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 Posted: Sat Aug 17, 2013 12:09 pm
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Do you really wanna be like them?
Do you really wanna be another trend?
Do you wanna be part of that crowd?
Luke shook his head, keeping his mouth shut as he waited for a nurse to show up. He didn't know what was up, and now that they had Steffi in the Hospital Wing, he was starting to try and think of what was happening. So far, only Gryffindors had been affected, but he doubted that was the actual case, especially since the history professor was also affected. There had to be some connection. "Clarisse, what is the connection between the three? I mean, Drage is a prat, but that's about it. Steffi doesn't really have any sort of connection with him beyond house, and Professor Powell, he's... well, absent-minded? What could be the connection between the three? It doesn't make sense."
 Location: Hospital Wing
State: Concerned
OOC: ...
You, don't wanna be just like youxxx
What I'm sayin' isxxxxx
This is the anthemxxxxxxx
Throw all your hands upxxxxxxxxx
You, don't wanna be youxxxxxxxxxxx |
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Posted: Sat Aug 17, 2013 12:19 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 17, 2013 5:21 pm
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 ❇ Gʀʏғғɪɴᴅᴏʀ ❇ Tʜɪʀᴅ Yᴇᴀʀ ❇ Hᴀʟғ-Bʟᴏᴏᴅ ❇ Cʜᴀsᴇʀ ❇ Sɪɴɢʟᴇ ❇ 
I got a lot of things I have to do
All these distractions
Our futures coming soon
We're being pulled a hundred different directions
But whatever happens I know I've got you
❇ Mood : Curious, Confused
❇ Thinking : Is there some kind of disease around...?
❇ Doing : Helping; Putting the pieces together
❇ Where : Hospital Wing
❇ With : Nurse, David, Luke, Steffi, Other patients
The three were finally in the Hospital Wing, still carrying the just-passed-out-Steffi alongside David and Luke. He gave a nod at Luke, and at David. Slowly, gently, the two laid Steffi down a bed. Once she looked comfortable enough on the bed, Xavier turned to see the two. He quietly listened to the two as they shared their conclusions on what was happening. But you have to agree, it is too odd. These things happening around the school...Why? “ Honestly, I can't work the pieces together. I mean, Professor Powell and Jacob's condition is quite the same, don't you think? And Steffi....if she doesn't wake up soon, and continues with just, sleeping like that, like the Professor and Jacob, then the incidents would be the same. Not waking up immediately....
“ You know, if you think about it, weird stuff has been happening in Hogwarts since the chaos during the masquerade. I know that Luke was there since I was hearing his name. Not to mention the rumors...Did you hear about them? About the masked figures lurking around the hallways....I've never seen them, but, after all, it's just a rumor....But whenever I hear the term 'masked figures', I couldn't help but think of the people who attacked the circus. Those bloody bas***ds...Ugh. Well, forget that. There's just something weird happening in the school... “
You're in my mind your in my heart
It doesn't matter where we are
It'll be alright
Even if we're miles apart
Oᴜᴛ Oғ Cʜᴀᴍᴘᴀɢɴᴇ:
All I wanna do is be with you, be with you
There's nothing we can do
Just wanna be with you; only you
No matter where life takes us nothing can break us apart
You know its true,
I just wanna be with you
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Posted: Sat Aug 17, 2013 5:37 pm
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Healer Mary-Louise Montague
Nurse of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Mrs. Montague had been busy tending her plants at first, it was what she often did to calm herself, to help think. So far, none of the potions or spell administered upon the professor and student had had any effect, which was beyond puzzling, to say the least. She hummed thoughtfully when a student arrived. Short, stubby fingers wrapped around her wand as she reached Raphael Snow, her keen eyes trailed over the filled out parchment before she pursed her lips in thought. ”Okay Mr. Snow, hold still, and let me see just what’s wrong.” She said gently, a mother’s voice laced with honey. A gentle hand had taken his wrist and swished her wand with a dramatic downward turn and said, ” Diagnosus exposum.“ Under his flesh, the broken bones began to glow softly and his skin looked taut, pale, and almost translucent. She could easily access which bones had needed to be mended, which would make the process much easier on her, and him. She canceled the effects with a quick finite—it wouldn’t do to have him walk around with a glowing hand, now would it? ”Now, this well feel very hot, and then very cold, but you’ll be good as new in no time.” She smiled brilliantly. ”Episkey.”
Not long later, more students filed into the main lobby and she turned to regard them with an inquisitive eye. Another student, unconscious? Her heart stopped. It couldn’t be related too—no. But, could it? She quickly excused herself from the first year and moved towards the young Gryffindor girl’s side. Immediately curious of her eyes. ”Did she exhibit any unusual signs? Anything out of the ordinary before this happened?” She asked, biting her lip as she uttered a quick spell that lifted Steffi up from her chair and into an empty bed. Professor Powell and Jacob were hidden behind the curtains of their own beds. Mrs. Montague then turned to the remaining students, hopeful for any answer they might have to give. Though she couldn’t help but wonder just exactly what one of the boys had meant by a “masked figure” wandering the halls of the school.
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Aug 17, 2013 8:12 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 9:34 pm
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♫Sixth Year♪Prefect♫Captain♪Werewolf♫Chaser♪Gryffindor♫ Ⓡⓔⓜⓨ pushed the door open, somehow balancing the younger Beater in her arms while she did so. Her magic had kind of given out on her, but she didn't seem to mind. The teen set the boy in a chair, trying to keep him from falling in a heap. She grabbed a form, then filled it out. Name: Tevye Murphy Year: Third House: Gryffindor Symptoms: He fell asleep and won't wake up. In midair. On his broom! Remy turned the form in, then went and sat beside the sleeping child, softly leaning him against her side, gently petting his hair. "Babi bach Hush, onid ydych yn crio. Mama gonna ei gwneud yn iawn." Her voice was soft, a gentle lullaby escaping in her quiet Welsh. The Captain, who got her shoulder broken without a tear, sniffled, a few drops running down her cheeks as she waited for someone to help them. ⓄUT
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ⒸHARACTER
{Translation: Hush little baby, don't you cry. Mama's gonna make it all alright.} |
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Thu Aug 22, 2013 7:57 pm
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I don't like WALKING around this OLD and EMPTY HOUSE
So HOLD my HAND, I'll WALK with you, my DEAR
The stairs CREAK as I SLEEP, it's KEEPING me AWAKE
It's the HOUSE telling you to CLOSE your EYES There's an OLD VOICE in my HEAD that's HOLDING me BACK
Well TELL her that I MISS our LITTLE TALKS
SOON it will be OVER and BURIED with our PAST
We used to PLAY OUTSIDE when we were YOUNG and full of LIFE and full of LOVE
 ~Madam Germaine Umber~
~Former Hufflepuff~ company- jessamine and uriel
location- hospital wing
reading- the picture of dorian gray
wearing- sunshine
Germaine rushed into the hospital wing, levitating the body of a sleeping boy with her wand while keeping an arm around a crying girl, murmuring comforting words to her. "Sh, sh. Don't cry, dear, he's just asleep. He'll be alright." She had the girl, Jess, sit with the boy lying next to her, while she grabbed a form to fill out. "But, but why won't he wake up?" Jess whispered, getting control of her crying. The librarian offered her a reassuring smile while she wrote out the form. "He's in good hands here. Now, can you tell me what's his year?" Jess nodded shakily. "He's in second, a year older than me."
Name: Uriel Scott
Year: Second
House: Hufflepuff
Symptoms: Fallen asleep and won't wake up
Without LIBRARIANS, what do we HAVE? No PAST and no FUTURE.
You're GONE AWAY
I WATCHED you DISAPPEAR
ALL that's LEFT is the GHOST of YOU
Now we're TORN APART There's NOTHING we can DO
Just LET me GO we'll MEET again SOON
Now WAIT for ME, please HANG AROUND
I'll SEE you when I FALL ASLEEP
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Posted: Sat Aug 24, 2013 2:57 am
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---------◖Can you feel the Magic◗
--------◢Can you hear the Love◣
-----◆Can you be the one for me?◆
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Lukas stepped out of his office to hear a boy speak up. He was older than the students, yet was not a staff member. He spoke, introducing himself. The name rang a bell in the Healing Professor's mind. He nodded and smiled in greeting. "Hello, Yuyami. Yes we do have a few particular cases." And as though to reinforce these words, two more groups of people arrived, Remy Bleiddiaid, the Gryffindor Quidditch captain, carrying one of her beaters, who was clearly asleep in her arms, followed soon after by the librarian, who was hovering a young blond boy and a worried girl who followed after. He sighed as he took the papers, glanced at them and waved his wand. Immediatley two beds began to fix themselves up. Two more cases... he thought as he looked at the healer who had arrived from St. Mungos. "It seems we have two more who have the same ailment." he said sadly. "They fall asleep and can't wake. So far we have, well five now." he said as he looked at the guest. He turned to the boy brought in the Gryffindor Quidditch captain. He waved his wand and the sleeping form raised into the air and towards the bed that was prepared for him. He did the same for the Second year brought in by the Librarian.
╔═══════════════════════════
◖Will I feel the Magic◗---------
◢Will I hear the Love◣--------
◆Can I be the one for you?◆-----
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Posted: Sat Aug 24, 2013 12:55 pm
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Nick floated into the hospital wing through a wall and paused. Well now, this was certainly unexpected. The place seemed to be busier than usual, with students, professors, and nurses quite busy with patients. Well, perhaps he should say something. After all, he did have some insight into the problem. He cleared his throat, straightening his collar which only loosened his head and caused it to fall onto his shoulder. Irritably he shoved his head back into place before speaking. "Excuse me, but perhaps I can be of some assistance." He vaguely recalled that not many of the people talked to him and merely ignored him at times, but the proud house ghost wouldn't be deterred. After all, a good number of his house's students had fallen under the sway of this unnatural slumber.
 Location: Hospital Wing
State: Trying to be informative
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Posted: Sat Aug 24, 2013 9:31 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 26, 2013 8:27 pm
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Diamond Wales Nick shifted a bit, not wishing to be the bearer of bad news, but realized that something needed to be said, otherwise there were going to be more cases, and worse, fatalities. He'd already lived, or, well, existed through one instance of something similar with the basilisk, having been Petrified during the whole affair, but thankfully he'd managed to save someone by blocking their sight of the foul creature. This time, it could be a lot worse if he refused to say a thing. "Of course. As you know, I know several ghosts outside the castle, not the least of which is several fellows from the Headless Hunt. Well, a bit over seven years ago, I was invited out by one of the regular huntsmen from the Hunt, mostly because he felt that I should have a taste of what I was missing." Nick nearly would have ranted about that bit of injustice, but felt that what he had to say was more important than some pompous huntsman rubbing the fact he was incapable in his face. "We were busy for quite some time, apparently he decided that I would get the full experience of a hunt, as well as the fact that he tried to see if my head would come off fully several times. It was during one of these occasions that we ran across a peculiar incident. You see, we had gone off to what we had assumed was a clear and uninhabited portion of England and found a house there. Normally we wouldn't have bothered them, however, there were several instances of people entering and leaving the house in large groups. Geoffrey wouldn't even go near the area, so I decided to investigate. And what I found was truly troublesome. Apparently this group of wizards were meeting for experiments. They would bring in an unassuming individual and put him into this circle, and then the person would pass out. They tested this several times from when I watched, and each person. However, someone must have caught on to me watching, because they tried to stop me from leaving." Nick looked at everyone present, trying to figure out if anything else was important. Location: Hospital Wing
State: Trying to be informative
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Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 3:22 pm
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x💚 I know they've hurt you bad. Wide, the scars you have.
x💚 Baby, let me straighten out your broken bones.
x💚 All your faults to me make you more beautiful.
The doors to the Hospital Wing opened and a small girl entered. She looked terrified as she stepped aside and allowed a man to carry an older woman into the room. The man slowly approached the desk, the girl following close behind him. "Nurse! We've got an emergency over here!" he called out to whoever would listen. As the man readied Ms. Dalila for the nurse, Cecille took the opportunity to take in her surroundings. It was pretty quiet here, except for the sounds of a few faint voices. One was familiar, the other was not. "Girl, tell me exactly what happened one more time." the man said, shaking CiCi from her thoughts. "We were going to practice my spells, and she was yawning a lot, and then she just fell over onto the table. I don't know what happened other than that." she answered, feeling as though she wasn't much help. She didn't see what happened, after all. "I'll pass on the message then." he said before returning to his attempts at getting the attention of a nurse. Cecille faded back into her thoughts, wandering across the room with her cane tap tap tapping on the floor.
{Exit Cecille to Tevye Murphey's Bed}
I can't help it, I love the broken ones, the ones who, need the most patching up. 💛x
The ones who, never been loved, never been loved, never been loved enough. 💛x
Maybe I see a part of me in them, the missing piece always trying to fit in. 💛x
The shattered heart, hungry for a home. No you're not alone, I love the broken ones. 💛x
Name: Dalila Fletcher
Year: Uhh, professor?
House: Ravenclaw
Symptoms: Excessive yawning, drowsy behavior, collapsing onto a table, eventually falling asleep, cannot be awaken |
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Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 6:53 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 7:43 pm
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