Quidditch is known to be a dangerous sport and, although all the necessary precautions are taken, sometimes an injury can occur. That is why Quidditch teams have healers on hand during their games and this event is no exception.

A large tent has been set up at one end of the pitch out of the way of game play for this very purpose. In the case of injury, Quidditch players can be tended to here by one of the skilled healers so they can quickly return to the game. There is also plenty of water stashed here for the players to cool off and re-hydrate both before the game and during intermission.

Zhenya was here and READY to work!

Although she wished, for the players sakes, that she wouldn't be working too hard. It was good for the PART Urgent response officer to be there, of course, with the basic training she had received at the start of her employment, but for the past year she had been studying at the University of Edinburgh to become a trained Healer. That's right. She was in her element.

And reporting for duty!

What was she supposed to do though? From her university studies, she figured making sure everything was in order would be okay. So that's what she did, whilst waiting for more of her colleagues. She made sure the healing elixirs, the tools, the bandages and all the other bits and bobs were organised in a way that would allow the workers to do their job efficiently. It all seemed to be okay. Really, there was nothing Zhenya could see that needed to be done. Yet...

Megan made her way to the Healer's tent. She unfortunately had to have left Yuna behind for now because though it was a festive event, Megan was still on duty. She had prepared herself for it and she knew she could take on anything that required her attention (though hopefully there wouldn't be any disastrous situations).

As she reached the tent, she saw Zhenya. "Hey, Zhenya! Look at you already at work! Everything looks so organised.'' The blond bobbed her head in approval. Her co-worker and friend was always that efficient. "Is there anything I can do to help?'' Or did she stand here looking pretty? Pretty thanks to Yuna who had done her hair in some kind of wonderful plait and had done her make up too.

When Gallowglass entered the tend there were only two other there, but everything was exquisitely organized. He stepped in, his big figure and dark clothing contrasting with the clean sterile environment. "Ladies..!" he greeted.

He took off his coat, storing it in a secluded area around the back of the tend. Rolling up his sleeves he came back to the larger area of the tend and rubbed his hands together. "Now we wait right?" he asked curiously. They had all been called in to help with the Tournament and even though he was pretty confident in his knowledge of potion usage, he knew he wasn't a born healer.

He approached a small table where a few bottles were lines up and read the labels to familiarize himself with the potions available and their places.

It seemed he was the odd man out.

It was easy enough to hear the others in the tent already as he approached it, and the tall man hesitated at the sound of voices that very clearly knew each other well. He'd been surprised when Mariel had reached out to him for this, mostly because he never really considered that anyone outside of his immediate circle would remember him as anything more than 'that skinny Slytherin prefect'. He was sure he'd been all too eager to say yes to this, in retrospect, but a job was a job and from what he remembered of playing Quidditch himself when he was younger... healers were extremely necessary.

Shaking off his apprehension, Raiden drew a deep breath and closed the last small space between him and the tent, nudging the doorway open and peering inside. None of those inside were Mariel, but... that wasn't really a surprise. She had said that there would be Ministry people there, but she hadn't explicitly said she would be, and with her job she likely had more important things to tend to. The tall man raised one hand in greeting, giving the three inside a light wave.

"Hope I'm not interrupting anything?" His gaze flicked from one person to the next, and he managed a light smile. "I'm ah... here to lend a hand, I suppose."

Just in case.

Zhenya looked up and smiled. "Hi Megan, you look wonderful!" she said. "I feel in my element," Healer Burton said with a laugh. She took a glance around the tent and shook her head. "No, it seemed pretty well set up when I got here, but I guess you can never be too prepared..." She just wasn't... SURE how things should be.

She looked to the opening as another one of their colleagues walked in. "Hello Gallowglass..." she said, hesitatingly. That was his name wasn't it? She was sure it was. She nodded and looked over at Megan. "Now we wait, I guess... for the fun to really begin." Was it bad that she was almost looking forward to all of the injuries there might be?

And it wasn't just the three of them anymore. Someone else was joining them, but it wasn't a colleague, as far as Zhenya remembered. He was here to lend a hand? Zhenya smiled at him. "Hello, I'm Zhenya, I'm one of the urgent response officers in the Department of Accidents and Catastrophes." She just liked getting introductions out of the way. She wanted to know about this person too. WAS HE A HEALER? If he was, Zhenya was going to chat his ear off with questions.

Brace yourself, people. Kang Micky is here.

He was not a healer, but had to work here like the bossman had assigned them to be here, working. It's a little bit of shame because this could be his opportunity to meet some girls and asked one of them out. But well, this assignment should be interesting. Perhaps there would be a terror or something like that? Hopefully not.

Making his way to the healer tent, the Korean noticed there were some people already there, his fellow co-worker from Ministry and a man who he had never seen before. "Ladies." He greeted Megan and Zhenya and yes, this was just a greeting, not flirting. "Gallowglass." He nodded to another co-worker. "And... are you one of the healer on duty?" He asked to unknown man (Raiden).

How was her name again? It was something exotic.. Zhana? Zheng.. Zhenya? "How's everything been going so far.. Zhenya?" from the looks of the tent they didn't have a visitor, yet. A man peeked inside the tend, offering his helping hand if needed. Probably a healer attending the tournament, or was he the healer on duty since none of the A&C workers were actually healers? Fallow nodded his head at his man, greeting him. Kang Mickey arrived shortly after "How you doing Mickey?"

This could turn out to be very boring if no one got hurt. Merlin forgive me but it's true. Gallowglass found himself rubbing his hands together again peeking at the door. Was the petting zoo far away from there? Wonder how Meredith was today?

Ahhhh. They were from Accidents & Catastrophes. That made a lot of sense, given the situation. Raiden gave Zhenya a light smile, moving from the doorway as another person made his arrival as well. This one put him a bit more at ease, because after living overseas for over a decade... the familiar features offered to put him a bit at ease. At least he wasn't going to be the only tall Asian man here.

The question about his being a healer drew a nod. "Mariel asked me on, I'm guessing just as a bit of a safety net." Accidents & Catastrophes would be the best help for this type of event, no doubt, but it was unlikely that everyone in that department was a full-fledged healer. Capable, yes, but he was likely here just in case of extreme emergencies.

Where were his manners? Eyes going back to Zhenya, he offered a hand. "Raiden Kururugi."

And then, to the room at large... "Pleasure to meet you all. I'm looking forward to working with everyone for this event."

Hopefully not too much though. Nobody was a fan of injured kids, after all.

Megan grinned as she posed, hands on her hips as she had often seen Yuna do. She was not as graceful as her hot model of a girlfriend but she passed. "Thanks, Zhenya!'' She laughed and nodded approvingly. "You'll make an excellent Healer someday.'' Megan was proud of this girl.

"Hi, Gallowglass!'' Megan grinned as she paced about, examining the contents of the tent. It would never hurt to be familiar as best as she could with everything. "Yes, that's what we can do right about now. I hope we don't have any serious injuries.''

She paused when she heard an unfamiliar voice. "Hi. I don't think you are.'' Megan gave the stranger a warm smile. "I'm Megan Baines, another of the Urgent Response Officers,'' she added after Zhenya. "Kang.'' Megan's response was that, coupled with a nod. She was keeping an eye on you, you flirtatious man.

Megan knew how to make Zhenya smile. "Thanks, I certainly hope so," she said.

Zhenya looked up as Micky came in. She glanced over at Megan, hoping to Merlin that there wasn't a repeat of the kicking or the yelling... but all had seemed okay since that incident. They were both busy with their jobs, and Zhenya was especially busy with studies. It wasn't as if they were in constant contact... but of course he would be here today. "Hello Micky," she greeted him.

"Well..." she said with a sigh to Gallowglass, "I think so far so good. I don't want to say it feels like the calm before the storm but who knows how many injuries we will get." She looked almost excited about the prospect of injured people.

Ahh, so Micky judged this man's title correctly. Zhenya was going to be talking to HIM for sure. "Raiden Kururugi, it's nice to meet you," she said with a smile.

"Yes, let's hope we're not overwhelmed with injured players or spectators.." he peeked at the tent's entrance again. Could they at least have one? Norway vs Ireland was bound to provide them with injuries. And since they were playing the waiting game, it was OK to talk a little Quidditch right? "Who do you think will win?" he said, addressing the whole room.

The Irishman in him was dancing with the Leprechauns he had seen earlier before reporting in for duty. An amused expression crossed his face when he remembered his niece's dance around the Irish Mascot. "I reckon the Norwegians don't stand a chance against us lads! I mean, Norway's victory is as rare like hen's teeth.." Gallowglass chuckled and walked to one of the various beds available for the future-injured and leaned him bum against one of them, crossing his arms as he got himself comfortable. It was going to be one lengthy day.

Eyes back on you, Megan Baines.

The Korean knew that she was being nice and all protective with Zhenya. But you know what, girl? Everything between them was cleared now and back to normal. It seemed like Zhenya didn't tell her much about both of them and it was... good. To be honest, it's kinda hurt his ego and dignity though but he respected that girl's decision. "I thought you're gonna enjoy the game with your girlfriend more than being in here." He playfully spoke to Megan. "I guess you're so excited to be here, Zhenya?" Because he remembered that this girl aspired to be a healer or something and she's also starting her study and stuffs.

"Everything's fine, Gallowglass. How about you? Got a date to watch the game, huh?" Micky responded to his co-worker and teased him a little bit. You know, to break the ice. "Well I didn't really follow Quidditch but I do hope that Irish U-17 win this game." Was there a betting pool here? Hehehe. Maybe not, betting is kind of illegal, right?

"I'm Micky, and it's a pleasure to meet you too." He spoke to the healer man. "We're gonna be very busy in this place. But I hope that there's no serious injury happened." Even though it's... impossible.

Charles apparated at the designated area to meet with his co-workers. His family were already at the stands watching the event. He told them that he would meet them later but right now he was on duty. Charles saw some that he knew from his department and made his way towards them. It wasn't in his personality to wave at them, so he simply nod in greeting. "Glad to see you all here,"he said before his eyes darted to the rest of the people he did not recognised. They must be the healers who were stationed and expected to work together in this tent. Huh. Hopefully, there were tolerable. "Charles Demetri...DMAC,"he gave them a small smile before checking the time in his watch. Hmm...he wondered if Kai had arrived yet?

He chuckled "Yeah I had actually, just not sure if we'll be able to leave to actually watch said game if things start to heat up. She's stationed at the Petting Zoo tent." he frowned a bit. It really was a shame that both of them had to work. Perhaps if things kept calm he could visit her there?

Another colleague appeared, one Gallow didn't have the pleasure - or displeasure - of meeting yet. He looks all business no fun. With a sigh and a stretch of his neck he felt it was safe to keep the mindless Quidditch talk to pass time, for now at least. "Haven't been to a decent Quidditch game in years, back at Germany the best I could get was a lousy radio transmission. Guess forests aren't the most radio-friendly places on earth." he added with humor.

Kai took extra time getting ready this morning, she was still trying to wrap her head around last week. She would never have expected such a proposition in her life...Kai wore her hair a bit longer than usual, down and straight, even a touch of makeup which was completely unlike her. She was going to try to play the part...even though she really didn't know how....

Plain, elegant clothes that might match Charlie's suit were completely unlike the little brunette witch but it was how she was dressed today. Hurrying in the heels she wasn't used to wearing, she showed up with her usual smile. "Hello everyone" There were some familiar faces, special big smile for her girls. Yes, Megan and Zhenya were her team. There was Micky...oh and the fellow who also liked plants from the orientation, smile for you boys too.

She greeted the group as a whole, but stopped in front of Charles. "Good Morning, Mr. Demetri." She did her best not to be awkward or blush from embarrassment.

Oakey emerged into the Tent, one extra head above his own. A smaller much cuter baby faced version of himself. Oakey was going to try and get Mark into Quidditch at a young age much like how Harvey had done for him before. It was sad to see that his his adoptive father move on from the Team he grew him up to love and adore. GO CANNON! Unfortunately Oakey had volunteered to help out with Healer duties today. So he was going to have to rely on the next best person to get his son into the game of Quidditch. He wondered how far of he was going to be to pick Mark up?

"Morning Everyone" Oakey said with a smile.

"Morning." The smaller version of Oakey said as well. Putting his hands into Daddy's hair and ducking behind it as much he could while he sat on Daddy's shoulders. His eyes wandered around the Tent and looked at everything and everyone he could from the vantage point he was given.

Oakey wondered what he could do with Mark in here for the time being? Clearly NOT playing with the Healer equipment, thought the thoughts began to roam through his head of and older Mark becoming a Healer himself. This Made Oakey smile to himself.

What are the chances?

Right so... Zhenya. Megan Baines. People kept calling that one Gallowglass... Micky? Kang, to Megan? So... Micky Kang. And Charles Demetri. And another woman. And a man with a child. All from Accidents and Catastrophes? Probably.

This was quickly becoming a party, and Raiden was having a little trouble focusing too long on each person. There were talks of who might win, and more introductions. He'd come straight here after moving all of his things to Arya & Sabel's house, and it was still a little jarring to be so many timezones over. One thing at a time... he cast a warm smile in Zhenya's direction before turning his attention to the new arrivals. Had to keep up with that, because it was much easier to work together with others when you all knew each others' names.

"Raiden Kururugi," he supplied, for Charles' benefit and partially for the woman and the guy with the small child. "Not Ministry, just... a healer."

Hopefully his specialty wouldn't be needed here today. Who knew though... Quidditch was, after all, rather violent at times. Especially with children, given the right ones. He rubbed his arm lightly, the memory of dislocating his shoulder in a Hogwarts game still hovering somewhere in the back of his mind.

Hopefully that would be the worst of the injuries. That was an easy fix, after all.

"It's been a long time since I've followed Quidditch in this part of the world..." If he paid attention, it was only to the places where Nia's name appeared. And this was not Nia's thing, because... you know... youth. Neither of them qualified for that particular term anymore. "Which team's the odds-on favourite nowadays?"

As the Games and Sports department head, Mariel felt it was her duty to make sure this entire event was running smoothly. And she would have plenty of time for fun later as she was very much planning on watching the game when it began, but for now she was checking on all the booths and people in employ.

After checking on her own employees that were here and helping out, she headed over to the healer tent. As a former player herself, she knew how important it was to have skilled healers on hand. Of course she would hope for no injuries, but it was best to be prepared, especially with children involved.

Circe, why were so many people in here? She knew she had asked Raiden to help out being that he was an actual healer and she did not always have the strongest faith in the Ministry for reasons. Many, many reasons. But did they need one adult per child playing today? Perhaps they'd have the good sense to work in shifts so some of them could enjoy part of the game. There certainly were enough of them here to do that.

"Everyone settling in alright? Finding everything you need?" It was her duty to make sure everything went off without a hitch today and that included this area even if the majority of them fell under a different department. All the supplies necessary for today best be here too. Her eyes soon found Raiden acquainting himself with the others, she'd suppose, and she made her way over to him. "Raiden.. I'm glad you could make it. Thanks for helping us out today."

Charles glanced up at the man (Gallowglass) who was talking to them. Hmm... guess he wasn't alone in that department. Charles hadn't had the time to see a decent Quidditch match either since he graduated from his magical university in Luxembourg a few years back. He was hoping after this, he would get to see it with his family and...Kai. Charles had asked her for a big favour last week. It was a pretty big favour...mind you. His mother would be expecting them and he hoped that his plan worked. The thought of introducing her to his mother had him quite nervous all of a sudden. He resisted the urge to tug on his tie, but instead continue to look somewhat interested to hear more while he waited for Kai's arrival.

"Pleasure meeting you, Mr.Kururugi,"he greeted back to the healer. He stood listening to the man talk as well. Honestly, he had no idea which team was the odds-on favourite but he hoped for the Bulgarian Quidditch youth team to bring back the trophy or at least play a great match.

Oh and there was Oakey...with his son perched on top of his shoulders. He greeted with a small smile,"Good morning Mr.Gunter, you brought your son along to help us too?" The boy seemed really shy. He searched his coat pockets for a chocolate frog he brought for his own nephew earlier. He handed it out to Gunter's son, "Here...would you like a chocolate frog?" he asked quietly.

Charles turned around when he heard Kai's voice. He blinked when he saw her. Woah....who was this woman stood before him? Charles looked her over carefully. Once, twice, and then a few more times, making sure his eyes weren't deceiving him. "Kai?..." Realising he used her nickname, he cleared his throat quickly. "Um...Miss Fern, good morning to you, you looked...umm lovely." Heard that, everyone?! Yes...Charles Demetri actually said a nice thing for once in regards to her outfit.

He turned his head towards the Magical Games and Sports Department Head as she walked in. Charles nodded in response. He wondered how long would they be on duty here. Any instructions to follow through? He glanced at the Healer again, what should they do in the meantime? "Are there anymore supplies that are in need of help to carry in?" Charles offered.

SPOILER!!: Oakey + Mark

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Oakey emerged into the Tent, one extra head above his own. A smaller much cuter baby faced version of himself. Oakey was going to try and get Mark into Quidditch at a young age much like how Harvey had done for him before. It was sad to see that his his adoptive father move on from the Team he grew him up to love and adore. GO CANNON! Unfortunately Oakey had volunteered to help out with Healer duties today. So he was going to have to rely on the next best person to get his son into the game of Quidditch. He wondered how far of he was going to be to pick Mark up?

"Morning Everyone" Oakey said with a smile.

"Morning." The smaller version of Oakey said as well. Putting his hands into Daddy's hair and ducking behind it as much he could while he sat on Daddy's shoulders. His eyes wandered around the Tent and looked at everything and everyone he could from the vantage point he was given.

Oakey wondered what he could do with Mark in here for the time being? Clearly NOT playing with the Healer equipment, thought the thoughts began to roam through his head of and older Mark becoming a Healer himself. This Made Oakey smile to himself.

What are the chances?

Never fear, Gunter. Godfather Montmorency was here. Har har, since he was simply stopping in to pick up his godson. An oddity for the long-standing quidditch pro, to be frank. All his time and attention would be for Mark today. However, pro players were usually solicited to promote and smile for pictures at these youth events. "Inspire the next generation" and what have you. He'd been the starting Seeker for Appleby since he'd graduated from Hogwarts eight years ago, and the formula never changed. Merlin, he was tired. But that was to be expected, perhaps, when one juggled professional quidditch, school, and St. Mungo's.

Either way, NO WORK TODAY. It fell solely onto him to show Mark a good time, and truly, that was for the best. Oakey was borderline boring. Dylan was the fun one. Everyone knew as much. He always gave sweets and ice cream! Nailing this godfather role? We think "yes".

And speaking of work, what a very....interesting collection of healers this event had. Hands stuffed deeply into his pockets as he surveyed the tent's occupants with a critical eye, he tried to gauge whether or not he'd trust any one of them with Mark's life. It was strange that he didn't recognize any of these people, actually. Huh. Perhaps they'd taken their refresher classes elsewhere.

Ah! There he was! Finally spotting Mark's tiny face, the blonde proceeded further into the tent, immediately approaching both father and son. He'd missed the little boy, for sure. And he supposed he was happy to see Oakey, as well. In fact, the former Hufflepuff had earned himself a wide SMIRK. What? Dylan could be amused at the irony here. "Try not to kill anyone today, Gunter."

Kai smiled at the group listening to everyone. It seemed like all A&C people except for a young man who had just introduced himself to the new comers. "Pleasure to meet you Healer Kururugi, I'm Annette K. Fern from the Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes. Potion Accidents division, at your service." She smiled politely at him , still feeling a bit out of place dressed so proper.

That feeling grew when Charles...why was he looking at her like that!? LOVELY? Did he really just say that!? Good thing that they were in the healers tent because....was he okay? She might be starting to blush awkwardly. Did Mr. Grump Charlie seriously just pay her a compliment I that wasn't sarcastic!? She wasn't really sure what to do, and was pretty sure her ears were burning. "Umm thank you Cha.....Mr. Demetri." Okay....this was uncomfortable.....she wanted to hide now....back home with her new plant hybrids....

Thankfully more people showed up and Charlie got distracted. Hi new people!!!! Big friendly wave. Awkward af...


Okay, so.....Yuna only had so much patience. She couldn't praise herself or hold her own hand.... That was just like weird... She dressed pretty and sort of revealing for her girlfriend, not by standers. She was fixing this problem. Her loose and plunging black romper tossed in the breeze as she clicked her way to the healers tent in her high heels. What a gathering....

The young Japanese woman looked the crowd over for a moment and spotted who she was looking for. Pulling down her rose tinted sun glasses, she tossed her glossy black mane back. "Excuse me, but I need attended." Yes....she was a little bossy but not completely rude. "I have a boo boo." Okay, maybe not the most refined thing to say, but she looked great and that was good enough okay? She was a model, not a surgeon.

"I reckon we'll have a few,'' Megan told Gallowglass. "If it's a really competitive game, you can bet we'll have more than a few.'' Who would win? She already had an answer. "Ireland, of course!'' The man's next comment had her laughing hysterically. Hysterically but softly. "That was funny, Gallowglass. Norway will have another loss to add to their statistics.''

"I was out and about with her before I came here. We grabbed a lot of foods, even tried out some new ones.'' Megan had no idea why she was so chatty with Kang but she reasoned it may have to do with the fact that it was such a good day and the air of competition was around. "Didn't you bring anyone?''

Just then there were a few newcomers. "Hi, Charles. Kai.'' She smiled at the Games and Sports Head for a second in acknowledgement but who was this guy (Oakey) and this cute child? Megan wasn't a big fan of children but this one was a cutie. "Hi! What this cutie's name?'' She was referring to the child, of course.

The voice that floated towards her was all together immediately recognised. "Boo boo?'' Megan darted towards her girlfriend, trying not to be distracted by her way of dress. "How did you get hurt, baby? Where did you get hurt?'' As discreetly as she could, Megan also tried to shield Yuna from the guys (and girls) gathered there. EHEM. This gorgeous and hot super model belonged to her.

Oakey hiked Mark up and off his shoulders. Setting him down gently on the ground. He acknowledged anyone who greeted him back with a smile and nod.
He turned quickly to Charles. "Please it's just Oakey, or Gunter." He so Old that he needed Mister tossed in front of his name yet. Then his fear kicked in when Charles started to hand down to Mark a Chocolate Frog. He choked back any attempt to slap Charles hand away from his son. HEALTHY FOODS ONLY was all that was going through his head, but Mark had been very good as of late. He wished he could bring Xaria too, but his Daughter was in big trouble for recent events that involved shin kicking and Daddy wasn't happy with that.

Mark took the Chocolate Frog in his hand and just sort of held it. He looked up at Daddy. He wasn't normally allowed sweets like this. Unless was today a good day?

"Say Thank you, Mark." Oakey Reminded him.

"Thank you." Mark smiled and then quickly bit the head off the chocolate frog

Then Finally Dylan came in. Looking as smug as ever. He came in here as if he had already the upper hand on everyone in this Tent.

Typical Dylan.

Oakey swung a Nap Sack around off his back and held it out to Dylan. "It's got some smoothies I made before we came here. Strawberry Banana" He quickly remarked before Dylan could turn them away if he thought they were his special Veggie drinks. Which they were not.
"Funny. I took a swig of Potion before I came today. So I think I'll be fine. Might need to restock soon."

Oakey leaned down and looked at Mark who was still enjoying small but hesitant bites from the chocolate Frog. "Be good for Uncle Dylan. Keep him in line today for Dad. I'll find you both when I can take a break from working here."

Mark smiled happily his eyes beaming with joy as he looked up at Uncle Dylan.

He turned attention quickly a girl in the Tent with him "His name's Mark." He smiled at her.

Zhenya laughed at Gallowglass's own answer to his question. "Well I think I'm going for Ireland... It's not really my team but out of them and Norway I think they've got it in the bag." Being that she didn't follow either team, she didn't know the strengths of each player like she did with other teams.

She smiled at Micky. "Oh absolutely. I'm hoping for lots of bloody wounds and broken jaws..." not really, but... sort of. It appeared that two of her colleagues were now going for Ireland.

"Hello Charles," Zhenya greeted the man. "Hi Kai! How are you?" She asked the next one to join.

"Hello Oakey," Zhenya greeted the next man. Who... had a child! Zhenya smiled up at the young lad. "Hello up there! I'm Zhenya, what's your name?" she asked. "Do you want to be a healer one day too? So do I..."Ahh he was a healer!? "Where do you work?" she asked Raiden.

Zhenya watched as Megan went to attend their first patient. She smiled at the thought, and hope, that more people would come in!