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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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 Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2018 6:57 am
xx⤑ Wʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀᴍ I? Nurse's Office
xxx⤑ Wʜᴏ ɪs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ? Cian and Katya
xxxx⤑ Wʜᴀᴛ's ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ? Visiting Cian
xxxxx⤑ Wʜᴀᴛ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs? Stupid dumb Cian
Aeryn snorted when Cian's girlfriend acted like he'd just woken out of a year long coma. Leave it to her to be way too dramatic. Cian cracked another joke, causing the youngest in the room to groan. "You din't even get them near anyone. You hit yourself. Twice. Maybe you need more practice." She stuck her tongue out at her brother, thinking he was lucky they had magical healers rather than the slow (and boring) hospital they were used to visiting as kids. If only all medicine was that quick.
I ᴍᴇssᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ, I ʟᴏsᴛ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ꜰɪɢʜᴛ, I sᴛɪʟʟ ᴍᴇss ᴜᴘ ʙᴜᴛ I'ʟʟ ᴊᴜsᴛ sᴛᴀʀᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ
I ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ꜰᴀʟʟɪɴɢ ᴅᴏᴡɴ, I ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ᴏɴ ʜɪᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ. I ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ɢᴇᴛ ᴜᴘ ɴᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ sᴇᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ's ɴᴇxᴛ
Bɪʀᴅs ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴊᴜsᴛ ꜰʟʏ, ᴛʜᴇʏ ꜰᴀʟʟ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴀɴᴅ ɢᴇᴛ ᴜᴘ. Nᴏʙᴏᴅʏ ʟᴇᴀʀɴs ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ɪᴛ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ
I ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴜᴘ, ɴᴏ I ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ɢɪᴠᴇ ɪɴ 'ᴛɪʟ I ʀᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɴ I'ʟʟ sᴛᴀʀᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ
Nᴏ, I ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ, I ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ᴛʀʏ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ, I ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ᴛʀʏ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ I ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ꜰᴀɪʟ
I'ʟʟ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ᴏɴ ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ɴᴇᴡ ᴍɪsᴛᴀᴋᴇs, I'ʟʟ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ᴏɴ ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴅᴀʏ
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2023 9:36 pm
 ★✩ECHO ANGHARAD WELLBELOVEseventh year || Slytherin || halfblood
Daily Dragon managing editor || Quidditch seeker || Order of the Stick lancer
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After flying most of the way, the two Slytherin girls finally got to the Hospital Wing. They probably could have just gotten a stretcher, which probably would half helped Brianna's leg more, but that had only occurred to her halfway there, and by then she was stubbornly committed if Brianna herself didn't bring it up.
Echo did a double-take around the room as she walked into the hospital wing. The last couple times she'd been here had been to visit Milan. Galen had also constantly been in after his dramatic fall during the game-they-did-not-need-to-speak-of. Skyla Byrnes had been in and out a lot as well.
Echo settled herself in a chair next to Brianna's bed. She tested her shoulder gently. It still stung, but it was probably just a bruise. They hadn't exchanged more than a couple words on the way here, but finally Echo spoke up bitterly. "At least we put on a show. Panem et circences and all that."
_______________ setting Just after Game 1 2059-60, Hospital Wing. || with Brianna
appearance 5'9”, slim || wearing Slytherin quidditch uniform
statusWhy do I still play this stupid sport? _______________//OOC:
Tagging Gryffie for Marni, but whichever nurse is fine! _______________    And I-I-I can't stop
No, I-I-I can't stop
So, baby, pull me closer
In the back seat of your Rover
That I know you can't afford
Bite that tattoo on your shoulder
✩★~"Closer" by the Chainsmokers. Cover by Jonathan Young ft Travis Carte
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2023 5:10 pm
 Brianna Cathaline Quinn-Smith
Slytherin │ Fourth Year │ Fourteen Years Old │ Single
By the time they reached the Hospital Wing, Brianna’s injured leg was throbbing in time to the beat of her heart, while her wrapped up left arm merely ached in the same way a tooth might. She gritted her teeth, and was determined to tough it out rather than provide any indication she was little more than discomforted. Pain and injuries was an integral to the game as were Quaffles, Snitches and Bludgers…especially the Bludgers, and crying about injuries was as pointless as complaining about how small the Snitch was.
‘I’ve been in this place way too often,’ reflected Brianna, as she finally was able to lay down in a bed, after shedding her Quidditch robes, and other gear. Just moving her injured leg nearly caused her vision to go double, but she managed to pull her shoes and socks off before collapsing on the spotless white sheets. ‘Matron will freak when she sees I’ve done some of my own work, but that beats having my arm throbbing too while I’m flying.’
She heard the bitterness in Echo’s voice, and said, revealing the level of acrimony she felt in her own tone, “Yeah, we put on a show all right, for all the good it did us. Panem et circenses. At least we get to miss the post mortem downstairs. Who are we kidding? This season’s a dumpster fire looking for a match.” She didn’t envy the task Daphne had before her: pulling this squad back together after this match.
 "And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything feels like the movies
Yeah, you bleed just to know you're alive."
"And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause, I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am "
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Posted: Thu Oct 31, 2024 3:20 pm
 Kasamir Aloysius Patrovna
Slytherin │ Fourth Year │ Fourteen Years Old │ Single │ Beater
Seeing how Hes was moving about, Kas knew she was in a lot of pain, and that her leg was broken. Putting any kind of weight on that leg was out of the question, and he would need to carry Hes up to the castle. Using his wand, he sent his broomstick back over to where his Quidditch bag was left on the sidelines. If worse came to worse he’d come back out here to collect his and Hes’ gear, assuming one of their teammates wasn’t nice enough to help them out. He then cast a quick Strength Enhancement Charm on himself before slipping his wand back in the protective sleeve he kept it in.
When Hes asked him to, and being as careful as he could be, Kas scooped Hes up in his arms, hoping he wouldn’t cause her further pain. “Of course, moya dorogaya,” he said to her, as he took up her weight in his arms, and leaned his head towards hers. “I’ll get you back to the castle. Up to the Hospital Wing, anywhere you like. I’ll carry you to the ends of the Earth if you wished it.”
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By the time Kas carried Hes up to the Hospital Wing, he was feeling the strain of taking up her weight in his arms, shoulders and down through his back. Though the Charm he cast certainly aided him, it didn’t negate her weight, and whatever pain he might be feeling was nothing compared to what Hes was already suffering, and he took care not to let on he was in any discomfort at all.
As gently as he was able, Kas placed Hes on one of the beds, doing as much as he could not to cause the bones in her broken leg to shift and cause her further discomfort. Once he set Hes down, Kas grabbed a couple spare pillows so he could set one behind her head and shoulders, while the other he carefully slid under her injured leg. Sitting down on a chair beside her, Kas gave Hes a smile and held out his hand for her to hold if she wished. “I’ll bring dinner up here later. What are you in the mood for?”
 AC: 16
Modifiers: +6 to Beater Actions
Special Skills: Deft Dodger, Good Arm, Mean Swing
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AliceInWonderland0921 Crew
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Posted: Thu Oct 31, 2024 5:26 pm
xx♥ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Hospital Wing
xxx♥ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Kas, Healer Gwyllt
xxxx♥ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Fixing my leg
xxxxx♥ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? Oww.... Hesperia did her best not to wince or cry out in pain when she was lifted but the pain was apparent on her face. Hard not to be in pain when your leg was broken and any movement shifted the bone. But she put on a brave face and did her best not to let it show. Kasamir said he'd carry her up to the castle, up to the Hospital Wing, and to the ends of the Earth, if she wished. That elicited a smile from her despite the pain. "I trust you," she said with a smile, then wrapped her arms around him for stability. The stairs were rough on her, since every jostle made pain shoot through her leg, but she grit her teeth and pushed through it. Once they reached the hospital wing, Kas gently laid her down on the bed and she huffed a sigh of relief. Morgan came out of the office to assist and cast a spell to diagnose her injuries, then clicked his tongue and sighed. "You've got a broken femur and a large ecchymosis, a bruise, on your back. Looks like no internal damage though. I'll get to work fixing your leg." Hesperia nodded at the healer and said, "Thank you." She did her best to smile at him as the very serious looking Healer set to work. When Kasamir offered her his hand, she took it and squeezed it a little, wincing as the healer started his work. "Um, for dinner... That's a good question. I..." She stopped to wince again, squeezing Kas' hand a little harder. "I like just about anything really... I guess that depends on what you can cook. What do you like best?" Hazel eyes glanced over at Kasamir, wondering what kinds of foods he liked, since they only ever really talked about Greek food thus far.
Sʜᴇ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ᴍʏ ʜᴀɴᴅ, Pᴜʟʟᴇᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛᴏ ғᴀʟʟ ᴛᴏ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɪʀ ᴡᴀs ɪᴄᴇ
Sʜᴇ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ sʜᴇ'ᴅ ғɪɴᴅ sᴏᴍᴇ ᴘᴇᴀᴄᴇ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴏʀʀᴏᴡᴇᴅ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴀs ʟᴇғᴛ ᴏғ ᴍɪɴᴇ
Vᴀᴍᴘʏʀᴇ's ᴄʀʏ, Iᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇs ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ! Vᴀᴍᴘʏʀᴇ's ᴄʀʏ, Lɪᴋᴇ Gᴏᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs
Sᴛᴀʀᴠᴇᴅ ᴏғ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ᴀɴᴅ sɪᴄᴋ ᴏғ ʜᴇᴀᴅ, ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ʜᴇʀ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴ ᴅᴏᴏʀs ᴀɴᴅ sʜᴀᴛᴛᴇʀs
Kɴᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ ᴅᴏᴡɴ, ᴄᴜᴛᴛɪɴɢ sᴋʏ, Sʜᴇ ᴄᴜᴘᴘᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ʜᴀɴᴅs ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴀᴄʜᴇᴅ ғᴏʀ ʟɪғᴇ
Wᴀᴠᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴜsʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ, ᴄᴀʀʀʏ ʜᴇʀ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ sʜᴇ ᴡᴀɴᴛs ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ᴛᴏ
Wᴀᴠᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴜsʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ! Vᴀᴍᴘʏʀᴇ's ᴄʀʏ! Pᴜʟʟ ᴍᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ!
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