he was going to humour her. If she got too intense he could always make a break for it.

Lissy Longbottom 08-14-2014 02:25 AM

If this wasn't MANDATORY, Gabi wouldn't be here. She was not one to go to the healers often even for checkups, because she ate so well and always exercised that she just never got sick. When she DID, she went into the healers and took care of it right away. No big deal.

But THIS? This was stupid and Gabi was not happy.

She walked in, not saying a word, and looked around the room, arms crossed and heel tapping impatiently on the floor. Was someone just going to come up to her or...?

Ambry Jumptuft 08-16-2014 11:29 PM

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Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19 (Post 11649505)

Jory was all that much caught up with amusing himself that he failed to notice the Healer hurriedly approaching him until he took hold of his arm. Then pushed him down on a chair. O_O Didn't waste time, did they, these Healers?

What? WHAT? Mental health? "I don't need a shrink,'' he said, shaking his head and quite forgetting the Healer might not know what a shrink was. "But you're right about the rest and relaxation.'' It hadn't been that busy for him at the Ministry recently but he was going to humour her. If she got too intense he could always make a break for it.

Oh my, the poor man was delusional. He was lashing out and calling her names too! She knew what a shrink was and quite frankly saw it as an INSULT. She was no muggle quack doctor - she was a licensed, practiced, BRILLIANT healer! Oh well, Ambry couldn't be mad at him. He wasn't in the right state of mind. He couldn't be blamed for what his befuddled mind said.

"Sir, please don't get alarmed," she told him calmly. "Did you know that 99.9999999% of all people experience mental breakdowns and mental health problems at least once in their lives? With all the nonsense going on here at the Ministry, it's a wonder you haven't lost your hair from the stress!" she exclaimed. Yes, and he had really nice hair. See? It could be worse!

"Now, as far as my diagnosis - I need to ask you a few more questions. When was the last time you cried, sir?" she asked him. "Have you been extra tired lately? Do you ever feel that you're just going through the motions of work every day?" she asked. VERY important information that she needed to know!

Oh, and look - a crabby looking lady had just walked in. More people to help! "Can someone help her, please?" she called out to her fellow healers. She looked like she might start stunning people if she wasn't helped soon. YIKES!

Expecto-Penguin 08-17-2014 02:26 AM

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Originally Posted by Ravaora Silverkin (Post 11647686)
O_O

And the scratching continued. No doubt about it, a worsening condition even as she sat there. How did she not know she was sick with the proof right there before her? "Nerves are a clear cut sign of Overwhleming Overtiredness Patient Syndrome, for which I am sure you are suffering." The fidgeting wasn't going unnoticed in case the woman had been hoping and it was only making Ravaora more concerned.

"The scratching is common too. Pruritusism. You'd be surprized at how common it is and it's usually linked to high levels of stress associated with the workplace."

Was she understanding?

Aahhh so her sickness has a named, it was called Overwhelming Overtiredness Patient Syndrome. Now that made sense and why she was scratching. "Ah okay I see what you mean..." she told the doctor unable to stop scratching. "Is there a cure to help me stop scratching?" she asked pointing to her irritated skin from where she was scratching. Aahh stress from the workplace? That made even more sense too. She was constantly stressed and had anxiety. "Ermm miss would anxiety be the cause of the disease too?"

FearlessLeader19 08-19-2014 04:44 PM

SPOILER!!: We like Ambry ^__^
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Originally Posted by Ambry Jumptuft (Post 11650755)
Oh my, the poor man was delusional. He was lashing out and calling her names too! She knew what a shrink was and quite frankly saw it as an INSULT. She was no muggle quack doctor - she was a licensed, practiced, BRILLIANT healer! Oh well, Ambry couldn't be mad at him. He wasn't in the right state of mind. He couldn't be blamed for what his befuddled mind said.

"Sir, please don't get alarmed," she told him calmly. "Did you know that 99.9999999% of all people experience mental breakdowns and mental health problems at least once in their lives? With all the nonsense going on here at the Ministry, it's a wonder you haven't lost your hair from the stress!" she exclaimed. Yes, and he had really nice hair. See? It could be worse!

"Now, as far as my diagnosis - I need to ask you a few more questions. When was the last time you cried, sir?" she asked him. "Have you been extra tired lately? Do you ever feel that you're just going through the motions of work every day?" she asked. VERY important information that she needed to know!

Oh, and look - a crabby looking lady had just walked in. More people to help! "Can someone help her, please?" she called out to her fellow healers. She looked like she might start stunning people if she wasn't helped soon. YIKES!



Jory was highly amused by this Healer woman. She didn't even seem to mind him calling her a shrink. He knew Healers disliked to be compared to Muggle doctors. Jory decided to humour her.

"Really? I didn't know that.'' Really, he didn't. Was that even true? "I haven't suffered any though and I don't intend on having any.'' Lost his hair? O_O Automatically, the YATI raised his right hand to run it through his hair. "I don't stress easily. Which is a good thing, right Healer? Look, I've got all my think, blond hair to prove it.'' He eyed Ambry. "How about you? Haven't you been stressed lately? I hear Healers don't have it any easier.''

Questions. Jory was ready to answer them. "I just feel tired. I love my job so I have no problems doing whatever I have to do to get it done.'' How was that answer? He was not a wacko, thank you very much.

Rosa Chispa Princessa 08-19-2014 05:40 PM

Jack really was not looking forward to this. He never much liked being around healers ever since one gave him the wrong potion in his youth making his bones jelly like instead of healing his broken arm at the time. He had to spend an extra week on an extremely painful treatment to be back to normal. He hated thinking about it but having to do a mandatory evaluation of his mental health brought him back to healers. He hoped after he learned healing spells and a few basic healing potions he could avoid healers. It seemed not so. Thus he made his appointment at the latest date possible but that day came. He hesitantly made his way to the location of the examination, signed in and waited for his name to be called. He was just thankful he had no injuries at this time.

Ravaora Silverkin 08-19-2014 06:15 PM

Healer was a little sick and out of comission *coughs*
 
SPOILER!!: Legend
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Originally Posted by Kaos.Doodles (Post 11647689)
Healers were not to be trusted. At all.

Except for of course if you were injured, sick or dying. Legend Chosen however fit in NONE of this categories. Sauntering into the technology lounge late, (because why would he be on time if again, he was not injured, sick or dying) the blonde stood by the doorway and gazed around. "WELP! THAT WAS A NICE CHECK UP! FEELING ALL REFRESHED AND EVERYTHING."

Believable right? Yeah? Yeaaaah?

With THAT he turned, ready to make his way out the door.



...

.....

How long did that take? Maybe five seconds. Good Merlin. Oh no. Oh no oh no. Forget everyone else she'd seen since morning, THIS one needed her full attention the most. EXTREME MEMORY LOSS!! Poor thing. He must have had the hardest time even remembering where his own work station was. This was serious and would hinder progress with work. Can't work when you're dying, right??

"HOLD IT RIGHT THERE SIR!!" Lest you drop dead the moment you leave this place. Sigh. Tragic, it was.

SPOILER!!: Simon
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Originally Posted by Holmesian Feline (Post 11647692)

It was clear his answer about clowns wasn't what was wanted. Pfft, it wasn't Simon's preference to hang around the sort to be crazy about them. To each his or her own, the auror thought, not a clue that he had a 'limited sense of humor' as was said.

He met her gaze with his own attentive focus, careful to pay attention to everything that was said and done. "I was simply asking if you had a preference on a type of joke," Simon assured the woman. "No confusion. I just know all jokes aren't for everyone." That was his polite nature kicking in, he didn't want to behave like he had seen others do in their own search for laughs.

"Because it tells on the winner." In fact revealing said winner, since the first one to catch the snitch was the winner of the match.



What was with everyone and this rambling illness? There may have been a dozen of them already diagnosed but the cases just kept coming in. Ravaora shook her head in obvious pity for this man. "Loquentes Ieiuniumtis." Plain as day on this one and they needed to begin before it was too late. "I can perscribe you a few potions and it'll be imperative you attend the seminars being hosted as it will be for your own good."

Was he understanding? Did he know his joke wasn't funny? Some down time would be needed here before he lost his limited sense of humour for good.

"Not to worry, it's curable and despite your accute trelawnitis accompanying the illness I daresay, with our help, you will live." WASN'T THAT JUST BRILLIANT NEWS??????

SPOILER!!: Alysson
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Originally Posted by Lislchen (Post 11647697)
But there is everything wrong with you.

Yes, that was exactly what she wanted to hear right now. That and 'psychological diseases'. Alysson blinked and took a deep breath to ensure that she stayed calm. Or as calm as she could be right now. "Alright." What else was there to say? This woman was clearly insane and doubted that she was a real Healer. And what were those illnesses she kept on mentioning? Ones that could be healed by attending seminars.

Wandastian Epitaph. Alysson nodded, already turning to leave the room. The sooner she got out of here the better. Or else the Healer might shove her and then blame some strange sounding illness for her falling to the ground. "Nice talking to you." Sheesh. She didn't even turn around to look at the other woman anymore but simply left the room - quickly too - with a small wave.



Ahhh, another life saved thanks to her. She'd be looking forward to seeing that one at her knitting seminar. They could get a few things out. Let the positive energy floooow through them together and slowly--yes, slowly because you couldn't rush the healing--everything would be alright.

"Do have a good day. Try to forget you're daying. It makes the O.O.P.S worse." BEAM.

Such a nice woman that one.

SPOILER!!: omnomnomRAWR
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Originally Posted by omnomnomRAWR (Post 11647716)
The woman blinked at the speaker, slightly confused.

"Last I checked, I was perfectly healthy," she retorted, narrowing her eyes in suspicion. Who was she to tell her her own health?



"That is called denial, Love, but not to worry, we'll beat it out of you in no time." Metaphorically of course. Everyone knew this healer preferred needles, they were her little friends and other were always so much nicer after she used them. That's what this place needed, a little nicer energy.

"You're obviously over worked and in such a stressful environment. It's not good for your complexion." Surely Ravaora wasn't the only one who saw this?

Merlin.

SPOILER!!: Expecto-Penguin
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Originally Posted by Expecto-Penguin (Post 11647741)
Wait there was a name for it...? She gave her a quizzical look. "I didn't even know there was a name for it.." she shrugged and realized she had been scratching more than usual. She saw the red marks from her nails. "Oh well would you look at that..." she said examining her arms. She was pretty sure she was suffering from it. She seemed to be tired all the time which she was used to it. She heard the scratching was common. But what in the name of merlin was Pruritusism? "Ermm excuse me...what is Pruritusism?" I mean she had a right to know. She was new to the doctor lingo.

Aaaahh stress. Well that was something she new. She was suffering from stress trying to be a perfectionist.

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Originally Posted by Expecto-Penguin (Post 11650809)


Aahhh so her sickness has a named, it was called Overwhelming Overtiredness Patient Syndrome. Now that made sense and why she was scratching. "Ah okay I see what you mean..." she told the doctor unable to stop scratching. "Is there a cure to help me stop scratching?" she asked pointing to her irritated skin from where she was scratching. Aahh stress from the workplace? That made even more sense too. She was constantly stressed and had anxiety. "Ermm miss would anxiety be the cause of the disease too?"



It wasn't very often that she had willing patients. Ones that could accept the news and actively seek to understand it. For this she was grateful. FINALLY someone that wanted to LIVE. "Pruritusism is characterized by scratching and fidgeting, the involuntary kind like what you've been doing, Love." For how long she'd been doing it, Ravaora didn't even want to know. All that mattered now was getting her back to the picture of perfect health.

"The anxiety can contribute toward it yes, but the anxiety is more commonly attributed to the O.O.P.S that you're suffering from."

Of course in the wake of all this tragic news there was still hope. "There are potions you can take and I expect you'll be at the seminar I'll be hosting. It'll will help take care of all that." Brilliant news wasn't it? Once again, thanks to Ravaora, this one would LIVE? "You're free to go unless you have other questions."

SPOILER!!: Tiffany
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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack (Post 11647780)

Rambling? Since when did a good fashion sense equate to rambling? Had this woman no sense of style? "I'm not rambling. Can't a girl be excited about an amazing find!?" she even pouted a little for flair, but mostly she was just sticking her foot out to show off her heels some more. Maybe this woman didn't get a proper look? They were only THE BIGGEST fashion statement of the century!! And she hadn't even gotten any compliments all day. Pout.

Stress? But she wasn't stressed... Just upset that the woman hadn't recognized high fashion. Not stressed. If anything, this person was the cause of her stress- which again she wasn't stressed okay!! It was just a little hot in here... That's why her makeup was getting a little oilier than normal. But she had some blotting strips in her handbag! So no big deal. "Um... Sorry?" she cocked her head to the side. What the heck was a verbal diarrhea and why would she have it? "Verbal Diarrhea sounds like ruhlly gross... I'm pretty sure I don't have--" Ew. She didn't want to say the grossness again, "that."

Okay. What the heck was a Trelawnitis? This woman was actually just making things up. This was totally so unlike her normal checkups. Yeah. Maybe the ministry wasn't such a hot idea... Would Witch Weekly take her back again? "But uhuum, You never answered my question??" Was she certified or not. This was important. "I haven't lost faith in the world!! But I always put my faith and trust in the most capable person I know. Me." If she trusted anyone else to get things done, things wouldn't happen. Tiffany made things happen. Especially these heels, can everyone just taken a moment to appreciate them please!?! SHE STILL HADN'T GOTTEN ANY COMPLIMENTS, HEEEELLLOOOOO.



Oh? Spastic movements as well? It would start with the leg sticking out but it would spread, she was sure. Pretty soon arms would be flailing then her hips would randomly be thrust about from side to side until finally she was doing the hokie pokie without even knowing why. "Uncontrolled muscle movement." The Healer noted aloud for the benefit of patient. It was good she knew.

And with all that sweeting and the way her face was meeelting, did she really think the healer would let her off so easy?? On the verge of death this one.

She shook her head in stark disappointment. "You'll need this checked, it's a grave illness and has been known to take one a many lives even without the other diseases you're simply riddled with." And a dramatic roll of her eyes while she tried to make light of this tragic situation. It was all she could do to not sob on this young woman's shoulder, bawling about how much she'd miss her when she was gone. "I'll tell you what, you won't die. Come to the seminar and we'll make you better. Healer's honour." No one would get left behind. NO ONE.

SPOILER!!: Branxton
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Originally Posted by Cassirin (Post 11647788)
She was. She WAS talking like that, and Genevieve made a face in response to the woman's stubborn denial. She didn't have much patience for ineptitude, and the woman had quickly gone from being amusing to being annoying. Especially since she was trying to diagnose and cure someone who was perfectly well. "I don't want to take you away from your patients. I'm fine, really."

Really. She crossed her arms across her chest and let herself be tugged along, although she didn't like it. The tea with death, though... she liked that. It was amusing again. Was the Healer being amusing on purpose? "What if he has cake?"



That was rather considerate of her. Perhaps the girl knew she was a lost cause and thought Ravaora would have preferred spending time with the guaranteed to live. Such a trooper. It nearly jerked a tear or three. "I understand what you're doing and I assure you you're not that much a lost caused. I'd hate to say it but compared to everyone else here, you might be the most normal." It said so much. This place was RIDDLED with disease.

Ooo and such thought provoking questions! Signs of an active mind! Yes. Yes. She was liking what she was hearing afterall. "Cake is questionable. I would suggest sitting outside his door and enjoying, but no more than two slices to be on the safe side."

Still, no dining with death. You got bad reputations after.

SPOILER!!: William *swoons at the dreamy sleeper*
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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl (Post 11647807)


Hold on a hot minute, William wasn't paralyzed. Did she not SEE his STRUGGLE right now? THE STRUGGLE. IT WAS REALLLLLLLLLLLL. Merlin! Why couldn't he get to his wand already?!! He may have been strapped down and surrounded by idiots (Tanc excluded) but WILLIAM'S EARS STILL WORKED JUST FINE. AND WHAT WAS ALL THIS HE HEARD ABOUT MAIDS? OF? HONOUR?!?!!

He felt like banging his head into a wall at this point. The longer this new Healer -- Ravendora or whatever -- talked, the more likely Willy was starting to feel like just playing dead. Maybe they'd send him to the morgue. It had to be better than this. Now what was she on about--- a SEIZURE?! HIM?!!

"I've never had a seizure in my life!" William shouted, but of course with his head bound, it came out more like, "IMWECHUR NNNNN MYFFFFF!" Then he felt something poke him in the side, hard, and everything suddenly felt greaaaaaat and waaaaaaarm and happyyyyyy and peaceful.

Ahhhhhhh. William's arms gently lowered to his sides as his eyelids drifted to a slow close.



The initial yelling had startled Ravaora. Mostly because people didn't yell that way when they had seizures but the worry slowly subsided as he settled in and drifted off. Just look how PEACEFUL he looked now. Brilliant what a syringe and some liquid she was unsure of could do and the Healer grinned broadly.

"He shouldn't pose much trouble to his life anymore. We have nothing to worry about." She assured his friend. SEE??? SHE WAS HELPING MORE THAN HIM!! Let her do her job, dammit!

"You're in my hands now Love." She said rubbing a hand against his perfect face. Such a nice structure...such nice arms...was this a firm chest beneath these clothes? "Perhaps I should take him back to my personal lab and keep him for observations." Because my oh my this one. Would Loranys mind sharing? She wouldn't be TOO greedy.

The Healer pulled him back into the examination room, secured his strappings more firmly then injected him once more. Now, now was waiting, face close to his, waiting for the majestic moment those dreamy eyes would open and he would be a calmer man. Ahhh.

SPOILER!!: Lawrence
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Originally Posted by nanyjj (Post 11647841)
Lawrence was startled by the sudden sound. The healer must be over dramatic too, along with mad. If only he could just jot all those down. Would be something to report to the minister. Crazy healers.. running around the ministry.. yes.

"It was only half a year ago." He said matter-of-factly, not bothered by the fact that Ms. Healer was nearly yelling his ears off right now. He heard something about him dying and remembered how he thought that this health check would actually help. How stupid he was. O.O.P.S.. Trelawnitis. The advisor made a mental note about researching these terms up, not because he actually thought he had acute whatever that might be, but it might help with understanding the problems St. Mungo's Healers have.

"So.. you want me to get out?" Lawrence asked, his green eyes swiftly darting to the door in front of him. "Then I better start acting now, to stop myself from dying." He walked quickly towards the door and reached the door. He needed to get out of here!!



SUCH FIGHT!! This one clearly wanted to live.

"That is exactly what you should do! Yes! Go! Relax! Live!" She didn't even need to tell him the rest. This was what she liked seeing, people taking charge of their own life. T'was beautiful to behold.

"Seminars will be held, we can help curb this condition." She walked to the door and held it open for him. "Take charge of your health and live."

SPOILER!!: Vic
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Originally Posted by Magical Soul (Post 11647880)
Vic ROLLED his eyes at her. Good thing he didn't mention the sleepless nights and the regular office-sleepovers, who knew what disease she'd make up for that. "I didn't crumble on the floor because I have this made-up disease, I was crouching because you threw things at me." He countered, very comfortable standing here by the wall wth the tables and stretcher between him and the crazy Healer with the syringe.

"The what." Trelawney? Plenty of Trelawney cases he took over the years, and even though they were the odd bunch, he did not know they had a disease named after them.

Oh she was coming at him with that green (?) liquid again. No. Vic held his hand up, stopping her. "As a citizen of the English Wizarding World, I refuse to take that syringe on the ground of my right to decline healing, unless my condition was attested by other two professional Healers." THERE. Now... could he go? He had things to say to EMILY.



Blah blah blah didn't crumble blah blah throwing things at him. "Do you usually blame others for your actions, Sir? I daresay it speaks to something a little more sinister." And that would, of course, require a few more shots. Surely he knew that resistance was futile? Did she have to spell it out to him?

"Trelawnitis, a distinct mistrust of others and situations that at some point causes action--action that you regret the moment you come to. It's a slippery slope I'd rather you not slip down."

Sigh, but it wouldn't be easy. Never easy with those from Law Enforcement. "There are three other certified Healers outside this room. I can have any of them come in and confirm then possibly have you sedated and attached to wires, or we can accept you're dying perscribe you potions and inform you of the seminar to be held." Such a hassle too. "We both know the better choice, living shouldn't be a chore."

SPOILER!!: Amber and Derek
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Originally Posted by Hey Ju (Post 11647920)

'I'll save you, Love! Not to worry, this will only hurt an hour.' An HOUR? WHAT? NO. "I'm fine, I don't need-" Derek's eyes widened as he scooted further away from the healer, hand still up to keep a safe distance between them. The man quickly looked around to see what was going ON and then felt his head pounding big time. Ouch.

He put one of his hands on the side of his head as he tried to work out what the hell was going on there when... Amber said hi to him. In a very... weird way. For the love of Damocles, what had that freak done to Amber?? Not that the girl was the most normal of people, but she was acting even weirder now.

When blue-hair started giggling like mad, Derek had to stop himself from reaching for his wand. Maybe he was overreacting. He was indeed terrified of healers and that was probably why he was getting desperate.... right?

Okay, he was fine. Nothing major was going on. It's okay, Derek, calm down. "No." The lab technician still told the healer when she asked him if he wanted to be 'happy and carefree of stress'. He was not getting any shots, thank you very much. He looked at Amber and tried his best to study her as he kept looking back at the healer. Suspicious Derek was very suspicious, even though he was trying to convince himself everything was okay.

Was the woman---????????????? Was that an uncertain look on the healer's face?? "I'm fine, I don't need that." Derek told her again, looking from the vials to the healer as he tried to get up without looking too dizzy. It was bloody difficult, to be honest. "I don't need anything, I'm just going... to go." Please oh please oh please let him leave now. "You're coming, Amber?" He asked, his eyes still fixed on the healer just in case.

Why, Merlin, why why why?

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Originally Posted by kayquilz (Post 11648449)

Ember had to keep reminding herself that she wasn't at home, so she couldn't take a nap right now. Plus, the floor looked cold and hard and stuff. But she smiiiiled. Her brain was still fuzzy and she found her thoughts were soaring through time and space in a very random and quick fashion. Her thoughts of baking cookies when she got home were gone completely. Hmph. Odd. She had so been looking forward to that--oh well!

She saw poor Derek trying to stand and held her hand out. "Take my hand, friend-" her voice was so full of air, Ember could have floated. "I--we can relax and go to yoga--come on--" she said, giggling again. Coming? Going? "Yeah--where are we going?" she asked smoothly, swaying a little as she tried to make a step towards him. "Can we do yoga?" she asked him, her lavender eyes wide...before turning her gaze back to the healer. "I think...I think he's okay..." she nodded and leaned on him. "See? He's fine....we can go...totally..."

Yeaaaah wheeeeeee.



Ravaora might have introduced this Derek fellow to her latest syringe until his friend here spoke up. The Healer smiled widely, happy that once again, her syringe had saved the day. Wasn't the world a better place when everyone just smiiiiiled??

"Oh yes, of course! Yoga will be an excellent means of reducing the severity of these illnesses. I know there will be a yoga seminar held and knitting as well! Come and unwind and together we'll ensure you all live happier and more productive lives."

Nothing to be done about these two anymore. They were already heading on to the healing process. "You may go." And remember to KEEP SMILING! It took years off your face if you'll believe it!

SPOILER!!: Ronnie
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Originally Posted by Ringo (Post 11648027)
Ronnie's cheeks flushed. Was she supposed to know that stuff? Because she really had no idea. And this woman was making her feel like...well...an idiot or something. Was she? Was she dumber than she had thought? Watching as the lady stopped poking her, (thank heavens), Ronnie cocked her head slightly at what she muttered. Clearing her throat, she continued to look at her. "Is...everything okay...?" she asked, clearly concerned.



"Everything is most certainly not okay." Ravaora said with a stern expression. When someone was so gravely ill you didn't have time for nicities. "You, my dear, have an accute case of Confundosis and I fear the underlying cause may be Overwhelming Overtiredness Patient Syndrome." The chief cause of most illnesses in this place as she'd come to understand. Something needed to be done or they would all find themselves in an early grave, with her grieving at the tombstones. "There will be several seminars being held. See to it that you attend if you hope to get yourself cured." That should be enough, unless things got worse...

SPOILER!!: Emily
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Originally Posted by Hera (Post 11648408)
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Blabbering? Defensive? Okay, sure, she was a little defensive, but last she checked that didn't mean she required a shot. No. There would be no taking ANYTHING... she refused. For a moment it seemed as though the vile woman was finally understanding her, but then she continued scribbling and uttering nonsense along with it.

Unstable.

That was the woman's verdict to her wanting to be properly informed and examined and not simply given a cure for EVERYTHING. Yeah, right.

"No, not the food court and frankly I don't see how any of this is helpful," she started, ready to leave. "Sorry to have wasted your time, but I won't be staying and subjecting myself to your company... I'll be speaking with Healer Epitaph on my way out." Because this Department Head was NOT happy with being told nonsense about mental stability based on the exchange of a few unreasonable words - mostly on the redheads behalf. Her own request had been founded in logic and delivered with as much respect as could be mustered for a fruitloop who sounds as if she might have escaped the loony bin herself.

"And you might want to see a Healer yourself, you're a hypochondriac, and this makes you a danger in the workplace, you shouldn't be practicing."

A hand visibly on her wand, Emily moved to leave the room, her eyes on the woman with the syringe as she did. There would be no way she was going to get stuck with that stuff.



Ravaora gave a loud sigh and recapped her syringe. It wasn't to say this one was beyond saving but rather she would be speaking with Wandastian. The man may prove more persuasive. Nothing left for her to be done just yet. "There will be seminars. They'll help you with your condition. For your own sake I hope you show up without use needing restraints and further action." They could ask that she resign or be replaced with someone more stable. Surely the Minister wouldn't object. She needed to think this through.

"You are free to go." She walked to the door and held it open for her--"Ooooo, the Senior Underscretary is still here." Her and Loranys were still sharing as far as she knew. Save three hotties, marry two of them and keep the third for just in case.

Why was Emily still here? She...was clogging up the room.......

SPOILER!!: Kennedy
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Originally Posted by Deezerz (Post 11649242)
Limited vocabulary?

Excuse HER.

"I'll have you know my vocabulary is not limited," he hissed stalking right after her. What was this? Insult Kennedy day? First, Cornelius experimented by spilling coffee on his pants, in that area where it should be dry. Luckily, he's a wizard. Then...THEN Danny throws a tantrum because Kennedy had to go to work at the same the child wanted to go on a bike ride.

So many tears and, 'Keke, don't go!' It had broken this big man's heart.

And now...now he was being told about some illness he never knew he had. He'd know, you know? Kennedy knew his body and well...he wasn't dying! He was too young.

"I'm not dying," he said, trying to keep his temper down. A gentleman must never raise his voice at a lady. "Could you just get this check up over with so I can prove to you that I'm fine." Please. He really just wanted to go get some coffee and doughnuts.

His stomach rumbled at the thought of food.



My my my. "Defensive as well. Quite the stage of illness you've reached." Ravaora idly tapped away at his cheek while she spoke. When things were this obvious, you hardly needed a check up. "I'd have to say Trelawnitis but you haven't got it bad and like with everyone else I've seen, there is still hope."

This is the part where he started hopping around the room at the blessed news that he would LIVE. Isn't that what people traditionally do?

"No need for further tests. You're gestures say it all. You're a right mess. O.O.P.S gets to the best of many of us. I can perscribe you a few potions and there will be seminars held about the ministry. Rest assured, we will get you back in tip top shape."

ANY QUESTIONS BEFORE YOU GO???

SPOILER!!: Alex
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Originally Posted by PhoenixRising (Post 11649490)
Okay this was just ..... Alex was fairly certain that something WAS up with these Medical Examinations and she was frankly APPALLED that the bosses let them just come in here. They called themselves healers but the way they were acting, well it just more like PSYCHOLOGY. And yes, she was suspicious, but not without good reason, I mean just look at the way the healers were treating her floormate William over there. "I wouldn't use that word ..." Alex said quietly. "I prefer ... intuitive or knowledge seeker." Really, knowledge wasn't a crime; knowing what something was before agreeing to it. And if that needle went within an inch of her skin, there was going to be some serious hell.

Rambling? She raised an eyebrow at that. She said ONE line and that was rambling? Merlin, this one needed to pick up a dictionary. Ignoring it though, she just smiled as another question was asked.

"I sleep enough, yes, thank you." Any other doubts about her health and wellbeing? Was she going to accuse her of dying too, because if she was, then she was so done here.



"Right right of course. We certainly won't be using those words." Whatever it took to keep this woman calm. You could never tell when one might snap in such a hostile environment and the noticeable tensing at the sight of the needle was enough to send Ravaora on high alert. If things got down to it, this one might need sedation. How she hated when it got to that.

"In any case, it sounds like you have Trelawnitis--a severe case of it to say the least." The Healer walked back to her desk and began scribbling. "Nothing we haven't cured before, not to worry."

As for sleeping enough, hah, she would not be falling for that one. Not at all. "Overwhelming Overtiredness Patient Syndrome is the likely culprit of your poor sleep. You should know this and seek to correct it while you can." So they were clear on that.

"You should know we'll be having seminars. Attend them. It's likely the only way you'll live given how advanced your illness has gotten." And yes, she was completely welcome. Ravaora was only here to help. Quite the saint she was.

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Originally Posted by Lissy Longbottom (Post 11649639)
If this wasn't MANDATORY, Gabi wouldn't be here. She was not one to go to the healers often even for checkups, because she ate so well and always exercised that she just never got sick. When she DID, she went into the healers and took care of it right away. No big deal.

But THIS? This was stupid and Gabi was not happy.

She walked in, not saying a word, and looked around the room, arms crossed and heel tapping impatiently on the floor. Was someone just going to come up to her or...?

The...the way her foot tapped. The spastic motion with which it moved. She was losing control of her limbs as well!! What was with this day???? Ravaora nearly fainted but for the sake of this one, she would have to be strong. "Your leg....how long has it been doing that???" Did she know they might have to cut it off???

This. Was. Serious.

O_O

Lissy Longbottom 08-21-2014 12:27 AM

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Originally Posted by Ravaora Silverkin (Post 11652020)

The...the way her foot tapped. The spastic motion with which it moved. She was losing control of her limbs as well!! What was with this day???? Ravaora nearly fainted but for the sake of this one, she would have to be strong. "Your leg....how long has it been doing that???" Did she know they might have to cut it off???

This. Was. Serious.

O_O

Gabi wrinkled her blonde eyebrows. Was that...healer talking to her? Apparently so. And apparently she thought her foot tapping was a medical condition. Was she insane?! Did she not spot sarcastic foot tapping when she saw it?

If this poorly trained healer was the standard to which all these healers were being held - Merlin help them all.

"About five minutes, actually," she said with disdain, her arms still crossed in annoyance. As in "I've been waiting for FIVE MINUTES NOW and this is ridiculous" but she doubted the healer would catch her subtle tone.

Expecto-Penguin 08-21-2014 02:46 AM

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Originally Posted by Ravaora Silverkin (Post 11652020)
It wasn't very often that she had willing patients. Ones that could accept the news and actively seek to understand it. For this she was grateful. FINALLY someone that wanted to LIVE. "Pruritusism is characterized by scratching and fidgeting, the involuntary kind like what you've been doing, Love." For how long she'd been doing it, Ravaora didn't even want to know. All that mattered now was getting her back to the picture of perfect health.

"The anxiety can contribute toward it yes, but the anxiety is more commonly attributed to the O.O.P.S that you're suffering from."

Of course in the wake of all this tragic news there was still hope. "There are potions you can take and I expect you'll be at the seminar I'll be hosting. It'll will help take care of all that." Brilliant news wasn't it? Once again, thanks to Ravaora, this one would LIVE? "You're free to go unless you have other questions."

Jasmine understood her symptoms now. She smiled and nodded politely not fighting it anymore. If she could get cured she would be happier. Oh? There are potions that she could take! That was great news! She smiled widely and asked, "What kind of potions..?" She next heard about her seminar and gave her a quizzical look. "What seminar are you hosting?"

Govoni 08-21-2014 03:14 AM

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Originally Posted by sarahlooo (Post 11647402)
Wizarding university, good. January nodded, pleased that Anthony wasn't yelling and screaming like the rest of them were, so yes, it was good that he got out when he did. There was obviously something wrong with them. Maybe THEY were the ones who needed to be checked out.

And so the questions began. "My diet is good. I cook all my own food, lots of chicken and vegetables. I get about... seven hours of sleep each night." Unless Vic was over. They usually spent the evening chatting and other things. Adult beverages? "The occasional glass of wine or champagne with dinner. A few times a week." Fairly normal, she assumed.

It was his professional opinion that nothing was wrong with Ms. Pennifold.

Anthony paused to jot a few things, down, though...taking care to explicitly detail his wording of the things. The meatier it look in paragraphs, the less likely St. Mungo's crackpots were to prove he wasn't doing the job to the BEST of his ability. Well, Anthony supposed he was doing her a great service. She wouldn't get poked or prodded by questionable instruments or that one woman's syringe.

Mhm.

"Ms. Pennifold, you are in perfect health, aside from the blood pressure, which is no big deal. You are free to go."

GRIN. Anthony thanked the drink he'd had this morning for putting him in a more tolerable mood.

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Originally Posted by Shanners (Post 11647238)
.... Okay. So he was going on the list.

She was definitely expanding it past her own department. Sorry to Rusty-with-the-behind and Boss-pirate-fairy-bore. They just probably wouldn't be on top much longer. Twisting some hair around her finger, Eliora managed her best smile in this time of crisis. (Crisis being that this was more boring than watching paint dry. Was there wet paint around here anywherE? Please?) "Eliora Dodderidge. Accidents and Catastrophes." 25. Single parent to a little princess and a dog.

Perfectly perfect.

Attracted to naps, coffee, good food, attractive males and anything Titanic related.

"Is this going to take long?" She had a nap scheduled.

"No, Ms. Dodderidge. You'll be in an out."...because he personally wouldn't keep her any longer than medically necessary...and Anthony doubted she'd have anything worth keeping her here for. So, that would be that.

The makings of a stress headache were beginning to take root just behind his eyes. "If you would please follow me..."

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Originally Posted by Edward Penguin (Post 11647392)
Edward had almost made it to the door when some chap addressed him and told him something about getting it over with. And then he asked about his name and department. Since when did it require identifying oneself to use the microwave? Was it some sort of subversive device being used to communicate with the world outside? He certainly would not divulge himself, especially since he was an Unmentionable.

I say, I really just wanted to heat up my snack. It's no big deal. I'll just come back later, when it's not so crowded. I don't know what this lot is about, but I've got work to do.

"If I don't see to you, one of them will." Did this man understand what Anthony was saying? This was life or death...or something very close to it.

"Name....and level..." Stare.

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Originally Posted by Grrr..Meow (Post 11648270)
Listening to the man, Jose thought this would be harder than it sounded but the man was saying he was going to be in and out. sounded good to him because he was looking forward to eating his lunch that he had brought with him. Getting more comfortable as he was instructed he sat back and let the man do his work. "alright, all comfortable.".

"I'll be right back, sir."

There were noises and he thought he'd glimpsed a familiar face...

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Originally Posted by DinosaursOnASpaceship (Post 11646820)
Jameson peaked around the corner. Was this the place Cresswell wanted him? Jamie scratched his head. He slide out in the lounge area and blinked at all the people there. Was it a party? IT BETTER BE! Jamie loved parties. He loved dancing at parties. Jamie cocked his head to the side, this was no party but what was it and he was in the right place, yeah? Jameson shrugged and looked around. Soooo, could he take a seat? Jamie had no idea what to do for the first time in a long time. These healers from Mungo's were all up in his grill. Jamie found a free seat and sat down. This was strange. Was he in a muggle doctor's office? Mhm.

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Originally Posted by Wandastian Epitaph (Post 11647474)
Oh, did Healer Cresswell thing he was immune to these VERY IMPORTANT checks? Wandastian stepped forward and lightly patted the man on his shoulder. The motion was distinctly awkward.

"Don't you worry, Healer Cresswell. Ravaora will see to you personally. She's fully adept at handling the issues that accumulate when you're knackered and spent from years in government offices." Oh, there was no more stressful a job than that of the political kind.

"When you've completed the evaluations you're currently working on, please see her. Immediately. Thank you."

Had he heard that? No, no room for arguments! This was a SERIOUS matter. The longer he waited, the worse off he'd be.

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Originally Posted by Ravaora Silverkin (Post 11647686)
He was being silly, completely silly. Tsk tsk. Naturally the Healer would allow him to get back to his work but not just yet. "Oh come now." She said with the widest of smiles and a concealed syringe as she made her way over to him. "This will be brief, you have my word." And with that he received a jab to the arm. Just like that. How was he feeling now?

He'd seen Jamie step into the room and immediately felt some relief. To have an ally was crucial, apparently. No one was safe. Everyone was insane. Merlin, Anthony felt like he'd taken crazy pills...

The pressure behind his eyes only intensified as both St. Mungo's Healers converged on him. No...he was NOT done with his current workload...What...were they doing?

Anthony tried to speak but Nutter #1 had stuck something into his arm...What....the hell? "What....was that?" STARE. The woman would answer him or she was going to get her face he-hexed....off...

The Department Head drooped quite suddenly, a thick fog clouding his brain...and...his limbs instantly felt like they couldn't support his weight...What was...in that syringe...? And...with alcohol......intensified.....effects.......

He tried to call to Jamie...or someone...but he was down for the count.

Zzz! Zzz! Zzz!

BanaBatGirl 08-21-2014 03:15 AM

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Originally Posted by Ravaora Silverkin (Post 11652020)
The initial yelling had startled Ravaora. Mostly because people didn't yell that way when they had seizures but the worry slowly subsided as he settled in and drifted off. Just look how PEACEFUL he looked now. Brilliant what a syringe and some liquid she was unsure of could do and the Healer grinned broadly.

"He shouldn't pose much trouble to his life anymore. We have nothing to worry about." She assured his friend. SEE??? SHE WAS HELPING MORE THAN HIM!! Let her do her job, dammit!

"You're in my hands now Love." She said rubbing a hand against his perfect face. Such a nice structure...such nice arms...was this a firm chest beneath these clothes? "Perhaps I should take him back to my personal lab and keep him for observations." Because my oh my this one. Would Loranys mind sharing? She wouldn't be TOO greedy.

The Healer pulled him back into the examination room, secured his strappings more firmly then injected him once more. Now, now was waiting, face close to his, waiting for the majestic moment those dreamy eyes would open and he would be a calmer man. Ahhh.

Ommmmmmmmnomnomnomnom. Ommmmmmmmmmmmm nom nomnomnom. Ahhhhhhh. William was having a GOOD dre---

"Eehe," he giggled chuckled and opened his eyes when he felt a sharp POKE to the side. Little did he know that it was this second injection that had woken him, all thanks to the LADY WHOSE FACE WAS IN HIS FACE AHHHHH.

William's eyebrows went UP and his eyes POPPED wide awake, but he didn't DO anything just yet. He just stared, wide-eyed, at the woman with her face in his. It was a testament to how strong these injections were that he didn't even react to her creepy staring, which he was now creepily returning.

Um? He... could he just go back to his happy dreamy place? He'd been dreaming about feeding his dragon baby and getting tickled by his tongue on his fingers. =(

Stefan 08-21-2014 03:45 AM

Anthony, Jameson, Emily...and WHOEVER wants to join the rebellion. XD
 
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Originally Posted by Govoni (Post 11652766)

He'd seen Jamie step into the room and immediately felt some relief. To have an ally was crucial, apparently. No one was safe. Everyone was insane. Merlin, Anthony felt like he'd taken crazy pills...

The pressure behind his eyes only intensified as both St. Mungo's Healers converged on him. No...he was NOT done with his current workload...What...were they doing?

Anthony tried to speak but Nutter #1 had stuck something into his arm...What....the hell? "What....was that?" STARE. The woman would answer him or she was going to get her face he-hexed....off...

The Department Head drooped quite suddenly, a thick fog clouding his brain...and...his limbs instantly felt like they couldn't support his weight...What was...in that syringe...? And...with alcohol......intensified.....effects.......

He tried to call to Jamie...or someone...but he was down for the count.

Zzz! Zzz! Zzz!

After his Evals, Max decided to give Anthony a visit and tell his bossman personally that he will go and attend a personal business outside of the Ministry. Of course his bossman knows what it was by now, but he wanted to be polite and proper. As soon as the architect pushed his way inside the lounge, he deadpanned at the sight…and sound of…whatever was going on before him.

Was…that how they did the Evals in that room? Why was a man lying on a stretcher? And…some of the employees had their wands out. Max need not to be a genius to know that things were getting out of hand.

The architect blinked as he saw one of the healers stab Anthony’s arm. She was too fast, and stealthy, and this made Max uncomfortable. The 35 year old, immediately got his wand out, and got Jameson out of his seat. “Wand out, my friend.” He murmured to his co-department, signalling him that this PARTY is OVER. Max didn’t miss the woman with her wand out too. She should go join their mini-uprising. Max pointed his wand at the woman who struck Anthony, flicked it, and expelled the syringe from her grasp sending the evil thing towards another Mungo’s healer’s…bum.

Max EYED the rest of the crazy Mungo’s Healers. “From what I know, they’re not supposed to attack their patients with syringes in that fashion.” He said to the Ministry Employee closest to him. Apparently, them crazy bunch LEFT their ETHICS in their forsaken hospital. “Jameson, I believe we have a Department Head to retrieve.”

Were the OTHER Ministry Employees in this? Come on, people. It’s time to kick them out.

JennMarie 08-21-2014 04:38 AM

Healers, Max, Jamie, ANTHONY!
 
Anthony had sent her a patronus earlier for her to meet him in his office ten minutes ago and he wasn't there so Obviously she wen't searching for him. He was never one to miss anything he scheduled. He was a busy name and lived with a list view of his daily tasks. She knew this because she often kept track of them and made sure it was all in tip top shape for him in the morning. Boss man didn't need the extra stress of forgetting to do things with his busy schedule. Lists were good. Anthony though wasn't anywhere to be found so she began looking floor by floor, asking around and giving suspicious looks to everyone who said they hadn't seen him.

Making her way to Level one she popped her head into every office and area asking around for him when she heard some commotion going on. Furrowing her brows her instincts went on high alert as her right hand quickly found her wand in its holster as she peeked into the technology room. "Everything o........................"


NOTHING. WAS. OK.


"The hell is going on here!?" she saw Max and Jamie first and saw Max had his wand at the ready. What was he DOING!? They we're under WATCH didn't he know this! the last thing they needed to do was attack!"Max are you insane put your wand a......way" She trailed off as she stepped in the room and closer to them and her eyes fell on no one other then Anthony then the SWARM of healers came into focus. It wasn't just the one. "What's going on here!?" She looked at Ravaora Silverkin "Why is Anthony on the floor?" looks for Jamie we're happening too. heh, Hi Jamie.

GrapehSarah 08-21-2014 05:25 AM

All you healer people and especially ANTHONY
 
Bradley wanted to see how Anthony and Jamie were dealing with things on their end. So of course on his break he made his way to the technology lounge...and arrived in total freaking chaos!!!!

He just caught Athena yelling at people and then heard something about Anthony. Brad's eyes scanned for the DH...who was lying on the ground passed out. He kicked into total over protective mode and ran over to the man's side, kneeling on the ground beside him.

"Anthony?!" The man appeared to be sleeping or like he'd been given some sort of sedative. "What on earth did you do to him?!" Yes those stupid Mungo's healers were getting glares and very angry shouts from Brad. No one messed with his friends or anyone in this building for that matter. And so help them if they tried to touch him...

ArianaBlack 08-22-2014 02:12 AM

SPOILER!!: Ravora Silverkin
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Originally Posted by Ravaora Silverkin (Post 11652020)
Oh? Spastic movements as well? It would start with the leg sticking out but it would spread, she was sure. Pretty soon arms would be flailing then her hips would randomly be thrust about from side to side until finally she was doing the hokie pokie without even knowing why. "Uncontrolled muscle movement." The Healer noted aloud for the benefit of patient. It was good she knew.

And with all that sweeting and the way her face was meeelting, did she really think the healer would let her off so easy?? On the verge of death this one.

She shook her head in stark disappointment. "You'll need this checked, it's a grave illness and has been known to take one a many lives even without the other diseases you're simply riddled with." And a dramatic roll of her eyes while she tried to make light of this tragic situation. It was all she could do to not sob on this young woman's shoulder, bawling about how much she'd miss her when she was gone. "I'll tell you what, you won't die. Come to the seminar and we'll make you better. Healer's honour." No one would get left behind. NO ONE.


Uncontrolled muscle movement??! No. She was just trying to show off her FABULOUS heels in better light. Maybe this woman was the one who was diseased. Diseased with an infected FASHION SENSE. Hmph. Tiffany angrily furrowed her brows together and moved her foot back next to the other one. "I can control my muscle movement!" She had full control. There was no uncontrolled movement anywhere Mrs. Healer lady. If she even was a healer. Still hadn't answered the question by the way. If she was qualified or not. Tiffany noticed. MHM. "See? Controlled." And at that she waved her hands in front of her face. So controlled. Everything is under control. Especially this glamorous outfit, but the woman seemed to forget about that too. Totally unqualified.

UUUUHHUUUM Crazy unqualified non-fashion admiring, psycho healer say what? Death? Uh no. She was too young to die. Too BEAUTIFUL. Death didn't just happen and she definitely did not have a disease because she didn't do disease. "Uh yeah I don't know what you're talking about, but I'm not going to die. Death isn't really my thing," And she was most certainly going to ignore the bit about the seminar because this lady was obviously delusional and anyone who didn't appreciate her fashion sense was clearly blinded by something (ahem, not including her sparkly shoes).

"Does Mr. Kettleburn know about your--" at this she gave the lady a one-two-stare, "practices?" Because little did this person know, but she and the minister of magic were pretty tight. MHM. She was one of his advisors of course. And okay so maybe she had only met him at the welcoming party, BUT they totally hit it off. Yeah. And he wouldn't be too happy to know that this healer was unqualified. She even confirmed it herself. Well, she hadn't really denied it

MuggleDinosaur 08-22-2014 04:56 AM

SPOILER!!: ANTHONY! ;;__;;
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Originally Posted by Govoni (Post 11652766)
There were noises and he thought he'd glimpsed a familiar face...

He'd seen Jamie step into the room and immediately felt some relief. To have an ally was crucial, apparently. No one was safe. Everyone was insane. Merlin, Anthony felt like he'd taken crazy pills...

The pressure behind his eyes only intensified as both St. Mungo's Healers converged on him. No...he was NOT done with his current workload...What...were they doing?

Anthony tried to speak but Nutter #1 had stuck something into his arm...What....the hell? "What....was that?" STARE. The woman would answer him or she was going to get her face he-hexed....off...

The Department Head drooped quite suddenly, a thick fog clouding his brain...and...his limbs instantly felt like they couldn't support his weight...What was...in that syringe...? And...with alcohol......intensified.....effects.......

He tried to call to Jamie...or someone...but he was down for the count.

Zzz! Zzz! Zzz!


Was that? It was? A smiled grew on Jamie's face but after a few seconds his disappeared. What were they doing to him? Why were they doing it? Jameson's jaw dropped. Not his favorite department head. Well he was his only department head but he was still his favorite and if Brad took Anthony's job at some point way in the future like fifty years from now Anthony would still be Jamie's favorite important person at the Ministry.

WERE THEY TRYING TO KILL CRESSWELL? NOOOOOO! MY BABY! POOR BOSSMAN!

Jamie sniffed a bit. Why? Why Anthony? He was harmless and a cool dude. These Mungo's people were really snobs well he would say something worse about them but that wasn't in his nature to judge but really Jamie just needed to throw that out of the window right now. Jamie knew these crooks were up to something bad because good guys don't stab people with a needle for no good reason. We were the good guys right now. They were the Avengers and the rude stabby people were Loki and Ultron and all the other bad people in the Marvel universe and that made him Captain America because he was from America but he hadn't lived there for a long time. Like twenty years now.
SPOILER!!: PERSON JAMIE DOESN'T REALLY KNOW THAT WELL BUT WILL GROW TO LOVE XD
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Originally Posted by Mordred (Post 11652789)
The architect blinked as he saw one of the healers stab Anthony’s arm. She was too fast, and stealthy, and this made Max uncomfortable. The 35 year old, immediately got his wand out, and got Jameson out of his seat. “Wand out, my friend.” He murmured to his co-department, signalling him that this PARTY is OVER. Max didn’t miss the woman with her wand out too. She should go join their mini-uprising. Max pointed his wand at the woman who struck Anthony, flicked it, and expelled the syringe from her grasp sending the evil thing towards another Mungo’s healer’s…bum.

Max EYED the rest of the crazy Mungo’s Healers. “From what I know, they’re not supposed to attack their patients with syringes in that fashion.” He said to the Ministry Employee closest to him. Apparently, them crazy bunch LEFT their ETHICS in their forsaken hospital. “Jameson, I believe we have a Department Head to retrieve.”

Were the OTHER Ministry Employees in this? Come on, people. It’s time to kick them out.


HANDS? WHAT? WHY? HE WAS NEXT? DON'T KILL ME PLEEEEEAAAAASE!

Jameson batted the hands that had touched him off of him. "I know how to fight. Don't touch me stabby people!" He whispered, Jamie's eyes were closed and he flailed his arms around until he heard what the man was saying to him. So he just misunderstood the guy at first. Can't blame a guy for not trusting people right about now. Jameson opened his eyes and looked at the person. HEY! He had seen that person before. They were in the same department. Jamie gave the guy a wave and took out his wand like he was asked. Jamie noticed what his fellow healer dude was doing.

IT HIT THE GUY IN THE BUTT!

That was classic. Why had Jamie not known this guy really well before? He seemed pretty awesome and awesome people were really awesome. Jamie likes awesome people. "Someone upped these Mungo's healers wacky pills today." Jamie whispered. The thirty-four year olds eyes widened when he thought about Athena, where was she and was she okay and would it be okay for him to kiss her when he sees her. Now he was getting worried. If anyone had hurt Athena there would be hell and it would be personally from Jameson Carmichael. He wouldn't let anyone hurt Athena. NOPE!
SPOILER!!: ATHENA
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Originally Posted by JennMarie (Post 11652811)
Making her way to Level one she popped her head into every office and area asking around for him when she heard some commotion going on. Furrowing her brows her instincts went on high alert as her right hand quickly found her wand in its holster as she peeked into the technology room. "Everything o........................"


NOTHING. WAS. OK.


"The hell is going on here!?" she saw Max and Jamie first and saw Max had his wand at the ready. What was he DOING!? They we're under WATCH didn't he know this! the last thing they needed to do was attack!"Max are you insane put your wand a......way" She trailed off as she stepped in the room and closer to them and her eyes fell on no one other then Anthony then the SWARM of healers came into focus. It wasn't just the one. "What's going on here!?" She looked at Ravaora Silverkin "Why is Anthony on the floor?" looks for Jamie we're happening too. heh, Hi Jamie.


Just as Jamie started to scan the room he saw her! He saw his favorite blonde girl and he was perfectly okay and beautiful as always. "Athena." Jameson sighed in relief. Athena was okay. She was okay. Jamie walked over to her and cupped her face with his hands and gave her a passionate kiss. Jamie didn't care if he would get in trouble for kissing her, he was just so happy that Athena was here with him and that she was safe. After he pulled away from the kiss he gave her a tight hug. She wasn't going anywhere on his watch. "These Mungo's healers are bat poop crazy." He pointed out. If Jamie was able to he would switch spots with Anthony in a heartbeat.
SPOILER!!: BESTEST BRO
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Originally Posted by GrapehSarah (Post 11652817)
Bradley wanted to see how Anthony and Jamie were dealing with things on their end. So of course on his break he made his way to the technology lounge...and arrived in total freaking chaos!!!!

He just caught Athena yelling at people and then heard something about Anthony. Brad's eyes scanned for the DH...who was lying on the ground passed out. He kicked into total over protective mode and ran over to the man's side, kneeling on the ground beside him.

"Anthony?!" The man appeared to be sleeping or like he'd been given some sort of sedative. "What on earth did you do to him?!" Yes those stupid Mungo's healers were getting glares and very angry shouts from Brad. No one messed with his friends or anyone in this building for that matter. And so help them if they tried to touch him...


These people were insane. Jamie saw Brad make it over to them. He seemed just as worried. Jamie walked over to Brad who was at Anthony's side. "Healers are suppose to help people not harm people." He said loudly so people that were there with them to hear. That was rule number one about being a healer. Healers are suppose to people nice, caring people. All the healers at the Ministry were nice, caring people but these Mungo's healers were cold and heartless. They clearly didn't care about the well being of people. They should be stripped from their jobs as healers.

Ambry Jumptuft 08-23-2014 01:44 AM

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Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19 (Post 11652001)

Jory was highly amused by this Healer woman. She didn't even seem to mind him calling her a shrink. He knew Healers disliked to be compared to Muggle doctors. Jory decided to humour her.

"Really? I didn't know that.'' Really, he didn't. Was that even true? "I haven't suffered any though and I don't intend on having any.'' Lost his hair? O_O Automatically, the YATI raised his right hand to run it through his hair. "I don't stress easily. Which is a good thing, right Healer? Look, I've got all my think, blond hair to prove it.'' He eyed Ambry. "How about you? Haven't you been stressed lately? I hear Healers don't have it any easier.''

Questions. Jory was ready to answer them. "I just feel tired. I love my job so I have no problems doing whatever I have to do to get it done.'' How was that answer? He was not a wacko, thank you very much.

Tsk tsk tsk. This man was in such denial! It was Ambry's job - nay, her DUTY as a HUMAN BEING - to get him to see the light, and change his ways so he could finally be calm and happy again!

"Not many do. It's why mental illness is so overlooked in society," she explained with a heavy sigh. "And I must say, fatigue is one of the FIRST signs of distress. We have to get you on a serious relaxation regime ASAP before it gets even worse! Next thing you know, you'll be unable to move, paralysis by overwhelming feelings of hopeless," she informed him. So yeah, heed her advice, Mister! If you didn't, BAD THINGS were going to happen!

"And I must INSIST you not do any Auror-ish business for at LEAST six months. To be sure you aren't getting even MORE stressed," she told him. If he protested, she would be even MORE concerned and convinced this man needed a vacation.

"Don't worry about ME. I'm used to it. Many years in the business," she told him before waving her wand and transfiguring his seat into a recliner so he was laying down. There. Relaxing, yes?!

Holmesian Feline 08-23-2014 03:33 AM

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Originally Posted by Ravaora Silverkin (Post 11652020)

What was with everyone and this rambling illness? There may have been a dozen of them already diagnosed but the cases just kept coming in. Ravaora shook her head in obvious pity for this man. "Loquentes Ieiuniumtis." Plain as day on this one and they needed to begin before it was too late. "I can perscribe you a few potions and it'll be imperative you attend the seminars being hosted as it will be for your own good."

Was he understanding? Did he know his joke wasn't funny? Some down time would be needed here before he lost his limited sense of humour for good.

"Not to worry, it's curable and despite your accute trelawnitis accompanying the illness I daresay, with our help, you will live." WASN'T THAT JUST BRILLIANT NEWS??????

Loquentes Ieiuni-whatis?

Okay so Simon wasn't a healer, but even still it didn't sound real. Didn't illnesses sound like incantations with the Latin sounding at least remotely like it fit something? And now she was gonna give him prescriptions for treatment of something he was being told nothing about. "What, dare I ask, is that supposed to be?" he asked, crossing his arms in front of himself and urging himself not to simply dash off in frustration. The auror still wasn't aware what actions would or would not effect his career in this situation.

"Pretty sure dark wizards are more of a danger to me than trelawnitis," he mused almost under his breath. That sounded like the name of someone he might have read about in school.

GrapehSarah 08-23-2014 05:09 AM

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Originally Posted by DinosaursOnASpaceship (Post 11653190)
Just as Jamie started to scan the room he saw her! He saw his favorite blonde girl and he was perfectly okay and beautiful as always. "Athena." Jameson sighed in relief. Athena was okay. She was okay. Jamie walked over to her and cupped her face with his hands and gave her a passionate kiss. Jamie didn't care if he would get in trouble for kissing her, he was just so happy that Athena was here with him and that she was safe. After he pulled away from the kiss he gave her a tight hug. She wasn't going anywhere on his watch. "These Mungo's healers are bat poop crazy." He pointed out. If Jamie was able to he would switch spots with Anthony in a heartbeat.

These people were insane. Jamie saw Brad make it over to them. He seemed just as worried. Jamie walked over to Brad who was at Anthony's side. "Healers are suppose to help people not harm people." He said loudly so people that were there with them to hear. That was rule number one about being a healer. Healers are suppose to people nice, caring people. All the healers at the Ministry were nice, caring people but these Mungo's healers were cold and heartless. They clearly didn't care about the well being of people. They should be stripped from their jobs as healers.

Bradley was super focused on making sure that Anthony was just passed out and not dead. You know because he liked his boss man. And then he heard Jamie say something about Athena. He looked up just in time to see Jamie give Athena a very very VERY passionate kiss. His mouth kind of dropped a bit. That was not what he had expected. And Anthony was missing this! Like that was all the two men had talked about forever was getting those idiots together!

"Hey. Congrats on finally coming to your senses but now is not the time to play tonsil hockey Jamie." Like seriously. Not only was Anthony missing their glorious moment of being right, but those crazies might have given something a lot stronger then what the man could handle. Didn't seem like they were checking anything at all.

Bradley looked back down at Anthony. Darn right. These people couldn't possibly have been healers. Healers didn't just go around stabbing people with syringes.

JennMarie 08-23-2014 06:56 AM

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Originally Posted by DinosaursOnASpaceship (Post 11653190)

Just as Jamie started to scan the room he saw her! He saw his favorite blonde girl and he was perfectly okay and beautiful as always. "Athena." Jameson sighed in relief. Athena was okay. She was okay. Jamie walked over to her and cupped her face with his hands and gave her a passionate kiss. Jamie didn't care if he would get in trouble for kissing her, he was just so happy that Athena was here with him and that she was safe. After he pulled away from the kiss he gave her a tight hug. She wasn't going anywhere on his watch. "These Mungo's healers are bat poop crazy." He pointed out. If Jamie was able to he would switch spots with Anthony in a heartbeat.

Athena was busy waiting for an answer that no one was giving her as Anthony's right hand woman she decided to take charge of the situation dealing with him and their department. "Somebody better tell me what the hell is going on or so help me." all these so called "healers" would be out of a job so quick their heads would spin. "Step away from Mr. Cresswell, Ravora." Her blood was boliling at the scene she almost didn't notice Jamie say her name. "Brad can you....."


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Hi Jamie............. and just like that her blood pressure seemed to calm and she took in a breath as Brad made his smart remarks. If he would just shut up for one moment.... Then she remembered the room of people and what was happening and she felt her face flush a deeper red then she could remember...............

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Originally Posted by GrapehSarah (Post 11653503)
Bradley was super focused on making sure that Anthony was just passed out and not dead. You know because he liked his boss man. And then he heard Jamie say something about Athena. He looked up just in time to see Jamie give Athena a very very VERY passionate kiss. His mouth kind of dropped a bit. That was not what he had expected. And Anthony was missing this! Like that was all the two men had talked about forever was getting those idiots together!

"Hey. Congrats on finally coming to your senses but now is not the time to play tonsil hockey Jamie." Like seriously. Not only was Anthony missing their glorious moment of being right, but those crazies might have given something a lot stronger then what the man could handle. Didn't seem like they were checking anything at all.

Bradley looked back down at Anthony. Darn right. These people couldn't possibly have been healers. Healers didn't just go around stabbing people with syringes.

What!? "How mature..." she rolled her eyes at him as she rubbed on her cheek to make the blushing go down. Sure she liked Jamie, that was no secret but they weren't a thing and that was unexpected."Can you pick him up?" did he need Max's help?! "Max, by the way, "s'good to see you." she didn't get to see him too often. "tonsil hockey?! really, what are we twelve?" This cold be their last day on earth! those syringes could be full of a deadly poison!! It was a totally acceptable time for this......... totally.

Stefan 08-23-2014 07:27 AM

SPOILER!!: Jameson, Athena, and Bradley XD
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Originally Posted by DinosaursOnASpaceship (Post 11653190)
Was that? It was? A smiled grew on Jamie's face but after a few seconds his disappeared. What were they doing to him? Why were they doing it? Jameson's jaw dropped. Not his favorite department head. Well he was his only department head but he was still his favorite and if Brad took Anthony's job at some point way in the future like fifty years from now Anthony would still be Jamie's favorite important person at the Ministry.

WERE THEY TRYING TO KILL CRESSWELL? NOOOOOO! MY BABY! POOR BOSSMAN!

Jamie sniffed a bit. Why? Why Anthony? He was harmless and a cool dude. These Mungo's people were really snobs well he would say something worse about them but that wasn't in his nature to judge but really Jamie just needed to throw that out of the window right now. Jamie knew these crooks were up to something bad because good guys don't stab people with a needle for no good reason. We were the good guys right now. They were the Avengers and the rude stabby people were Loki and Ultron and all the other bad people in the Marvel universe and that made him Captain America because he was from America but he hadn't lived there for a long time. Like twenty years now.

HANDS? WHAT? WHY? HE WAS NEXT? DON'T KILL ME PLEEEEEAAAAASE!

Jameson batted the hands that had touched him off of him. "I know how to fight. Don't touch me stabby people!" He whispered, Jamie's eyes were closed and he flailed his arms around until he heard what the man was saying to him. So he just misunderstood the guy at first. Can't blame a guy for not trusting people right about now. Jameson opened his eyes and looked at the person. HEY! He had seen that person before. They were in the same department. Jamie gave the guy a wave and took out his wand like he was asked. Jamie noticed what his fellow healer dude was doing.

IT HIT THE GUY IN THE BUTT!

That was classic. Why had Jamie not known this guy really well before? He seemed pretty awesome and awesome people were really awesome. Jamie likes awesome people. "Someone upped these Mungo's healers wacky pills today." Jamie whispered. The thirty-four year olds eyes widened when he thought about Athena, where was she and was she okay and would it be okay for him to kiss her when he sees her. Now he was getting worried. If anyone had hurt Athena there would be hell and it would be personally from Jameson Carmichael. He wouldn't let anyone hurt Athena. NOPE!

Just as Jamie started to scan the room he saw her! He saw his favorite blonde girl and he was perfectly okay and beautiful as always. "Athena." Jameson sighed in relief. Athena was okay. She was okay. Jamie walked over to her and cupped her face with his hands and gave her a passionate kiss. Jamie didn't care if he would get in trouble for kissing her, he was just so happy that Athena was here with him and that she was safe. After he pulled away from the kiss he gave her a tight hug. She wasn't going anywhere on his watch. "These Mungo's healers are bat poop crazy." He pointed out. If Jamie was able to he would switch spots with Anthony in a heartbeat.

These people were insane. Jamie saw Brad make it over to them. He seemed just as worried. Jamie walked over to Brad who was at Anthony's side. "Healers are suppose to help people not harm people." He said loudly so people that were there with them to hear. That was rule number one about being a healer. Healers are suppose to people nice, caring people. All the healers at the Ministry were nice, caring people but these Mungo's healers were cold and heartless. They clearly didn't care about the well being of people. They should be stripped from their jobs as healers.

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Originally Posted by GrapehSarah (Post 11653503)
Bradley was super focused on making sure that Anthony was just passed out and not dead. You know because he liked his boss man. And then he heard Jamie say something about Athena. He looked up just in time to see Jamie give Athena a very very VERY passionate kiss. His mouth kind of dropped a bit. That was not what he had expected. And Anthony was missing this! Like that was all the two men had talked about forever was getting those idiots together!

"Hey. Congrats on finally coming to your senses but now is not the time to play tonsil hockey Jamie." Like seriously. Not only was Anthony missing their glorious moment of being right, but those crazies might have given something a lot stronger then what the man could handle. Didn't seem like they were checking anything at all.

Bradley looked back down at Anthony. Darn right. These people couldn't possibly have been healers. Healers didn't just go around stabbing people with syringes.

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Originally Posted by JennMarie (Post 11653532)
Athena was busy waiting for an answer that no one was giving her as Anthony's right hand woman she decided to take charge of the situation dealing with him and their department. "Somebody better tell me what the hell is going on or so help me." all these so called "healers" would be out of a job so quick their heads would spin. "Step away from Mr. Cresswell, Ravora." Her blood was boliling at the scene she almost didn't notice Jamie say her name. "Brad can you....."


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Hi Jamie............. and just like that her blood pressure seemed to calm and she took in a breath as Brad made his smart remarks. If he would just shut up for one moment.... Then she remembered the room of people and what was happening and she felt her face flush a deeper red then she could remember...............



What!? "How mature..." she rolled her eyes at him as she rubbed on her cheek to make the blushing go down. Sure she liked Jamie, that was no secret but they weren't a thing and that was unexpected."Can you pick him up?" did he need Max's help?! "Max, by the way, "s'good to see you." she didn't get to see him too often. "tonsil hockey?! really, what are we twelve?" This cold be their last day on earth! those syringes could be full of a deadly poison!! It was a totally acceptable time for this......... totally.




At this point, Max couldn’t tell which group was CRAZIER. His Department, or the Mungo’s Healer. Why was Jameson KISSING Athena? Why NOW? Were they AWARE that CRESSWELL’s on the floor unconscious??! It was a good thing that Bradley came and was now beside Anthony, but Max really got distracted with the lip-locking that’s happening.

Max dropped his wand arm carelessy on his side as he deadpanned on the two. “Seriously?” One, he needs to emerge from his hole so he’d know who’s dating who…or in their case, who’s kissing who. Two, now is not the time! They were adults…and not some sort of hormone-enraged teenagers. Unless…the two of them had no boyfriend or girlfriend since birth, then that was definitely another story.

“Athena.” Max returned the greeting, then focused himself on Anthony and Bradley. Donovan looks calm, so that could only mean that Anthony’s still breathing. “We should get him out of here.” He said to Bradley, his eyes still on the crazy Mungo’s Healers. Max still had his wand out, ready to levitate their bossman out of the crazy room.

Ravaora Silverkin 08-23-2014 04:41 PM

SPOILER!!: Gabi
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Originally Posted by Lissy Longbottom (Post 11652645)
Gabi wrinkled her blonde eyebrows. Was that...healer talking to her? Apparently so. And apparently she thought her foot tapping was a medical condition. Was she insane?! Did she not spot sarcastic foot tapping when she saw it?

If this poorly trained healer was the standard to which all these healers were being held - Merlin help them all.

"About five minutes, actually," she said with disdain, her arms still crossed in annoyance. As in "I've been waiting for FIVE MINUTES NOW and this is ridiculous" but she doubted the healer would catch her subtle tone.



About five minutes? So then..."That's aaaaagggeeesss ago!!!" Ravaora almost wailed in distress. Truly this was a distressing time with all the sick people she'd encountered since the start of the day. "You must must MUST come with me at once, you've got uncontrolled muscle movement and I daresay it could start getting worse before getting better." Surely it was obvious just how dangerous this all was.

NO TIME TO WAIT!!

The Healer latched on to the woman's hand and gave a firm tug in the direction of the examination room. This one needed immediate checking out. Clearly there was some illness wracking her frail and defenseless body and Ravaora was the only one who could solve then heal it.

Yet another soul she would not allow to die.

SPOILER!!: Jasmine
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Originally Posted by Expecto-Penguin (Post 11652742)
Jasmine understood her symptoms now. She smiled and nodded politely not fighting it anymore. If she could get cured she would be happier. Oh? There are potions that she could take! That was great news! She smiled widely and asked, "What kind of potions..?" She next heard about her seminar and gave her a quizzical look. "What seminar are you hosting?"



The Healer smiled broadly at her. Such a cooperative peach. This one had a thirst for life and was willing to help herself anyway she could. It was a beautiful sight. "These right here." She said, removing three vials form the table. "Twice a day, 12 hours a part after a meal and don't go skipping. You won't need more than a few drops in your drink then in 6 months you should be perfectly normal." Ravaora's smiled turned into a grin. "Why knitting of course! I've always thought it was the perfect way to soothe the soul. I trust you'll be there." It would, afterall, be for her own good.

SPOILER!!: MER-LIN the DRAMATIC Healer crew
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Originally Posted by Govoni (Post 11652766)

It was his professional opinion that nothing was wrong with Ms. Pennifold.

Anthony paused to jot a few things, down, though...taking care to explicitly detail his wording of the things. The meatier it look in paragraphs, the less likely St. Mungo's crackpots were to prove he wasn't doing the job to the BEST of his ability. Well, Anthony supposed he was doing her a great service. She wouldn't get poked or prodded by questionable instruments or that one woman's syringe.

Mhm.

"Ms. Pennifold, you are in perfect health, aside from the blood pressure, which is no big deal. You are free to go."

GRIN. Anthony thanked the drink he'd had this morning for putting him in a more tolerable mood.


"No, Ms. Dodderidge. You'll be in an out."...because he personally wouldn't keep her any longer than medically necessary...and Anthony doubted she'd have anything worth keeping her here for. So, that would be that.

The makings of a stress headache were beginning to take root just behind his eyes. "If you would please follow me..."


"If I don't see to you, one of them will." Did this man understand what Anthony was saying? This was life or death...or something very close to it.

"Name....and level..." Stare.


"I'll be right back, sir."

There were noises and he thought he'd glimpsed a familiar face...




He'd seen Jamie step into the room and immediately felt some relief. To have an ally was crucial, apparently. No one was safe. Everyone was insane. Merlin, Anthony felt like he'd taken crazy pills...

The pressure behind his eyes only intensified as both St. Mungo's Healers converged on him. No...he was NOT done with his current workload...What...were they doing?

Anthony tried to speak but Nutter #1 had stuck something into his arm...What....the hell? "What....was that?" STARE. The woman would answer him or she was going to get her face he-hexed....off...

The Department Head drooped quite suddenly, a thick fog clouding his brain...and...his limbs instantly felt like they couldn't support his weight...What was...in that syringe...? And...with alcohol......intensified.....effects.......

He tried to call to Jamie...or someone...but he was down for the count.

Zzz! Zzz! Zzz!

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Originally Posted by Mordred (Post 11652789)
After his Evals, Max decided to give Anthony a visit and tell his bossman personally that he will go and attend a personal business outside of the Ministry. Of course his bossman knows what it was by now, but he wanted to be polite and proper. As soon as the architect pushed his way inside the lounge, he deadpanned at the sight…and sound of…whatever was going on before him.

Was…that how they did the Evals in that room? Why was a man lying on a stretcher? And…some of the employees had their wands out. Max need not to be a genius to know that things were getting out of hand.

The architect blinked as he saw one of the healers stab Anthony’s arm. She was too fast, and stealthy, and this made Max uncomfortable. The 35 year old, immediately got his wand out, and got Jameson out of his seat. “Wand out, my friend.” He murmured to his co-department, signalling him that this PARTY is OVER. Max didn’t miss the woman with her wand out too. She should go join their mini-uprising. Max pointed his wand at the woman who struck Anthony, flicked it, and expelled the syringe from her grasp sending the evil thing towards another Mungo’s healer’s…bum.

Max EYED the rest of the crazy Mungo’s Healers. “From what I know, they’re not supposed to attack their patients with syringes in that fashion.” He said to the Ministry Employee closest to him. Apparently, them crazy bunch LEFT their ETHICS in their forsaken hospital. “Jameson, I believe we have a Department Head to retrieve.”

Were the OTHER Ministry Employees in this? Come on, people. It’s time to kick them out.

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Originally Posted by JennMarie (Post 11652811)
Anthony had sent her a patronus earlier for her to meet him in his office ten minutes ago and he wasn't there so Obviously she wen't searching for him. He was never one to miss anything he scheduled. He was a busy name and lived with a list view of his daily tasks. She knew this because she often kept track of them and made sure it was all in tip top shape for him in the morning. Boss man didn't need the extra stress of forgetting to do things with his busy schedule. Lists were good. Anthony though wasn't anywhere to be found so she began looking floor by floor, asking around and giving suspicious looks to everyone who said they hadn't seen him.

Making her way to Level one she popped her head into every office and area asking around for him when she heard some commotion going on. Furrowing her brows her instincts went on high alert as her right hand quickly found her wand in its holster as she peeked into the technology room. "Everything o........................"


NOTHING. WAS. OK.


"The hell is going on here!?" she saw Max and Jamie first and saw Max had his wand at the ready. What was he DOING!? They we're under WATCH didn't he know this! the last thing they needed to do was attack!"Max are you insane put your wand a......way" She trailed off as she stepped in the room and closer to them and her eyes fell on no one other then Anthony then the SWARM of healers came into focus. It wasn't just the one. "What's going on here!?" She looked at Ravaora Silverkin "Why is Anthony on the floor?" looks for Jamie we're happening too. heh, Hi Jamie.

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Originally Posted by GrapehSarah (Post 11652817)
Bradley wanted to see how Anthony and Jamie were dealing with things on their end. So of course on his break he made his way to the technology lounge...and arrived in total freaking chaos!!!!

He just caught Athena yelling at people and then heard something about Anthony. Brad's eyes scanned for the DH...who was lying on the ground passed out. He kicked into total over protective mode and ran over to the man's side, kneeling on the ground beside him.

"Anthony?!" The man appeared to be sleeping or like he'd been given some sort of sedative. "What on earth did you do to him?!" Yes those stupid Mungo's healers were getting glares and very angry shouts from Brad. No one messed with his friends or anyone in this building for that matter. And so help them if they tried to touch him...

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Originally Posted by DinosaursOnASpaceship (Post 11653190)
Was that? It was? A smiled grew on Jamie's face but after a few seconds his disappeared. What were they doing to him? Why were they doing it? Jameson's jaw dropped. Not his favorite department head. Well he was his only department head but he was still his favorite and if Brad took Anthony's job at some point way in the future like fifty years from now Anthony would still be Jamie's favorite important person at the Ministry.

WERE THEY TRYING TO KILL CRESSWELL? NOOOOOO! MY BABY! POOR BOSSMAN!

Jamie sniffed a bit. Why? Why Anthony? He was harmless and a cool dude. These Mungo's people were really snobs well he would say something worse about them but that wasn't in his nature to judge but really Jamie just needed to throw that out of the window right now. Jamie knew these crooks were up to something bad because good guys don't stab people with a needle for no good reason. We were the good guys right now. They were the Avengers and the rude stabby people were Loki and Ultron and all the other bad people in the Marvel universe and that made him Captain America because he was from America but he hadn't lived there for a long time. Like twenty years now.

HANDS? WHAT? WHY? HE WAS NEXT? DON'T KILL ME PLEEEEEAAAAASE!

Jameson batted the hands that had touched him off of him. "I know how to fight. Don't touch me stabby people!" He whispered, Jamie's eyes were closed and he flailed his arms around until he heard what the man was saying to him. So he just misunderstood the guy at first. Can't blame a guy for not trusting people right about now. Jameson opened his eyes and looked at the person. HEY! He had seen that person before. They were in the same department. Jamie gave the guy a wave and took out his wand like he was asked. Jamie noticed what his fellow healer dude was doing.

IT HIT THE GUY IN THE BUTT!

That was classic. Why had Jamie not known this guy really well before? He seemed pretty awesome and awesome people were really awesome. Jamie likes awesome people. "Someone upped these Mungo's healers wacky pills today." Jamie whispered. The thirty-four year olds eyes widened when he thought about Athena, where was she and was she okay and would it be okay for him to kiss her when he sees her. Now he was getting worried. If anyone had hurt Athena there would be hell and it would be personally from Jameson Carmichael. He wouldn't let anyone hurt Athena. NOPE!

Just as Jamie started to scan the room he saw her! He saw his favorite blonde girl and he was perfectly okay and beautiful as always. "Athena." Jameson sighed in relief. Athena was okay. She was okay. Jamie walked over to her and cupped her face with his hands and gave her a passionate kiss. Jamie didn't care if he would get in trouble for kissing her, he was just so happy that Athena was here with him and that she was safe. After he pulled away from the kiss he gave her a tight hug. She wasn't going anywhere on his watch. "These Mungo's healers are bat poop crazy." He pointed out. If Jamie was able to he would switch spots with Anthony in a heartbeat.

These people were insane. Jamie saw Brad make it over to them. He seemed just as worried. Jamie walked over to Brad who was at Anthony's side. "Healers are suppose to help people not harm people." He said loudly so people that were there with them to hear. That was rule number one about being a healer. Healers are suppose to people nice, caring people. All the healers at the Ministry were nice, caring people but these Mungo's healers were cold and heartless. They clearly didn't care about the well being of people. They should be stripped from their jobs as healers.

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Originally Posted by GrapehSarah (Post 11653503)
Bradley was super focused on making sure that Anthony was just passed out and not dead. You know because he liked his boss man. And then he heard Jamie say something about Athena. He looked up just in time to see Jamie give Athena a very very VERY passionate kiss. His mouth kind of dropped a bit. That was not what he had expected. And Anthony was missing this! Like that was all the two men had talked about forever was getting those idiots together!

"Hey. Congrats on finally coming to your senses but now is not the time to play tonsil hockey Jamie." Like seriously. Not only was Anthony missing their glorious moment of being right, but those crazies might have given something a lot stronger then what the man could handle. Didn't seem like they were checking anything at all.

Bradley looked back down at Anthony. Darn right. These people couldn't possibly have been healers. Healers didn't just go around stabbing people with syringes.

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Originally Posted by JennMarie (Post 11653532)
Athena was busy waiting for an answer that no one was giving her as Anthony's right hand woman she decided to take charge of the situation dealing with him and their department. "Somebody better tell me what the hell is going on or so help me." all these so called "healers" would be out of a job so quick their heads would spin. "Step away from Mr. Cresswell, Ravora." Her blood was boliling at the scene she almost didn't notice Jamie say her name. "Brad can you....."


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Hi Jamie............. and just like that her blood pressure seemed to calm and she took in a breath as Brad made his smart remarks. If he would just shut up for one moment.... Then she remembered the room of people and what was happening and she felt her face flush a deeper red then she could remember...............



What!? "How mature..." she rolled her eyes at him as she rubbed on her cheek to make the blushing go down. Sure she liked Jamie, that was no secret but they weren't a thing and that was unexpected."Can you pick him up?" did he need Max's help?! "Max, by the way, "s'good to see you." she didn't get to see him too often. "tonsil hockey?! really, what are we twelve?" This cold be their last day on earth! those syringes could be full of a deadly poison!! It was a totally acceptable time for this......... totally.

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Originally Posted by Mordred (Post 11653537)
SPOILER!!: Jameson, Athena, and Bradley XD







At this point, Max couldn’t tell which group was CRAZIER. His Department, or the Mungo’s Healer. Why was Jameson KISSING Athena? Why NOW? Were they AWARE that CRESSWELL’s on the floor unconscious??! It was a good thing that Bradley came and was now beside Anthony, but Max really got distracted with the lip-locking that’s happening.

Max dropped his wand arm carelessy on his side as he deadpanned on the two. “Seriously?” One, he needs to emerge from his hole so he’d know who’s dating who…or in their case, who’s kissing who. Two, now is not the time! They were adults…and not some sort of hormone-enraged teenagers. Unless…the two of them had no boyfriend or girlfriend since birth, then that was definitely another story.

“Athena.” Max returned the greeting, then focused himself on Anthony and Bradley. Donovan looks calm, so that could only mean that Anthony’s still breathing. “We should get him out of here.” He said to Bradley, his eyes still on the crazy Mungo’s Healers. Max still had his wand out, ready to levitate their bossman out of the crazy room.



Ahh, just look at how peaceful Mister Cresswell had gotten after his little shot. Proud moment for Ravaora. It did her heart good to see people allowing themselves to relax. Poor man was obviously suffering O.O.P.S and needed this well earned nap.

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But then they all showed up making a big fuss of things and the man that was clearly in good hands now. Blink blink. Oh deeeaaarrr. "Now now, you'll wake him up if you continue so loudly." She reprimanded with an annoyed click of her tongue. Didn't they know ANYTHING about patient care? It was self explained; they worked here, they couldn't have known better.

Ravaora gave a disappointed shake of her head. "You lot have a deal more to learn. If you are here to collect Mister Cresswell this noise isn't necessary. Simply support his weight appropriately and have him levitated out." It wasn't that serious. Come ON people her four year olds knew this stuff. "Kindly do so in an organised fashion and know I am disappointed in you all." SUCH unprofessionalism. Hmph!

SPOILER!!: Sleeping beauty
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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl (Post 11652769)
Ommmmmmmmnomnomnomnom. Ommmmmmmmmmmmm nom nomnomnom. Ahhhhhhh. William was having a GOOD dre---

"Eehe," he giggled chuckled and opened his eyes when he felt a sharp POKE to the side. Little did he know that it was this second injection that had woken him, all thanks to the LADY WHOSE FACE WAS IN HIS FACE AHHHHH.

William's eyebrows went UP and his eyes POPPED wide awake, but he didn't DO anything just yet. He just stared, wide-eyed, at the woman with her face in his. It was a testament to how strong these injections were that he didn't even react to her creepy staring, which he was now creepily returning.

Um? He... could he just go back to his happy dreamy place? He'd been dreaming about feeding his dragon baby and getting tickled by his tongue on his fingers. =(



Awwwwwww just LOOK at how happy she'd made him!!!

IT WAS THE HEALING PROCESS AT WORK!! Oh? And he woke up! Eeep! Yaaaay!! Thank Merlin! For a moment she'd been worried she'd given him the other vial. That would have been a disaster in itself but nothing to worry about because he was waking up and she might have wiggled a bit in excitement. Once again Ravaora Silverkin proved herself NOT a failure. Oh happy day!!

"Hello there sleepy head." That tranquil look he had on, it was evidence enough he was on the road to healing. "Feeling better after the little spout you forced yourself into outside? Hmmm? Ready to behave and take the yummy potions so I don't have to stick you again?"

Seriously....could she...keep him? Like...forever? No one would have to notice him never returning to work....:mellow:

SPOILER!!: Tiffany
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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack (Post 11653129)
Uncontrolled muscle movement??! No. She was just trying to show off her FABULOUS heels in better light. Maybe this woman was the one who was diseased. Diseased with an infected FASHION SENSE. Hmph. Tiffany angrily furrowed her brows together and moved her foot back next to the other one. "I can control my muscle movement!" She had full control. There was no uncontrolled movement anywhere Mrs. Healer lady. If she even was a healer. Still hadn't answered the question by the way. If she was qualified or not. Tiffany noticed. MHM. "See? Controlled." And at that she waved her hands in front of her face. So controlled. Everything is under control. Especially this glamorous outfit, but the woman seemed to forget about that too. Totally unqualified.

UUUUHHUUUM Crazy unqualified non-fashion admiring, psycho healer say what? Death? Uh no. She was too young to die. Too BEAUTIFUL. Death didn't just happen and she definitely did not have a disease because she didn't do disease. "Uh yeah I don't know what you're talking about, but I'm not going to die. Death isn't really my thing," And she was most certainly going to ignore the bit about the seminar because this lady was obviously delusional and anyone who didn't appreciate her fashion sense was clearly blinded by something (ahem, not including her sparkly shoes).

"Does Mr. Kettleburn know about your--" at this she gave the lady a one-two-stare, "practices?" Because little did this person know, but she and the minister of magic were pretty tight. MHM. She was one of his advisors of course. And okay so maybe she had only met him at the welcoming party, BUT they totally hit it off. Yeah. And he wouldn't be too happy to know that this healer was unqualified. She even confirmed it herself. Well, she hadn't really denied it



Ravaora's eyes popped wide. Flailing arms infront of the woman's face, she was terrified the woman might hurt herself. "Spastic movements." She corrected sternly. Those were not controlled, they were another evil entirely, one the healer wouldn't chance. NO ONE WOULD HURT THEMSELVES WHILE SHE WAS HERE!! With that resolve, in one swift motion, she reached forward and jabbed the woman with a syringe of yellow liquid. "You'll feel better in a moment, I promise." Ravaora informed as she recapped it.

"And that is the spirit! Say no to death! You don't have to go with him because I'm here." The spunk on this woman would be what allowed her to live. Evidently. If she was this dedicated to life then saving her wouldn't be that difficult.

Ah and talk of Mister Kettleburn. "He is, yes, we were fortunate enough to have a meeting with the man a little earlier today." Speaking of the man, was he not meant to show up for the examinations as well? Hmmmm, she would have to get Wandastian to to look into that before they left. No telling what he was plagued with.

SPOILER!!: Simon
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Originally Posted by Holmesian Feline (Post 11653483)
Loquentes Ieiuni-whatis?

Okay so Simon wasn't a healer, but even still it didn't sound real. Didn't illnesses sound like incantations with the Latin sounding at least remotely like it fit something? And now she was gonna give him prescriptions for treatment of something he was being told nothing about. "What, dare I ask, is that supposed to be?" he asked, crossing his arms in front of himself and urging himself not to simply dash off in frustration. The auror still wasn't aware what actions would or would not effect his career in this situation.

"Pretty sure dark wizards are more of a danger to me than trelawnitis," he mused almost under his breath. That sounded like the name of someone he might have read about in school.



She was glad he asked, truly. Knowing ones symptoms helped you treat them more effectively. "Rambling, excessive talk or chatter and you, my Love, have it." ALL those tangents he went off on when all she asked for was a joke. If he didn't know a good joke saying as much would have been enough but he was clearly a rambler and couldn't help himself. "It's a stress related illness, you see, so you'll of course be required to attend the seminar being hosted." And he would love knitting so much afterwards that he'd make it a hobby. She could see it now.

And there he went again mumbling little things to himself. Sigh. This one would need a lot of help. Ravaora walked to the door and held it open for him. "It's all for your own good, I trust you understand this."

omnomnomRAWR 08-24-2014 12:59 AM

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Originally Posted by Ravaora Silverkin (Post 11652020)
"That is called denial, Love, but not to worry, we'll beat it out of you in no time." Metaphorically of course. Everyone knew this healer preferred needles, they were her little friends and other were always so much nicer after she used them. That's what this place needed, a little nicer energy.

"You're obviously over worked and in such a stressful environment. It's not good for your complexion." Surely Ravaora wasn't the only one who saw this?

Merlin.

She narrowed her eyes and turned away bitterly.

"I am not over-worked," she rolled her eyes. "And my complexion is just fine, thank you." Ugh, honestly...

Expecto-Penguin 08-24-2014 02:22 AM

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Originally Posted by Ravaora Silverkin (Post 11653602)
The Healer smiled broadly at her. Such a cooperative peach. This one had a thirst for life and was willing to help herself anyway she could. It was a beautiful sight. "These right here." She said, removing three vials form the table. "Twice a day, 12 hours a part after a meal and don't go skipping. You won't need more than a few drops in your drink then in 6 months you should be perfectly normal." Ravaora's smiled turned into a grin. "Why knitting of course! I've always thought it was the perfect way to soothe the soul. I trust you'll be there." It would, afterall, be for her own good.

Jazz stared at the three vials she had for her. "Wait so I take each of the three vials twice a day?" she asked. That seemed a bit much but if the doctor knew what she was talking about she hate to be the one correcting her. No more than a few drops she got it and nodded. Ahh so it took 6 months!? Woaahh a long time for that. Jazz smiled and agreed with it. "As long as it gets me normal.." But then she heard there was a knitting seminar. Wooaahh hold the hippogriff. Jazz did not do knitting. She shook her head. "But I do not know how to knit. I will be the worse one there..." she told her honestly.


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