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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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Was that an involuntary tick? Was it? Ravaora noticed the wincing and knew immediately that this man's nervous system was failing. Pretty soon he'd be in a wheelchair too or carted off to St. Mungo's if they caught it quickly enough. This was even more serious than she thought--no, than she DARED to imagine.

"Repetitive speech with the use of 'whoa' twice." Had he already forgotten he'd uttered it? An advanced stage of the disease. Merlin's beard help them all if he got into the wider public. His sudden draw back had her eyeing him even more seriously. "Afraid of contact as well...." She muttered, drawing on little ideas here and there as to what would definitively be the cause of his melt down.

"And rambling." She noted as they got into the room. Offering explanations where there need not be any. The dark circles under his eyes as well......"How well are you sleeping?" And while she asked she reached for the closet thing on her table and hurled it at him. Just like that. Throwing missiles.
Oh that was it. Vic threw his arms up in the air as the lady continued to take every freaking flutter of his eyelids as a symptom! Definitely not professional. And now he was trapped in an exam room with her-- WHOA! A THING FLYING HIS WAY! Vic ducked. And stayed crouched there with the widest his eyes could ever go.

"What in Merlin's fluffy slippers are you doing?" He felt where his wand was inside his jacket and kept his hand there in case the lady had any other funny ideas. She was definitely going back to the mental section in St. Mungo's. He just needed to summon security without setting her off. Vic glanced around him, a can of some kind of powder would do. He just needed to write a S.O.S message.
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When Ainsley checked the noticeboard at work, she had to do a double take. Since when did they need to have a health screening at work? She wasn't one to complain though. She managed to get herself to a stopping point, and she click clacked her way over to the lounge that was noted.

As she walked in, she saw that it seemed to be busy. Merlin... she had piles of paperwork that she needed to go through. The last thing she needed was to fall behind because of some silly health screening. Her blood pressure would not be a good thing to test right now.

Did appointments even matter? Because they sure did seem busy in here. Ainsley was a very organized person, and what they had going on right now was starting to give her anxiety.
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It didn't take long for Ravaora to see this one was lost. Looking but not truly SEEING. That would explain why she was flipping through the book as if she'd lost her shadow in the pages--had she? There was a disease with that one written all over it. As she approached, she cleared her throat so as not to alarm the young woman then cause mass panic within the room and have everyone throwing desks and chairs. Those were horrible times. "No need to check the book. I'd rather you come with me right now. This clearly can't wait." And what was numerical order anyway when you were tending to the DYING??
As Jasmine was looking through the list, as she looked up she noticed a women was coming towards her. Good thing she looked up, she would have scared her. "Hello..." she greeted but then she was asked to come with her right now. She gave her a perplexed look and followed her. She wasn't sick or anything. She hope she didn't give off a bad impression.
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"Yes, Wizarding University." Writing down a few more general things (to appear like he was actually doing his job), Anthony smiled. "Clearly getting out was smart, yes? I think someone slipped something into the water."......It probably wasn't the smartest thing to do, making those types of comments.....but Merlin, if it wasn't true enough.

The liquid courage was running it's course.

"As I mentioned before, I'll simply be asking a series of questions."...to reiterate the general timeline of the evaluation. No, the DH had absolutely no idea what Silverkin was going to be asking or what she was going to do, even...but this was how he was preferring to roll.

"How's your diet? Your sleep pattern? Do you get enough hours in the night to feel properly rested the next morning? Do you consume adult beverages?"

...Just to name a few. All the while, Anthony glanced between her opened file and her face, trying to appear more serious than he had been before. Ms. Pennifold didn't need to know they were clearly UNDER ATTACK here.


"Just follow me back. Let's be quick...." Seriously, Mr. Mora didn't want to be subjected to that; mentally waving a hand in the Silverkin woman's direction.

"Make yourself comfortable. We'll begin shortly..." Merlin, did she have to be so LOUD?!

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Was he playing dumb? In denial? Unsure what she meant? Perhaps Ravaora would have to speak as slowly to him as she did a few patience that had earlier appointments. How wide spread was this epidemic and which one were they spreading?? So fascinating yet tragic. The bodies would begin piling up if she didn't get to work. "The stress, Love. Get rid of aaaalll that anxiety. Feel your muscles loosening." And on that note, why was he not following?

Hmm, clearly it was a cerebral malfunction. He truly wasn't processing a thing she said, was he. Parasites in the brain, most likely or the stress eating away at the neurons--

HANG ON!! "No no no." Ravaora clutched tightly to the handles of the elderly man's wheelchair. "This one is gravely ill, knocking on death's door and will be seeing no one but ME. How long has he been unable to walk?" She turned to old man and spoke exaggeratedly slow once more. "It. Is. Alright. SIR." In case he was hard of hearing too. "We'll get you walking again in NO TIME." No walking meant a muscular problem obviously brought on from a lack of exercise and poor diet. They'd get this one up and about in no time. Ravaora began wheeling him toward the room, no time for protests. "And I suggest you come too unless you want to drop dead." Unless he diiiiiiiiid. DID HE???? Clearly OOPS struck again.
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Anthony violently cringed at the St. Mungo's Healer's....everything, actually. He was cringing at everything. Merlin, help them all.

He'd been in the process of approaching Mr. Serman Clark, a man that was rather well known around the Ministry...but that woman, and he used the term loosely, had struck again.

It was ENDLESSLY frustrating...having NO SAY in the going-ons of his own area of interest. Anything health related fell to him and HIS team....AND ARON. She was...He didn't....And Emily...

"I believe I need a break."...because violence. He wanted to perform violence.

"Unfortunately, Healer Cresswell, a break is simply not feasible at the current time." Wandastian had materialized in the technology lounge, a gigantic notepad in hand. What exactly was on said notepad would remain a mystery, as he proceeded towards his St. Mungo's coworker.

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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.

"Healer Carmichael! How lovely to see you found your way!"...and not disappearing into whichever break room or relaxation room...All these unnecessary break rooms, to have a private moment with your lady friend.

Ordinarily, human interaction and relationships went way over his head, but the manner in which Ms. Smith had grasped the young Healer's hand spoke volumes to Wandy.

Relationships in the workplace were generally frowned upon at St. Mungo's...

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Harmony simply didn't see what the other Department Heads were up in arms about. Surely they cared about the health of their employees and as a woman who could see auras, the red head could vouch for the fact that many of the people in this building were stressed out. Poor dears. If only her love of laughter yoga and fresh hummus was shared by all. It did wonders for her health!

Sauntering into the technology lounge, the creature-crazy woman looked around and smiled. She then approached the table and cleared her throat.

"Helloooo! Department Head Harmony Skylark reporting for an examination!"

Oh, one of the women he'd wanted to see! How lovely! Simply marvelous!

"Department Head Skylark, when you have a moment, I'd like to meet with you in your office. Privately." There was an itinerary forming in his mind and on his notepad. Fortunately, he had high hopes for Ms. Skylark and her very zen aura.

She exuded the calm. Wandy hoped she'd be of service because of it.

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When Ainsley checked the noticeboard at work, she had to do a double take. Since when did they need to have a health screening at work? She wasn't one to complain though. She managed to get herself to a stopping point, and she click clacked her way over to the lounge that was noted.

As she walked in, she saw that it seemed to be busy. Merlin... she had piles of paperwork that she needed to go through. The last thing she needed was to fall behind because of some silly health screening. Her blood pressure would not be a good thing to test right now.

Did appointments even matter? Because they sure did seem busy in here. Ainsley was a very organized person, and what they had going on right now was starting to give her anxiety.

He'd been about to poke the lovely Ms. Ravaora when a young woman appeared for her examination. Oh, it pleased Wandastian greatly that the Ministry population had chosen to treat these checks with the seriousness they deserved.

There was HOPE yet! THEY COULD BE SAVED.

...Especially this desperately anxious woman. He could SEE the CRAZED LOOK IN HER EYE. She was about to have an episode. How DANGEROUS?! "Ma'am, please!" He pulled a potion from his robes pocket quickly, examining the pale purple contents. "This will calm you down. Take it immediately."

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Was he playing dumb? In denial? Unsure what she meant? Perhaps Ravaora would have to speak as slowly to him as she did a few patience that had earlier appointments. How wide spread was this epidemic and which one were they spreading?? So fascinating yet tragic. The bodies would begin piling up if she didn't get to work. "The stress, Love. Get rid of aaaalll that anxiety. Feel your muscles loosening." And on that note, why was he not following?

Hmm, clearly it was a cerebral malfunction. He truly wasn't processing a thing she said, was he. Parasites in the brain, most likely or the stress eating away at the neurons--

HANG ON!! "No no no." Ravaora clutched tightly to the handles of the elderly man's wheelchair. "This one is gravely ill, knocking on death's door and will be seeing no one but ME. How long has he been unable to walk?" She turned to old man and spoke exaggeratedly slow once more. "It. Is. Alright. SIR." In case he was hard of hearing too. "We'll get you walking again in NO TIME." No walking meant a muscular problem obviously brought on from a lack of exercise and poor diet. They'd get this one up and about in no time. Ravaora began wheeling him toward the room, no time for protests. "And I suggest you come too unless you want to drop dead." Unless he diiiiiiiiid. DID HE???? Clearly OOPS struck again.



Was that an involuntary tick? Was it? Ravaora noticed the wincing and knew immediately that this man's nervous system was failing. Pretty soon he'd be in a wheelchair too or carted off to St. Mungo's if they caught it quickly enough. This was even more serious than she thought--no, than she DARED to imagine.

"Repetitive speech with the use of 'whoa' twice." Had he already forgotten he'd uttered it? An advanced stage of the disease. Merlin's beard help them all if he got into the wider public. His sudden draw back had her eyeing him even more seriously. "Afraid of contact as well...." She muttered, drawing on little ideas here and there as to what would definitively be the cause of his melt down.

"And rambling." She noted as they got into the room. Offering explanations where there need not be any. The dark circles under his eyes as well......"How well are you sleeping?" And while she asked she reached for the closet thing on her table and hurled it at him. Just like that. Throwing missiles.



Minister's Office, Level 1, central point of the chaos she was willing to bet. That was where decrees came from, such a STRESSFUL job it was and it would break most people, in fact, it had broken this man right here. His internal self was long shattered but he did not know. What a shame in life this was.

"Yes, I'll be seeing you right now. Please step into the room. Have no fear, we've seen worse cases than your own. In no time we should have you fixed, just have to pinpoint what's wrong first."

Because something was wrong, did he know? DID HE KNOW HE WAS DYING???



Such. Short. Sentences.

Ravaora walked right up to this one, giving her a once over. Short sentences could only mean 10 things and one by one she would figure out what! Could be anything from too much sugar to a brain degenerating disease that was slowly ruining speech function. Tut tut, the woman might find it a little harder to fulfil her tasks if she could hardly give directions. "Emily Browne, yes? Department Head? Those have priority, step right this way Ma'am." Toward the room where your fate would be sealed.

She had caught her looking around earlier as well. Possibly feeling trapped, like the walls were closing in--or a fear of people, yes! It made sense! The short sentences too in an effort to be done with it. This woman had been scarred. It was heart breakingly tragic at the very least and the healer took the woman's hands in hers. "We will help you get through this. I promise you we're the best at what we do. You will be a new woman." Now chop chop the reformation needed to begin and it couldn't without a diagnosis!



Why was she looking at her like that? With those craaaazy eyes. It was setting in, wasn't it? Perhaps this one would need restraints while they got the evaluations done...just in case. "We will be here all day." Ravaora commented idly as she began patting at the woman's cheeks. "And will continue to be here until you are all healed and reformed." She sighed heavily, lowering her hands again. "It's just as I thought. Your face is changing colour. We'll need to prescribe you something for it." True. It was all red now. Would she need a mirror?

The healer reached for the clipboard across from her and began scribbling. "Denial as well..." She muttered as she scribbled. "But yes, I like your enthusiasm. You will not die so long as we are here! Now tell me, how have you been feeling lately? Stressed? Over worked? Under paid? Unfulfilled? Hmmmmm?" Leaning closer she pulled an eyelid down to check. It wasn't green. Huh. That ruled that out.



The nonchalance on this one was a telling sign, oh yes it was. He didn't understand the grave nature of this situation. He wasn't comprehending or perhaps he simply didn't know what was going on. The man had said his name, he knew that much but the healer had her doubts.

"I do believe you have an appointment yes, please come with me and we can have you sorted out." And poked and prodded and anything else she saw fit.

The examination room was all hers.



STARE.

Was this one stress reading?

Ravaora had seen that condition before. The woman was scared before her wits, terrified of what she would find out today and for that reason she was choosing to read. But what was it? What could possibly make people so utterly terrified that they would revert to witch weekly of all things??? Terrible thing this was and she would have to act fast.

"I'm afraid the situation is worst than your reading will be able to handle." She tsked as if disappointedly in life and all of this woman's choices. "Nothing to be done about that now though. You'll have to come with me and we'll see what we can find--pray to merlin we've caught it in time."

"Ravaora, when you have a moment..." The lovely Ms. Silverkin was doing a wonderful job with these Ministry workers. Her influence and dedicated was a TRUE inspiration.

Perhaps he'd suggest a raise...
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Ravaora walked right up to this one, giving her a once over. Short sentences could only mean 10 things and one by one she would figure out what! Could be anything from too much sugar to a brain degenerating disease that was slowly ruining speech function. Tut tut, the woman might find it a little harder to fulfil her tasks if she could hardly give directions. "Emily Browne, yes? Department Head? Those have priority, step right this way Ma'am." Toward the room where your fate would be sealed.

She had caught her looking around earlier as well. Possibly feeling trapped, like the walls were closing in--or a fear of people, yes! It made sense! The short sentences too in an effort to be done with it. This woman had been scarred. It was heart breakingly tragic at the very least and the healer took the woman's hands in hers. "We will help you get through this. I promise you we're the best at what we do. You will be a new woman." Now chop chop the reformation needed to begin and it couldn't without a diagnosis!
And look at that, people knew who she was... and seemed to care. "Correct," she replied simply, following the short haired woman. With red red red lips. Red lips were unfathomably annoying, but it wasn't her place to say anything, so she would ignore it, her distaste masked in an expression of boredom. "Will this take long? I have a department to run," she mused as she stepped into the room she was escorted to. Go figure, while she visited level one frequently, the technology lab and this area in general, remained a mystery to her.

It was only as the woman took her hands in hers that Emily suddenly realised what she had done. She had willingly - more or less - subjected herself to an evaluation of her health, conducted by a nutjob. Excellent work Browne, you sure know how to find them. "I assure you I don't need your help, no renewal necessary." She pulled her hands out of the woman's grasp, all touchy feely as she was. Disgusting. Just... get this over with. Stick her with whatever, and she'd jump through their obstacles, play mind games too if it came to that, but for Circe's sake, get on with it. "Do you need me to sit?" Stand? What?
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Now she was feeling her own temperature too? Could she have been just as suspicious as to what it was she had? Must have been. Circe help them all, but she didn't have a fever so less to worry about. The Healer did pick up on the tone and in response leaned reeeeeeally close to the woman who was withdrawn--it must have been trauma!!!!!! Was she traumatized?? No doubt from the recent events within the Ministry.

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So the woman thought that all of this was a conspiracy, eh? The theory sounded a bit odd to Tancred, but he had heard and seen stranger things before. He shrugged at her and replied, "I don't know. This whole health evaluation thing does seem odd. But what would be the point of using it as a distraction while someone searched through the whole Ministry? I mean, wouldn't it be easier to just send us all home for the day?" If something fishy was going on though, he would bet it had to do with Mysteries.

He was about to say that this evaluation stuff was probably not that big of a deal. Probably just a random check-up to make sure everyone was healthy. After all, the two of them looked healthy enough to be in a working environment. However, the same couldn't be said for everyone else in the Ministry.

Out of the blue, a woman healer then came by and started touching foreheads ... and then his face. This wasn't part of the examination, right? Why were her hands still holding onto his face? Should she have let go by now? And what was she going on about a dictionary for?

Tancred just stared. Everything was going to be alright? Oookay then. "Yes, I have an appointment," he told her. He wouldn't be here if he could get away with it. "And I am feeling well. But I am afraid I won't be able to tell you how many fingers you're holding up with your hands on my face." Were they sure it was the Ministry employees that needed to be evaluated? He wasn't a healer by any means, but he was positive a certain someone had escaped a long-term residence ward.


WHAT even was all that about? Alex couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at this woman, something no doubt she would probably pick up on and accuse her of having some other disorder. Did she just call her crazy? She smiled at that. Honestly, did the woman fail to see that she was already working in an institution where crazy was a job requirement. She did find herself leaning back though when the 'healer' leaned in waaaaayyyyyy close to her. Personal space. Professionalism. Honestly.

She gave an apologetic smile towards her floormate though when he replied back about it being easier to send them all home for the day. Did he not see though? Sending them all home for the day without reason would be cause for suspicion. BUT if they sent them all to St Mungos for 'care' well there wouldn't be anything they could do about it. Nonetheless she gave her floormate a 'we'll talk later' look, as she turned obediently toward the 'healer' and followed her into the examination room.

"Sorry to interrupt your examination process, but I am in working shape and haven't had any issues." So she was healthy, really.



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He wasn't actually sure what all the ruckus was about, just that it was mandatory. And that meant show up or he'd get in trouble. Somehow.

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"Actually, this gentleman and myself have our appointments set with Mr. Cresswell."
On her way into the examination room she did catch sight of an old co-worker of hers from when she worked down in Department of Mysteries. Oh, Sherman, she didn't know he was still working here! Alex made a mental note to catch up with him soon - after the health evaluation, that is. Him and Evelyn too.
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Unless exploration was mandatory, in which case, Genevieve was cross. Super cross.

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Was he playing dumb? In denial? Unsure what she meant? Perhaps Ravaora would have to speak as slowly to him as she did a few patience that had earlier appointments. How wide spread was this epidemic and which one were they spreading?? So fascinating yet tragic. The bodies would begin piling up if she didn't get to work. "The stress, Love. Get rid of aaaalll that anxiety. Feel your muscles loosening." And on that note, why was he not following?

Hmm, clearly it was a cerebral malfunction. He truly wasn't processing a thing she said, was he. Parasites in the brain, most likely or the stress eating away at the neurons--

HANG ON!! "No no no." Ravaora clutched tightly to the handles of the elderly man's wheelchair. "This one is gravely ill, knocking on death's door and will be seeing no one but ME. How long has he been unable to walk?" She turned to old man and spoke exaggeratedly slow once more. "It. Is. Alright. SIR." In case he was hard of hearing too. "We'll get you walking again in NO TIME." No walking meant a muscular problem obviously brought on from a lack of exercise and poor diet. They'd get this one up and about in no time. Ravaora began wheeling him toward the room, no time for protests. "And I suggest you come too unless you want to drop dead." Unless he diiiiiiiiid. DID HE???? Clearly OOPS struck again.

Oh, there was his boss! Hi boss! Sherman perked up and WAVED.

Wait... Mr. Cresswell? Another Department Head? But he hadn't even worn his GOOD tie today.

The elderly man's attention had been completely focused on his superior, and he'd not even noticed that the healer lady had been observing him until she grabbed onto the handles of his seat. Um..... why was she....? Gravely ill? Death's door? Err.... what was...?

"Where am I going?" Where was she TAKING him? Sherman's eyes widened to the size of saucers. "I... I can walk, ma'am! With a cane! I... I have a cane!" It was right there, sticking out of the compartment that held it in the back of his wheelchair.

Was this woman sane? Aron. SAVE him. Merlin.
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The liquid courage was running it's course.

"As I mentioned before, I'll simply be asking a series of questions."...to reiterate the general timeline of the evaluation. No, the DH had absolutely no idea what Silverkin was going to be asking or what she was going to do, even...but this was how he was preferring to roll.

"How's your diet? Your sleep pattern? Do you get enough hours in the night to feel properly rested the next morning? Do you consume adult beverages?"

...Just to name a few. All the while, Anthony glanced between her opened file and her face, trying to appear more serious than he had been before. Ms. Pennifold didn't need to know they were clearly UNDER ATTACK here.


"Just follow me back. Let's be quick...." Seriously, Mr. Mora didn't want to be subjected to that; mentally waving a hand in the Silverkin woman's direction.

"Make yourself comfortable. We'll begin shortly..." Merlin, did she have to be so LOUD?!

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Was he playing dumb? In denial? Unsure what she meant? Perhaps Ravaora would have to speak as slowly to him as she did a few patience that had earlier appointments. How wide spread was this epidemic and which one were they spreading?? So fascinating yet tragic. The bodies would begin piling up if she didn't get to work. "The stress, Love. Get rid of aaaalll that anxiety. Feel your muscles loosening." And on that note, why was he not following?

Hmm, clearly it was a cerebral malfunction. He truly wasn't processing a thing she said, was he. Parasites in the brain, most likely or the stress eating away at the neurons--

HANG ON!! "No no no." Ravaora clutched tightly to the handles of the elderly man's wheelchair. "This one is gravely ill, knocking on death's door and will be seeing no one but ME. How long has he been unable to walk?" She turned to old man and spoke exaggeratedly slow once more. "It. Is. Alright. SIR." In case he was hard of hearing too. "We'll get you walking again in NO TIME." No walking meant a muscular problem obviously brought on from a lack of exercise and poor diet. They'd get this one up and about in no time. Ravaora began wheeling him toward the room, no time for protests. "And I suggest you come too unless you want to drop dead." Unless he diiiiiiiiid. DID HE???? Clearly OOPS struck again.
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He'd been in the process of approaching Mr. Serman Clark, a man that was rather well known around the Ministry...but that woman, and he used the term loosely, had struck again.

It was ENDLESSLY frustrating...having NO SAY in the going-ons of his own area of interest. Anything health related fell to him and HIS team....AND ARON. She was...He didn't....And Emily...

"I believe I need a break."...because violence. He wanted to perform violence.


"oh sure thing" he followed the man right away as he took a seat and got comfortable. "so how does this all work?" he asked the man, wondering if they would just be starting right away or was there something else that he needed to do before they started.
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"RAVAORA! Ravaora I need your assistance at ONCE. This is an emergency! This man is suffering from O.O.P.S, pruritusism, zuccherotosis, AND loquentes ieiuniumtis!"

And let's not even get started on his nutrition and choice of pet.
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Derek hadn't been ill in ages, but he was almost feeling sick that very moment as he approached the Technology Lounge, because he knew there will be millions of people there. That was bad news... his face probably had the slightest shade of green. Merlin, help him.

He entered the area and yep, he had been right. Millions of people. Ugh..... he felt nauseated simply because he was standing there. He tried his best to go unnoticed by the majority of people there. Uh... did he need to let anyone know he was there for the appointment, though? He hoped not. Although it'd be worse if people yelled his name across the room and everybody turned around to stare at him as he walked towards the room. Oh, Merlin, who had come up with this terrible idea?

The lab technician pretty much dragged himself up to the book in the centre and checked if his name was on it. It was. He could take a seat then, right? A woman came in screaming right before he could move, though, and Derek basically jumped out of his skin.

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"OOOOOOOOOH MY MEEEEEEEEERLIN. You have a SERIOUS case of loquentes ieiuniumtis as well," she lamented. She quickly pulled some gauze from her kit and tied it around his head to cover his mouth and prevent further rambling. Poor dear had NO clue how poorly he was handling his stress levels. He was just SO lucky she was here for him. ALWAYS here for him. "Now don't you worry about a THING," she assured as she began strapping him down to the stretcher. It was too dangerous for him to be able to move. "I am taking you to the Technology Lounge and insisting that your examination be moved up. You just lay there and look handsome. Nyahahahahahaha."

With another flick of her wand, she levitated the stretcher and began walking backwards out of the food court. She tripped up on a chair and table here and there, which made the stretcher suddenly drop a few inches, but she would neeeeeeeever let him fall.

She would have to speak with her colleagues about whether or not a crup was a suitable companion for a man suffering from SO many things. All in due time, of course.
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Stretcher carrying Mr. Hottie McHotter (BanaBatGirl) floating behind her, Loranys FRANTICALLY kicked open the door to the technology lounge with her heels and let out a shrill banshee shriek for her bestest friend in the WHOLE WIDE WORLD.

"RAVAORA! Ravaora I need your assistance at ONCE. This is an emergency! This man is suffering from O.O.P.S, pruritusism, zuccherotosis, AND loquentes ieiuniumtis!"

And let's not even get started on his nutrition and choice of pet.


For the LOVE of CIRCE......! William had NOT just been STRAPPED DOWN and SILENCED by this woman! Wasn't she here to save his life, not PREVENT AIR from getting to his nose and mouth!!!

He was really starting to panic now, with all these additional diagnoses and the "Healer" screaming for a Ravanora. What was that even?! Some kind of potion?!! WAS SHE GOING TO KILL HIM?!!! WAS SHE ONE OF THOSE "Death Angel" HEALERS?!?!?!!!!!!!

"Haaaaaaaallllllllllllllllllllllllllpppppppppppppp pppppppppp," William did his best to moan from the stretcher. Somebody, anybody! He could barely even turn his head to see who all was IN this technology center!!!!
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There was HOPE yet! THEY COULD BE SAVED.

...Especially this desperately anxious woman. He could SEE the CRAZED LOOK IN HER EYE. She was about to have an episode. How DANGEROUS?! "Ma'am, please!" He pulled a potion from his robes pocket quickly, examining the pale purple contents. "This will calm you down. Take it immediately."

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Who exactly was this man talking to? Ainsley looked around to see if somebody was waiting on a potion. When nobody stepped up to claim the bottle, she realized that it was meant for her. She just stared at the man for a moment. "How very sweet of you."But how did he know that she needed to calm down? Normally Ainsley was super laid back and didn't cause any waves, but the stress of her job was getting to her lately. "And this is what exactly, my dear?" Her eye started to twitch.

She wasn't up for just blindly taking something. What if she was allergic to an ingredient? Shouldn't there be some kind of screening before you went and gave random people potions? Ainsley was skeptical. The blonde thought this whole health screen was fishy.

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Was he playing dumb? In denial? Unsure what she meant? Perhaps Ravaora would have to speak as slowly to him as she did a few patience that had earlier appointments. How wide spread was this epidemic and which one were they spreading?? So fascinating yet tragic. The bodies would begin piling up if she didn't get to work. "The stress, Love. Get rid of aaaalll that anxiety. Feel your muscles loosening." And on that note, why was he not following?

Hmm, clearly it was a cerebral malfunction. He truly wasn't processing a thing she said, was he. Parasites in the brain, most likely or the stress eating away at the neurons--

HANG ON!! "No no no." Ravaora clutched tightly to the handles of the elderly man's wheelchair. "This one is gravely ill, knocking on death's door and will be seeing no one but ME. How long has he been unable to walk?" She turned to old man and spoke exaggeratedly slow once more. "It. Is. Alright. SIR." In case he was hard of hearing too. "We'll get you walking again in NO TIME." No walking meant a muscular problem obviously brought on from a lack of exercise and poor diet. They'd get this one up and about in no time. Ravaora began wheeling him toward the room, no time for protests. "And I suggest you come too unless you want to drop dead." Unless he diiiiiiiiid. DID HE???? Clearly OOPS struck again.



Was that an involuntary tick? Was it? Ravaora noticed the wincing and knew immediately that this man's nervous system was failing. Pretty soon he'd be in a wheelchair too or carted off to St. Mungo's if they caught it quickly enough. This was even more serious than she thought--no, than she DARED to imagine.

"Repetitive speech with the use of 'whoa' twice." Had he already forgotten he'd uttered it? An advanced stage of the disease. Merlin's beard help them all if he got into the wider public. His sudden draw back had her eyeing him even more seriously. "Afraid of contact as well...." She muttered, drawing on little ideas here and there as to what would definitively be the cause of his melt down.

"And rambling." She noted as they got into the room. Offering explanations where there need not be any. The dark circles under his eyes as well......"How well are you sleeping?" And while she asked she reached for the closet thing on her table and hurled it at him. Just like that. Throwing missiles.



Minister's Office, Level 1, central point of the chaos she was willing to bet. That was where decrees came from, such a STRESSFUL job it was and it would break most people, in fact, it had broken this man right here. His internal self was long shattered but he did not know. What a shame in life this was.

"Yes, I'll be seeing you right now. Please step into the room. Have no fear, we've seen worse cases than your own. In no time we should have you fixed, just have to pinpoint what's wrong first."

Because something was wrong, did he know? DID HE KNOW HE WAS DYING???



Such. Short. Sentences.

Ravaora walked right up to this one, giving her a once over. Short sentences could only mean 10 things and one by one she would figure out what! Could be anything from too much sugar to a brain degenerating disease that was slowly ruining speech function. Tut tut, the woman might find it a little harder to fulfil her tasks if she could hardly give directions. "Emily Browne, yes? Department Head? Those have priority, step right this way Ma'am." Toward the room where your fate would be sealed.

She had caught her looking around earlier as well. Possibly feeling trapped, like the walls were closing in--or a fear of people, yes! It made sense! The short sentences too in an effort to be done with it. This woman had been scarred. It was heart breakingly tragic at the very least and the healer took the woman's hands in hers. "We will help you get through this. I promise you we're the best at what we do. You will be a new woman." Now chop chop the reformation needed to begin and it couldn't without a diagnosis!



Why was she looking at her like that? With those craaaazy eyes. It was setting in, wasn't it? Perhaps this one would need restraints while they got the evaluations done...just in case. "We will be here all day." Ravaora commented idly as she began patting at the woman's cheeks. "And will continue to be here until you are all healed and reformed." She sighed heavily, lowering her hands again. "It's just as I thought. Your face is changing colour. We'll need to prescribe you something for it." True. It was all red now. Would she need a mirror?

The healer reached for the clipboard across from her and began scribbling. "Denial as well..." She muttered as she scribbled. "But yes, I like your enthusiasm. You will not die so long as we are here! Now tell me, how have you been feeling lately? Stressed? Over worked? Under paid? Unfulfilled? Hmmmmm?" Leaning closer she pulled an eyelid down to check. It wasn't green. Huh. That ruled that out.



The nonchalance on this one was a telling sign, oh yes it was. He didn't understand the grave nature of this situation. He wasn't comprehending or perhaps he simply didn't know what was going on. The man had said his name, he knew that much but the healer had her doubts.

"I do believe you have an appointment yes, please come with me and we can have you sorted out." And poked and prodded and anything else she saw fit.

The examination room was all hers.



STARE.

Was this one stress reading?

Ravaora had seen that condition before. The woman was scared before her wits, terrified of what she would find out today and for that reason she was choosing to read. But what was it? What could possibly make people so utterly terrified that they would revert to witch weekly of all things??? Terrible thing this was and she would have to act fast.

"I'm afraid the situation is worst than your reading will be able to handle." She tsked as if disappointedly in life and all of this woman's choices. "Nothing to be done about that now though. You'll have to come with me and we'll see what we can find--pray to merlin we've caught it in time."
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Oh, there was his boss! Hi boss! Sherman perked up and WAVED.

Wait... Mr. Cresswell? Another Department Head? But he hadn't even worn his GOOD tie today.

The elderly man's attention had been completely focused on his superior, and he'd not even noticed that the healer lady had been observing him until she grabbed onto the handles of his seat. Um..... why was she....? Gravely ill? Death's door? Err.... what was...?

"Where am I going?" Where was she TAKING him? Sherman's eyes widened to the size of saucers. "I... I can walk, ma'am! With a cane! I... I have a cane!" It was right there, sticking out of the compartment that held it in the back of his wheelchair.

Was this woman sane? Aron. SAVE him. Merlin.

...................................right.

Was SHE aware that SHE was raising his stress levels? But he really didn't have time to think about himself as the woman had her sights set on poor Sherman and promising him to make miracles happen.

Surely someone like Sherman had...his own personal Healer for all this...

He moved to go between his employee and the woman, but she had already swiftly moved in herself and was already wheeling Sherman away. He could have tried to snatch the man back, but he didn't want this to turn into a game of Sherman tug-o-war. Instead he stood beside the old man and put a hand on his shoulder as he walked along side. "Don't worry Sherman, I'll, er, do my best to make sure she doesn't do something terrible to you..."
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Oh...oh....oh....okay the examination had started apparently.

Alysson tried to keep as still as possible while the Healer slapped her patted her cheeks. All day. Well, at least they were only here for a day. That sounded reasonable. The next thing the woman said, however, didn't sound reasonable at all. Healed and reformed?? Turning her head slightly, Alysson reached up to rub her cheeks. That had hurt a little. It certainly hadn't been comfortable.

PRESCRIBE HER SOMETHING??????

"I don't feel sick." Her face had fallen and when she glanced back to the Healer, there was a rather helpless look on her face. "What's wrong with my face?" She looked around, clearly in search for a mirror. What color was it? Why? What did that mean? What was going on?

"Alright?" She was still looking for a mirror. Alysson forced herself to focus on the Healer again though. Questions. She should answer those. So she could get better. "No." She shook her head. "Everything's alright." More or less.


Oh dear sweet Merlin, Circe above, was the woman scratching?? She was! The way her hand moved across her cheek like that surely couldn't have been coincidence! Ravaora wracked her mind, trying to remember if this was contagious but of course it couldn't be or she would have been scratching too by now. The healer wagged her finger in reprimand. "Don't scratch it, Love, you'll only infect the area further." Then they would be in some serious trouble. Didn't want that, right?

She noted the disoriented look of the woman, like she was looking for something but there was nothing to be sought in this room. Sigh. It truly was setting in, wasn't it-- hdsfkvjf and that rambling she was doing!! Nevermind it had only been one question, it was one question too many!!!

"There is nothing wrong with your face that we cannot fix." Such a trooper she was, denying the inevitable in the face of death. It was almost sad. Tragic really. "But things are most certainly not alright. You have acute Pruritusism, confudosis and the beginnings of what can only be classified as Loquentes Ieiuniumtis categorized by scratching, disorientation and rambling respectively--NOT TO WORRY, we've seen worse cases." Ravaora reached for her clipboard and made a few jottings then thwacked a blue sticky post it on her forward followed by a purple. "There, now you can begin receiving the adequate help you need." Weren't colours FUN? "Any questions before you go?"

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"Very well," he said, moving to follow her into the examination room. He would obey... for now.


The nonchalance was going nowhere with this one and she noticed it clung to his outer person even as he made his way behind her into the examination room. With a flick of her wand the door slammed shut forever at which point she gave him a once over. Still, this nonchalance...he might have been one of her most serious cases but he had no idea. Ravaora took a device and pressed it to his neck. "Normal heart rate..." Her hand smacked lightly against his cheek next. "Rough texture..."

Oh yes, she saw, she saw very clearly and it was no wonder she hadn't picked it up earlier. The Healer circled him once, given him another once over before, "How do you feel about clowns?--I need you to tell me a joke, Sir." Yes, got on it. Make her laugh, prove her wrong.

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Anthony violently cringed at the St. Mungo's Healer's....everything, actually. He was cringing at everything. Merlin, help them all.

He'd been in the process of approaching Mr. Serman Clark, a man that was rather well known around the Ministry...but that woman, and he used the term loosely, had struck again.

It was ENDLESSLY frustrating...having NO SAY in the going-ons of his own area of interest. Anything health related fell to him and HIS team....AND ARON. She was...He didn't....And Emily...

"I believe I need a break."...because violence. He wanted to perform violence.


"A break you say? No better break than giving me the chance to get your check up underway. It won't take long and surely you know you can't check yourself." Professionals such as themselves were above that level of thinking so yes Mr. Cresswell, we'd LOVE to have a go at you.

So tense, he seemed and she already had a few conclusions she'd drawn on. Just needed him alone in a room with a couple prodding equipment and the truth would be uncovered in no time.

"Right this way if you will." But really he had no choice.

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Ronnie blinked. Before her brain dilapidated even further?! What was that supposed to mean? Ronnie felt completely fine, though...did she not look it? She took another glance at the woman once more, wondering what in Merlin's beard was up. Ah, oh well. She ought to follow her to find out, yeah?

Still extremely puzzled, the red head followed her into the examination room. She thought this would be a simple examination but now that the woman was all concerned for her, Ronnie felt it would be worse now and she wasn't looking forward to this whole thing.


And here the confused look persisted. If the young woman kept this up, Ravaora wouldn't need an entire check up to tell her what was wrong. This poor POOR dear. Still so young. She bet she hadn't had the opportunity to live her life to the fullest yet she was already losing brain function. What a cruel world they lived in inside this graveyard in disguise. That's all this place really was.

Better start out simple, speak slow enough so her brain could keep up. "Can you tell me what year the Mole People invaded New York City?" With the confused, you always needed to know how aware they were of current affairs. Perhaps the damage was not nearly as extensive. "And who is the current Minister for Magic....in Czechoslovakia?" Hmmmmm?

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Tiffany had finally made her ways to the BEST PART, 'which witch wore what'! It was only the most interesting section of the entire magazine- which was saying something because this entire magazine was brillllliant. She'd know.

But then. Of course. They always had to come when she was at her reading peak. Always. The brunette carefully marked the page with a single finger, making sure not to damage the page. Letting out a small sigh, she looked up to see that... Oh. Well this was an unfamiliar face, one of the healer's possibly?

Situation worse than reading can handle. What was this woman talking about? "This situation?" she questioned. No, there was nothing wrong with Tiffany Price, except for the fact that her work robes covered up her most fabulous outfit. But other than that, she was in perfect health and this check was only a routine thing, right? Like there wasn't anything seriously wrong with her... How else would she have gotten the job? Not in poor health that's how. The tsking was also something else. The brunette just raised a single brow as she safely tucked her magazine back into the designer purse as she walked behind the woman.

"Um..This is just a routine checkup, right?" She had nothing to worry about. Just possibly creepy healers who may want to touch her face and ruin her carefully applied makeup. That's it.


Did no one else SEE how slowly she put away her reading material?? Her motor function was decreasing. How tragic! Never to walk the lonely road again because she wouldn't be walking. Despite the decrease happening in the arms, everyone knew the legs would ultimately be the first to go. Perhaps one day while in those heels....those heels. "Why do you wear those?" Important question.

Ah but here they had another confused one as well. Asking an abundance of questions, rambling on as she did as if she couldn't help herself. The processes in her mind must have been going too fast!! DEFINITELY COULDN'T WAIT, NOPE, THIS ONE WAS A TICKING TIME BOMB.

"This situation, yes." Ravaora explained as she led her into the room. "You must first understand how serious this is. How long have you been rambling? Childhood? New found habit? Why do you think you do it?" Would her brain process all those? Perhaps she should have slowed down. Mid questioning she reached forward and flicked the woman in the head once....twice...thrice...what was the reaction time here?

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Oh that was it. Vic threw his arms up in the air as the lady continued to take every freaking flutter of his eyelids as a symptom! Definitely not professional. And now he was trapped in an exam room with her-- WHOA! A THING FLYING HIS WAY! Vic ducked. And stayed crouched there with the widest his eyes could ever go.

"What in Merlin's fluffy slippers are you doing?" He felt where his wand was inside his jacket and kept his hand there in case the lady had any other funny ideas. She was definitely going back to the mental section in St. Mungo's. He just needed to summon security without setting her off. Vic glanced around him, a can of some kind of powder would do. He just needed to write a S.O.S message.


Eeeeekkkkkkkk!!!!

Such rapid and uncontrolled limb motion!! Ravaora watched with a wide eyed fascination as the man's frustration built. Quick tempered. Easily irritated. Obviously stressed and in need of sedation--those reflexes........"You must be on edge." She started slowly as she made a slow advance toward him, syringe posed in hand. So tense this one. It was obvious what he had and becoming obvious of a second symptom as well. "Here, let me help you. This job can be so stressful." Sloooooowly drawing closer, syringe with green liquid inside that would make him HAPPY for a loooong time. "Come now Mr. Grumpykins."

WHOOOAAAA sound the alarm! He was BABBLING rubbish! "MERLIN DIDN'T HAVE FLUFFY SLIPPERS SIR!!!" See why this needle in hand was necessary? If he wasn't careful the one with yellow would be next.


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As Jasmine was looking through the list, as she looked up she noticed a women was coming towards her. Good thing she looked up, she would have scared her. "Hello..." she greeted but then she was asked to come with her right now. She gave her a perplexed look and followed her. She wasn't sick or anything. She hope she didn't give off a bad impression.


Could she find the door? Would she have to lead the way? Because she would you know. Ravaora was here to HELP and if people within the Ministry were starting to lose their sight one was expected to be extra helpful. Not much of a talker she noted as well. Closing the door behind her she looked to the hesitant young woman--that was it, wasn't it?? The hesitancy, the uncertainty....Merlin why didn't she see this sooner. "How long have you been working here?" It could already be too late but she still had to TRY.

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"Ravaora, when you have a moment..." The lovely Ms. Silverkin was doing a wonderful job with these Ministry workers. Her influence and dedicated was a TRUE inspiration.

Perhaps he'd suggest a raise...


Just as she'd gotten through with another of the dying she heard her name above the hum and buzz of the room. Oh, Wandastian! The Healer smiled, making her way over. "I thought you'd be offering your assistance to those on the lower levels." Was it that they didn't trust the Healers at the Ministry? Absolutely.

"I like to think I've made excellent progress up here." As proven by all the people who now knew for a fact they were dying. They were most welcome. She was here to help.

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And look at that, people knew who she was... and seemed to care. "Correct," she replied simply, following the short haired woman. With red red red lips. Red lips were unfathomably annoying, but it wasn't her place to say anything, so she would ignore it, her distaste masked in an expression of boredom. "Will this take long? I have a department to run," she mused as she stepped into the room she was escorted to. Go figure, while she visited level one frequently, the technology lab and this area in general, remained a mystery to her.

It was only as the woman took her hands in hers that Emily suddenly realised what she had done. She had willingly - more or less - subjected herself to an evaluation of her health, conducted by a nutjob. Excellent work Browne, you sure know how to find them. "I assure you I don't need your help, no renewal necessary." She pulled her hands out of the woman's grasp, all touchy feely as she was. Disgusting. Just... get this over with. Stick her with whatever, and she'd jump through their obstacles, play mind games too if it came to that, but for Circe's sake, get on with it. "Do you need me to sit?" Stand? What?


The short responses only continued despite Ravaora's BEST efforts to stir up a riveting conversation between the two. Such a shame it was, it seemed her speech function really was being run down to nothing. There might have been a shot for that...or a potion but they were hardly prepared for a case such as hers.

Aaaand she was a none toucher. "Fear of contact." She noted with a scribble to her board as she entered the room. While they were on this, for someone that didn't say much in any one go, she spoke a lot....rambled even...went off on tangents. Ravaora was lucky to keep up!!! Yessss, quite alarming to say the least. "Would you prefer to sit? Weak in the knees? How long has this problem persisted?" But by all means the woman could sit. It would make the injection go by easier if it came to that. Just a thought.

"How often do you come in contact with people?" Or did she run for the hills the moment it was initiated. Could be anything. Anything so just in case Ravaora began preparing a syringe. "This has been known to cure even the most dead of men." She promised, giving the needle a light flick. If your legs didn't want to wake, they obviously needed a waker upper.

"So, tell me, do you eat at the food court here?"

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WHAT even was all that about? Alex couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at this woman, something no doubt she would probably pick up on and accuse her of having some other disorder. Did she just call her crazy? She smiled at that. Honestly, did the woman fail to see that she was already working in an institution where crazy was a job requirement. She did find herself leaning back though when the 'healer' leaned in waaaaayyyyyy close to her. Personal space. Professionalism. Honestly.

She gave an apologetic smile towards her floormate though when he replied back about it being easier to send them all home for the day. Did he not see though? Sending them all home for the day without reason would be cause for suspicion. BUT if they sent them all to St Mungos for 'care' well there wouldn't be anything they could do about it. Nonetheless she gave her floormate a 'we'll talk later' look, as she turned obediently toward the 'healer' and followed her into the examination room.

"Sorry to interrupt your examination process, but I am in working shape and haven't had any issues." So she was healthy, really.


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?"

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This was terrible and awful and stupid, and Genevieve Branxton was having none of it. If her Boss Lady hadn't made it mandatory, she wouldn't have darkened the doorway of this particular... place. It was a weird place, actually, and she would normally have enjoyed exploring it.

Unless exploration was mandatory, in which case, Genevieve was cross. Super cross.

So her name went in the book and then she took up the whole couch for herself. No sharing.


Wasn't this one a doll? Literally, such nice blonde hair and those cheek bones. Half plastic she was. Not safe for the environment at all--AND NOT SHARING. Why? That was the most important question as Ravaora walked over to the couch. If she had to guess, the young woman was a conspiracy theorist with the idea everyone in this room was infected and she was next. "You don't have to worry. I'm on YOUR side." The Healer whispered loudly, her hands cupped around her mouth and her tone slow as if the girl were either hard of hearing or hard of understanding. Had to get the message out.

"I'll need you to come with me. I can save you from the death chamber if you hurry." Otherwise Ravaora would dutifully turn out for the funeral. Once you met someone you couldn't just NOT attend, it was rude. [b]"Do you need a hand getting up?

Ah hah! Trick question! Bet she never saw that one coming.

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Oh, there was his boss! Hi boss! Sherman perked up and WAVED.

Wait... Mr. Cresswell? Another Department Head? But he hadn't even worn his GOOD tie today.

The elderly man's attention had been completely focused on his superior, and he'd not even noticed that the healer lady had been observing him until she grabbed onto the handles of his seat. Um..... why was she....? Gravely ill? Death's door? Err.... what was...?

"Where am I going?" Where was she TAKING him? Sherman's eyes widened to the size of saucers. "I... I can walk, ma'am! With a cane! I... I have a cane!" It was right there, sticking out of the compartment that held it in the back of his wheelchair.

Was this woman sane? Aron. SAVE him. Merlin.
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...................................right.

Was SHE aware that SHE was raising his stress levels? But he really didn't have time to think about himself as the woman had her sights set on poor Sherman and promising him to make miracles happen.

Surely someone like Sherman had...his own personal Healer for all this...

He moved to go between his employee and the woman, but she had already swiftly moved in herself and was already wheeling Sherman away. He could have tried to snatch the man back, but he didn't want this to turn into a game of Sherman tug-o-war. Instead he stood beside the old man and put a hand on his shoulder as he walked along side. "Don't worry Sherman, I'll, er, do my best to make sure she doesn't do something terrible to you..."


These two Protested FAR too much. Honestly, how did they expect her to do her job? She couldn't save lives if the lives were clinging to the reaper and telling her she may be excused and Ravaora would be damned if she let these two slip through her well manicured fingers. It simply wouldn't be happening on her watch...that...she left back in her office. Huh. Wow. Bad omen right there.

Once inside she turned first to the rambler. "You talk a lot, like A LOT. Classic sign Sweetheart but I know what to do in such a case." Without warning she stuck something in his ear, "Say 'ahhhhhh'" Walking around his chair, she skilfully ignored the walking cane the old man had been on about. If he used the cane, it wouldn't be HER bloody miracle now would it? "This stuttering, have you always had it? How do you feel about dying? Don't you think my job is important?" Sometimes...it was nice to feel appreciated while you worked.

Which brought her to the next one. Mr. Hero Complex. "You don't like being alone do you? It's why you INSISTED on coming in with Mr. Clarke here--it's okay, no need to explain. I understand. You've got deeply routed trust issues stemming from all the horrors you've seen in this place."

Her heart went out to him, with every beat she could feel his anguish and was right her with the sedating syringe once he took a seat because those arms, those muscle, rawr. Had to get a feel before he was a goner, you know?

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...............Good Merlin. Why? Why???

Derek hadn't been ill in ages, but he was almost feeling sick that very moment as he approached the Technology Lounge, because he knew there will be millions of people there. That was bad news... his face probably had the slightest shade of green. Merlin, help him.

He entered the area and yep, he had been right. Millions of people. Ugh..... he felt nauseated simply because he was standing there. He tried his best to go unnoticed by the majority of people there. Uh... did he need to let anyone know he was there for the appointment, though? He hoped not. Although it'd be worse if people yelled his name across the room and everybody turned around to stare at him as he walked towards the room. Oh, Merlin, who had come up with this terrible idea?

The lab technician pretty much dragged himself up to the book in the centre and checked if his name was on it. It was. He could take a seat then, right? A woman came in screaming right before he could move, though, and Derek basically jumped out of his skin.

Merlin, this was horrible.


Oh wow! This one was changing colour without her having smacked him first!!

!!!

!!!!!

How exciting!!--Yet tragic, so so tragic. Was he another lost soul come for the little help he may receive? She knew the type well, she'd seen enough of them since the morning began. if you asked her, he looked nothing but uneasy, even more so after yelling happened somewhere in the room. Wait...she knew that look.

"MERLIN'S GREAT GROGGY BEARD HE'S HAVING A HEART ATTACK!!" Nooooooo!!! Ravaora rushed over to the man and tackled him to the floor. "Not to worry Sir, I know exactly what to do." She began pumping at his chest aggressively, like they did in those muggle movies where every second counted.

"You will LIVE dammit!!"

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Stretcher carrying Mr. Hottie McHotter (BanaBatGirl) floating behind her, Loranys FRANTICALLY kicked open the door to the technology lounge with her heels and let out a shrill banshee shriek for her bestest friend in the WHOLE WIDE WORLD.

"RAVAORA! Ravaora I need your assistance at ONCE. This is an emergency! This man is suffering from O.O.P.S, pruritusism, zuccherotosis, AND loquentes ieiuniumtis!"

And let's not even get started on his nutrition and choice of pet.
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For the LOVE of CIRCE......! William had NOT just been STRAPPED DOWN and SILENCED by this woman! Wasn't she here to save his life, not PREVENT AIR from getting to his nose and mouth!!!

He was really starting to panic now, with all these additional diagnoses and the "Healer" screaming for a Ravanora. What was that even?! Some kind of potion?!! WAS SHE GOING TO KILL HIM?!!! WAS SHE ONE OF THOSE "Death Angel" HEALERS?!?!?!!!!!!!

"Haaaaaaaallllllllllllllllllllllllllpppppppppppppp pppppppppp," William did his best to moan from the stretcher. Somebody, anybody! He could barely even turn his head to see who all was IN this technology center!!!!


Hold the snitch! That shrill screeching!!! Loranys!! Ravaora whipped around at the sudden call to action and practically FLEW over to her bestfriend and the patie---"Hopping hippogriffs!!!" The Healer's eyes were WIDE as she leaned forward with all the care in the medical world. Just look at him. Hardly able to move, the poor dear. His motor skills must have been going too. She'd seen a few like that since morning. This place got more tragic by the hour.

"So many.....so.....many....." DISEASES. She turned to Loranys. "Have you told him he's dying as yet?" Because that was HER job best friend or not. Eyes still wide, she turned to the obviously disoriented--or delusional if he was asking for help when help was RIGHT HERE--man. Ravaora placed her hand to his face and sighed deeply. "If it's the last thing I do. You will LIVE! Living is what we DO, OKAY??"

She just needed to get him to the room and he would be properly taken care of, him and all his lovely muscle. Oh yes, this one was nice, he would have to live for sure. "Do you mind giving a watch for me?" She asked as she prepared to leave. No time to waste!
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How obvious was this? Couldn't they tell from the look on his face? The better question was, didn't that Mr. Epitaph know when his Healers were not wanted nor were the needed? Health checks, it was a joke and a rather non-amusing one at that. As the Senior Underscretary had tried to explain, there was nothing wrong with the employees working within the Ministry, no matter what reports they got from elsewhere.

With the deepest scowl set in place and his hands buried deep into the pockets of his pants, the man made his entrance. Like everyone else, he had an appointment, and he'd shown up on time so he wouldn't be forced to mingle.

"Gavin Isaacs, Senior Undersecretary." Let's hurry this thing along, shall we? There was a madwoman tackling someone to the ground and another with Williamson. Poor bloke. Just one of those better you than me scenarios in truth. Personal space, he would stay over here and keep his.
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For the LOVE of CIRCE......! William had NOT just been STRAPPED DOWN and SILENCED by this woman! Wasn't she here to save his life, not PREVENT AIR from getting to his nose and mouth!!!

He was really starting to panic now, with all these additional diagnoses and the "Healer" screaming for a Ravanora. What was that even?! Some kind of potion?!! WAS SHE GOING TO KILL HIM?!!! WAS SHE ONE OF THOSE "Death Angel" HEALERS?!?!?!!!!!!!

"Haaaaaaaallllllllllllllllllllllllllpppppppppppppp pppppppppp," William did his best to moan from the stretcher. Somebody, anybody! He could barely even turn his head to see who all was IN this technology center!!!!
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Hold the snitch! That shrill screeching!!! Loranys!! Ravaora whipped around at the sudden call to action and practically FLEW over to her bestfriend and the patie---"Hopping hippogriffs!!!" The Healer's eyes were WIDE as she leaned forward with all the care in the medical world. Just look at him. Hardly able to move, the poor dear. His motor skills must have been going too. She'd seen a few like that since morning. This place got more tragic by the hour.

"So many.....so.....many....." DISEASES. She turned to Loranys. "Have you told him he's dying as yet?" Because that was HER job best friend or not. Eyes still wide, she turned to the obviously disoriented--or delusional if he was asking for help when help was RIGHT HERE--man. Ravaora placed her hand to his face and sighed deeply. "If it's the last thing I do. You will LIVE! Living is what we DO, OKAY??"

She just needed to get him to the room and he would be properly taken care of, him and all his lovely muscle. Oh yes, this one was nice, he would have to live for sure. "Do you mind giving a watch for me?" She asked as she prepared to leave. No time to waste!

Leaping leprechauns! Did Ravaora hear that? DID she hear the way he was continuing to ramble despite the gentle care she had already bestowed upon him? Oh sweet Merlin he was getting WORSE. He might not even make it to their wedding day!

"Ooooooooooooooooooh my Meeeeeeeeeeeerlin, you fear that as well?" she gasped, both hands over her chest and hair looking especially frizzy. Only, unlike her bestie, Loranys had a better bedside manner and didn't outright tell her patients they were dying. "Oh PLEASE, you have to, you just have to. I know this is AWFULLY unprofessional...but I just KNOW. You know? YOU KNOW!" And of course her bestie would KNOW what she was talking about. "I am sure I brought some of my potions for the more extreme cases along with us. Use whatever you think is necessary."

HEAL HIM!

"I need to go to the other examination point, but DON'T hesitate to contact me if things take a turn for the worst!"

Because she would totally be able to find someone to perform the wedding ceremony before he passed. Then she could be Mirs Loranys Lobelia McHotter.
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He. Didn't. Want to. Be here.

How obvious was this? Couldn't they tell from the look on his face? The better question was, didn't that Mr. Epitaph know when his Healers were not wanted nor were the needed? Health checks, it was a joke and a rather non-amusing one at that. As the Senior Underscretary had tried to explain, there was nothing wrong with the employees working within the Ministry, no matter what reports they got from elsewhere.

With the deepest scowl set in place and his hands buried deep into the pockets of his pants, the man made his entrance. Like everyone else, he had an appointment, and he'd shown up on time so he wouldn't be forced to mingle.

"Gavin Isaacs, Senior Undersecretary." Let's hurry this thing along, shall we? There was a madwoman tackling someone to the ground and another with Williamson. Poor bloke. Just one of those better you than me scenarios in truth. Personal space, he would stay over here and keep his.
She was just about to clip clop her way out of the room when Heart Throb McGav entered. She could TOTALLY afford a few more minutes here. Besides, she would need a backup in case Hottie McHotter didn't make it out.

"Ooooooooooh, right THIS way, Mr. Undersecretary," she giggled as she avoiding a flirtatious slip-up of his title, but only just barely. She swiftly, but carefully, slipped her arm under his so she could escort him to the designated area. "Just a few nyahaha routine checks and questions and you will be all set."

She had already taken note of the way he had been trying to isolated himself. Not a good sign, not at all. It could only mean ONE thing.

"Tell me, what have you had to eat today?" Oh dear future husband number two.
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Did no one else SEE how slowly she put away her reading material?? Her motor function was decreasing. How tragic! Never to walk the lonely road again because she wouldn't be walking. Despite the decrease happening in the arms, everyone knew the legs would ultimately be the first to go. Perhaps one day while in those heels....those heels. "Why do you wear those?" Important question.

Ah but here they had another confused one as well. Asking an abundance of questions, rambling on as she did as if she couldn't help herself. The processes in her mind must have been going too fast!! DEFINITELY COULDN'T WAIT, NOPE, THIS ONE WAS A TICKING TIME BOMB.

"This situation, yes." Ravaora explained as she led her into the room. "You must first understand how serious this is. How long have you been rambling? Childhood? New found habit? Why do you think you do it?" Would her brain process all those? Perhaps she should have slowed down. Mid questioning she reached forward and flicked the woman in the head once....twice...thrice...what was the reaction time here?


The brunette watched the healer carefully... She was a healer, right?

Anyways, why does she where them? At first, the younger woman raised an inquisitive brow, but then carefully followed the woman's stare to her feet. Her heels!? FINALLY someone noticed. "Don't you just looooooove them?!?!" Of course they weren't even in stock yet. She knew some people who knew some people who knew people, who had connections. "I know they're not practical and they do make my feet ache a bit, but beauty is pain, right?" She also added a dramatic wink here because it was like THE rule of feminism.

........ -_____-

This situation?? But she hadn't even answered properly. What was this- so to speak- situation? Could someone please let her in on this much? How serious this is? "Um... You are, like, qualified for this, right?" Because uh she didn't need some random person evaluating her. Even if it was just a routine checkup, which again wasn't really answered. Just as she opened her mouth to answer-- she abruptly moved back and looked at the woman for a moment in complete shock. What. The. Heck.

FLICKING?! First off that was her PRECIOUS FACE, HELLOOOO. "Uhm, ex-cuh-use me? What was that for??" They weren't soft flicks either, honey. Tiffany slowly raised her hand up to touch the spot on her head. Was it bleeding? Had the woman left a hideous mark?
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Minister's Office, Level 1, central point of the chaos she was willing to bet. That was where decrees came from, such a STRESSFUL job it was and it would break most people, in fact, it had broken this man right here. His internal self was long shattered but he did not know. What a shame in life this was.

"Yes, I'll be seeing you right now. Please step into the room. Have no fear, we've seen worse cases than your own. In no time we should have you fixed, just have to pinpoint what's wrong first."

Because something was wrong, did he know? DID HE KNOW HE WAS DYING???
Great. Lawrence found that he was actually hoping that the appointment was not confirmed or cancelled so that he could go back to work. But that was a mere hope, because the healer said that she would see him right now. He did not need to check his watch to know that it was not exactly a quarter past eleven, but no one could be as perfect as him.

Lawrence inhaled deeply, but before he exhaled he heard about - worse cases than his? Have him fixed? Pinpoint what's wrong? Merlin. He stood where he was for a moment. These people were crazy, and it seemed that the other employees felt the same. But what could he do? It was best to do as he was told.

"Fine," he said. Not enjoying this situation at all, he followed the healer into the other room. He remained standing, his green eyes wandering around as he took in his surroundings. Lawrence was muttering "I love my job, I love my job.." over and over again in his brain. "What do you want me to do?" He asked.

That noisy clock on the wall was being annoying. Why was everything here so crazy?
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Oh wow! This one was changing colour without her having smacked him first!!

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How exciting!!--Yet tragic, so so tragic. Was he another lost soul come for the little help he may receive? She knew the type well, she'd seen enough of them since the morning began. if you asked her, he looked nothing but uneasy, even more so after yelling happened somewhere in the room. Wait...she knew that look.

"MERLIN'S GREAT GROGGY BEARD HE'S HAVING A HEART ATTACK!!" Nooooooo!!! Ravaora rushed over to the man and tackled him to the floor. "Not to worry Sir, I know exactly what to do." She began pumping at his chest aggressively, like they did in those muggle movies where every second counted.

"You will LIVE dammit!!"


Derek didn't have much time to understand all the craziness that was going on when suddenly one of the Healers came over to him and

TACKLED HIM TO THE GROUND. "AAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!!" Derek fell onto his back and felt rather dizzy for hitting his head on the floor. Before he could do anything, the woman was pumping at his chest and MERLIN, SHE WAS GOING TO KILL HIM. "O-- OW!" The man didn't mean to be that loud, or make any noise at all, but it was IMPOSSIBLE because that Healer was about to break his ribs! "S-s-top!" Merlin, he couldn't even pronounce words anymore. And he was still dizzy and now going out of breath because-

WAS THAT EVEN RIGHT?? HE WAS ALIVE, FOR MERLIN'S SAKE. That thing was meant to be done to people whose hearts had-- AAHH, HE COULDN'T BREATHE PROPERLY ANYMORE!

HEALERS WERE THE WORST THINGS ON EARTH, HE HAD ALWAYS KNOWN IT.
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If this thing got a definition in her head it would be stupid. She'd thought of pretending she was actually ill and unable to make it but then realised that that was the worst of ideas. Eliora had made darn sure she'd had a drink and eaten something before she even came to her appointment so she didn't get snippy and snappy with people and possibly die in the process.

But if they thought she was giving a pee sample, OH HELL THEY WERE GOING TO BE PUNCHED SO HARD THEIR ANCESTORS WOULD FEEL IT. She had THINGS to be doing. LISTS TO BE EDITING. She had decided last week that tomorrow would be the day that she put her male ranking list up around the whole Ministry (yes THE WHOLE MINISTRY) and now she'd been thrown off her plans because she was going to be driven insane by Healer drawl. The boring kind.

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Thank Merlin he had an appointment. Even if she hadn't noticed him he would still get himself checked and now she would personally see to it because this was alarming. The man had no idea just how worried he now had Ravaora but she was good at what she did. Her eyes widened at the confession he couldn't tell her how many fingers she had up. "Poor sight, it's an early sign of O.O.P.S--not to worry we can get you a seeing crup now I insist you come with you before we have to remove your eyes and replace them with sanitized gulf balls." She'd been told it hurt but some people were just so whiny.

Finally she dropped her hands and gestured to the examination room. "Death is no joking matter and you've been playing dangerously with it. This way." She led the way to the room and waited on the inside. Why wasn't he moving faster?? Impaired movement as well???? WHAAAAAT?????
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Stretcher carrying Mr. Hottie McHotter (BanaBatGirl) floating behind her, Loranys FRANTICALLY kicked open the door to the technology lounge with her heels and let out a shrill banshee shriek for her bestest friend in the WHOLE WIDE WORLD.

"RAVAORA! Ravaora I need your assistance at ONCE. This is an emergency! This man is suffering from O.O.P.S, pruritusism, zuccherotosis, AND loquentes ieiuniumtis!"

And let's not even get started on his nutrition and choice of pet.
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For the LOVE of CIRCE......! William had NOT just been STRAPPED DOWN and SILENCED by this woman! Wasn't she here to save his life, not PREVENT AIR from getting to his nose and mouth!!!

He was really starting to panic now, with all these additional diagnoses and the "Healer" screaming for a Ravanora. What was that even?! Some kind of potion?!! WAS SHE GOING TO KILL HIM?!!! WAS SHE ONE OF THOSE "Death Angel" HEALERS?!?!?!!!!!!!

"Haaaaaaaallllllllllllllllllllllllllpppppppppppppp pppppppppp," William did his best to moan from the stretcher. Somebody, anybody! He could barely even turn his head to see who all was IN this technology center!!!!
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Hold the snitch! That shrill screeching!!! Loranys!! Ravaora whipped around at the sudden call to action and practically FLEW over to her bestfriend and the patie---"Hopping hippogriffs!!!" The Healer's eyes were WIDE as she leaned forward with all the care in the medical world. Just look at him. Hardly able to move, the poor dear. His motor skills must have been going too. She'd seen a few like that since morning. This place got more tragic by the hour.

"So many.....so.....many....." DISEASES. She turned to Loranys. "Have you told him he's dying as yet?" Because that was HER job best friend or not. Eyes still wide, she turned to the obviously disoriented--or delusional if he was asking for help when help was RIGHT HERE--man. Ravaora placed her hand to his face and sighed deeply. "If it's the last thing I do. You will LIVE! Living is what we DO, OKAY??"

She just needed to get him to the room and he would be properly taken care of, him and all his lovely muscle. Oh yes, this one was nice, he would have to live for sure. "Do you mind giving a watch for me?" She asked as she prepared to leave. No time to waste!
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Leaping leprechauns! Did Ravaora hear that? DID she hear the way he was continuing to ramble despite the gentle care she had already bestowed upon him? Oh sweet Merlin he was getting WORSE. He might not even make it to their wedding day!

"Ooooooooooooooooooh my Meeeeeeeeeeeerlin, you fear that as well?" she gasped, both hands over her chest and hair looking especially frizzy. Only, unlike her bestie, Loranys had a better bedside manner and didn't outright tell her patients they were dying. "Oh PLEASE, you have to, you just have to. I know this is AWFULLY unprofessional...but I just KNOW. You know? YOU KNOW!" And of course her bestie would KNOW what she was talking about. "I am sure I brought some of my potions for the more extreme cases along with us. Use whatever you think is necessary."

HEAL HIM!

"I need to go to the other examination point, but DON'T hesitate to contact me if things take a turn for the worst!"

Because she would totally be able to find someone to perform the wedding ceremony before he passed. Then she could be Mirs Loranys Lobelia McHotter.
He had poor sight? The dragon commissioner continued to stare blankly at her, rather than open his mouth and tell her different. His eyesight was just fine, thank you very much. But a little voice inside his head told him that the odds were not in his favour. The healer would take whatever he said with a grain of salt. She was determined to label him with whatever O.O.P.S. was and ... get him a seeing crup? Remove his eyes? Replace them with sanitized golf balls? WHAT?!

"I want a second opinion," Tancred told her, right after she finally let go of his face and started going on about how he had been playing with death. Working with dragons was dangerous, but death wasn't a guarantee. And he could see just fine! "Preferably from a Ministry healer."

There was no way he was going to follow her. Even if someone paid him a large amount of galleons, he would never in a million years follow the healer. Tancred was determined to keep her as far away from his eyes as he possibly could. In fact, he was about to turn around and leave the technology centre. But then he saw a very familiar face be brought in on a stretcher.

"Merlin's beard!" he exclaimed, dashing over to his friend. "What the bloody hell have they done to you, Willy?" The man was his usual self earlier this morning, and now he was in a stretcher with two healers acting like he was on the verge of death. Rubbish.

When the one healer wandered off, he gave his friend a 'don't worry' look. He was going to get the both of them out of this nuthouse. Somehow.
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She was just about to clip clop her way out of the room when Heart Throb McGav entered. She could TOTALLY afford a few more minutes here. Besides, she would need a backup in case Hottie McHotter didn't make it out.

"Ooooooooooh, right THIS way, Mr. Undersecretary," she giggled as she avoiding a flirtatious slip-up of his title, but only just barely. She swiftly, but carefully, slipped her arm under his so she could escort him to the designated area. "Just a few nyahaha routine checks and questions and you will be all set."

She had already taken note of the way he had been trying to isolated himself. Not a good sign, not at all. It could only mean ONE thing.

"Tell me, what have you had to eat today?" Oh dear future husband number two.


Blink.

He should have been specific. He wasn't here to see anyone that didn't already work here. The last thing he needed was a false diagnosis. An employee had gotten back to the level as he was leaving...muttering something about dying. Who was dying? Certainly not Gavi--

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fjbgvkiegfifdbgrdyi. Touching. Touching, she was touching. Her hand, his hand, same space, skin rubbing........................................... .................................................. ...............................

Someone. Get. Her. OFF. Immediately preceeding her actions Gavin began tugging against her hold. "Let me go. Get off. I can walk on my own. Touching. No. Kindly remove your hand." She was TOO close for comfort and he didn't like the look in her eye any more than that other one that had poor William on a stretcher. Was she still holding on?? "Coffee. I've had coffee and a croissant." LET GO!
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Derek didn't have much time to understand all the craziness that was going on when suddenly one of the Healers came over to him and

TACKLED HIM TO THE GROUND. "AAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!!" Derek fell onto his back and felt rather dizzy for hitting his head on the floor. Before he could do anything, the woman was pumping at his chest and MERLIN, SHE WAS GOING TO KILL HIM. "O-- OW!" The man didn't mean to be that loud, or make any noise at all, but it was IMPOSSIBLE because that Healer was about to break his ribs! "S-s-top!" Merlin, he couldn't even pronounce words anymore. And he was still dizzy and now going out of breath because-

WAS THAT EVEN RIGHT?? HE WAS ALIVE, FOR MERLIN'S SAKE. That thing was meant to be done to people whose hearts had-- AAHH, HE COULDN'T BREATHE PROPERLY ANYMORE!

HEALERS WERE THE WORST THINGS ON EARTH, HE HAD ALWAYS KNOWN IT.


Ember had heard muuuuuch commotion from the tech lounge--and, she had been right. Good for her Pufffffer senses--or hearing--whichever, because she gazed upon the scene with wiiiiiide lavender eyes. AND DEREK. OH MY GOSH. DEREK.

Her best friend! Well, maybe not bessssst but she considered him her FIRST friend at the ministry! OH NO! Ember lunged forward--hissing madly at the STUPID HEALER KILLING DEREK GOSH. "You--YOU are giving him a heart attack!" the former badger shouted, VERY snappily for someone usually so calm. 'YOU'RE GOING TO BREAK HIS RIBS STOPPPPPPIT!" she stomped her foot and didn't DARE touch the killer healer, but she just flailed her arms around and triiiiiiied her best to get her OFF of Derek!

MERLIN'S SOGGY SOCKS THESE HEALERS WERE INSANE! They belonged in their own psych ward, they did! She did what she thought she HAD to do, which was reeaaaach deep into her bag, pull out a bag of CINNIMON GOLDFISH, and opened it, pOURING THE LOT ON THE HEALER'S HEAD! HAA! Take that! THey didn't like sweets?! ENJOY THE HAIR FULL OF GOLDFISH!

Maybe she'd save Derek. And properly do CPR. Maybe.
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