A soldier will fight long and hard [OPEN]

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Characters: OPEN
Location: Horrorspital
Rating: PG?
Time: August 23rd-August 25th
Description: A place for all those injured from the mission and frog invasion to be healed
Note: Set up is complete!

Medics/Helpers:

Winry Rockbell
John Watson
Sakura Kinomoto
China
Aerith Gainsborough
Shibuya Yuuri
Miranda Lotto
Lacus Clyne
Naomi

Patients:

Nataku
Gaara
Joshua Kiryuu
Namine
Edward Elric
Kida
Mifune

This is simply a reference chart. You don't have to participate in the log if your name is listed, and if you think you should be added/taken out, please let me now in the ooc post. If you are confused please reference the previous visitation log here

The Clinic is a fairly large, several rooms with a number of beds partitioned by curtains your muses can open or close as they see fit.

Comments

[needs-no-wand.livejournal.com]

[...she's going to be nibbling on this for a long, long time. No joke it's sweet.]

Of course it does.

[A light shrug.]

[ninetyninesouls]

[Heh.]

Then what do you do?

[needs-no-wand.livejournal.com]

You remember why you're doing this in the first place.

[Pause]

Or you find your personal Mildred Hobble and realize you cannot possibly unleash that upon the world.

[ninetyninesouls]

Hm. Easy enough.

What is a Mildred Hobble? [It sounds like a disease.]

[needs-no-wand.livejournal.com]

[Half of her thinks it is.]

The worst witch in the history of the school. And coincidentally, one of the most powerful too. I'm surprised that child didn't leave me with white hair before she graduated.

[ninetyninesouls]

[He thinks, too.]

Is she your favorite? What do you mean by unleashing?

[needs-no-wand.livejournal.com]

There's nothing worst than natural talent without discipline.

[Constance rolls her eyes.]

And for every ounce of magical talent that child has, she has another for landing herself in the most ridiculous, unbelievable trouble imaginable. Getting turned into a frog, battling evil witches, battling a dragon. I don't think that girl realizes how many things could have gone wrong in her little adventures.

[ninetyninesouls]

True.

[He's actually... kind of amused at that.] A lucky troublemaker. Were you successful?

[needs-no-wand.livejournal.com]

At this point, only time will tell... she's in college now. And thank god for that.

[ninetyninesouls]

... Hmm. [He is quiet while he thinks about this.]

[needs-no-wand.livejournal.com]

[She lets him stew on it, busying herself with nibbling on that candy and reading her book.]

[ninetyninesouls]

[Stews, yes.]

[needs-no-wand.livejournal.com]

[Should she fetch some veggies for your stew?]

[ninetyninesouls]

[No…. thank you.]

[onewitchsoul.livejournal.com]

[Suddenly, a little girl pops out from under the bed and starts beating on Hardbroom's leg with a doll] Nooo! Don't attack Mifune or steal his candy! He's hurt!

[ninetyninesouls]

... An. She's hurt, too. [reaches for her]

[onewitchsoul.livejournal.com]

I'll protect you, Mifune!

[needs-no-wand.livejournal.com]

What in Merlin's name?

[Constance is startled by the sudden attack, but upon seeing the child, she settles back. A bit of a smirk might be wanting to tug at her lip.]

And this would be Angela, then.

[onewitchsoul.livejournal.com]

[Climbs onto the bed and sits next to Mifune, raising her hand]

My name is Angela!

[ninetyninesouls]

[Discreetly shifts Angela closer to him so she doesn’t fall off.] Mm. This is An. An, she’s a professor, too. Professor Hardbroom.

[needs-no-wand.livejournal.com]

Hello, Angela.

[Much as she appreciates Mifune using her proper title, she's aware it has no meaning in a place like this.]

Sadly, I'd say it's former professor now. There's nothing I could teach anyone here.

[A soft, slightly bitter pause.]

Nor anyone willing to learn it.

[You know why.]

[onewitchsoul.livejournal.com]

Hi, teacher!

[She waved, suddenly pleased with the stranger.] Why aren't you teaching?

[ninetyninesouls]

[This? This is Mifune hesitating. But he lets Angela wave at her.] What kind of… magic. Did you teach?

[Because he’s desperate to make sure Angela doesn’t grow up a destructive witch.]

[needs-no-wand.livejournal.com]

[Angela is much younger than the girls Constance is used to deal with, certainly much more childish. Constance doesn't know exactly how to react to her, so she will bite her tongue for the time being.]

Because I have no one to teach, girl.

[She sat back, smoothing the covers as she folded her hands over her body. She looked at the wall.]

Potions. I'm well-versed in other disciplines, of course, but potions have always been a... personal preference of mine.

[ninetyninesouls]

[alert alert alert but] Can you teach… good magic even without magic itself here?