St. Mungo's Clinic |
The mains hospital staff takes turns working at the clinic and main hospitals so on any given day healers with different specialties are available for appointments or to treat a wide variety of injuries or diseases. |
Employees[]
- Noah Hyun - Summer Intern and Receptionist
- Victoria Summers - Clinic Healer
Ward Patients[]
Roleplay[]
MJ and Octavia[]
「 MJ Boleyn 」Cloudy with a chance of anxiety • Hufflepuff Alum
28 y/o
Werewolf
Author
Single
Mary Jade had woken up an hour ago but most of that time was spent with healers running through tests and making sure everything was healing. Her chest ached and she didn't like to move her arms, every twitch shooting straight to her wounds. She was in the same room as her sister but the curtains were drawn so she wasn't quite sure if her sister was awake. Merlin, she only knew she was in the same room as her because one of the healers said so. Last nights events were a blur. They always were when it came to the full moons. But she remembered...well, she remembered Octavia leaping at her. But maybe she was wrong. She was praying that she was wrong. It was a misunderstanding and it had been some other wolf they had run into. Not...Octavia. Octavia would never hurt MJ, right? Not...not intentionally. She needed a blunt. Or a potion. Something to ease the headache already pounding away in her head.
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「 Octavia Boleyn 」graduated hufflepuff • intelligence officer
Octavia is only just now waking up, and only because the potions she'd been administered were finally starting to cycle out of her body. She's still feeling some of their effects in that she's a bit drowsy, her vision is blurry, and her body doesn't hurt as much as she thinks it should. Like MJ, she isn't really sure what's happened, and she doesn't think she wants to find out, either, once she registers the whiteness of the room she's in. It's actually way too white. Between that and the brightess of the room, she can feel a light pressure form between her eyes, slowly but surely enveloping her entire head. "Oh," she groans, swallowing and quickly grimacing at the dryness. "Mmm, where the hell... am I?"
Message Me • 18:18, 16 October 2020 (UTC)
「 MJ Boleyn 」Cloudy with a chance of anxiety • Hufflepuff Alum
28 y/o
Werewolf
Author
Single
"St. Mungos clinic," she responded after a small beat of hesitation when she heard her sister. Maybe a healer was nearby and would answer for her but apparently they were alone. Deciding the curtain was unnecessary, she waved her hand, focussing as hard as possible to ensure that her wandless and non verbal spell worked. And it did! Somewhat. It slid back half way and they could see each other. MJ had long sitten up, using a bunch of pillows to prop herself up, and looked over at the state of her sister. "How you feeling?" MJ didn't look that good, even if it wasn't for the bandages. Dark circles under her eyes and she was a sickly white. Somehow paler than she already was.
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「 Octavia Boleyn 」graduated hufflepuff • intelligence officer
When MJ hesitates, Octavia doesn't even realize she's there. Her head feels heavy and there's something going up her nose that's really irritating her. When she tries to swat whatever it is away, she hisses out in blatant pain. "Fucker," she groans. There's a sharp pain that shoots up her shoulder and neck. Octavia's eyes flutter shut again to try and make up for the pain and pressure she feels, but it doesn't help much. "I'm... not... I —" Octavia swallows thickly. "Alive. What are we doing here? Why does my head hurt?"
Message Me • 02:58, 21 October 2020 (UTC)
「 MJ Boleyn 」Cloudy with a chance of anxiety • Hufflepuff Alum
28 y/o
Werewolf
Author
Single
"We ran into an...unfriendly werewolf last night, or this morning, I don't know. They attacked you," she explained, staring down at her shaking hands. They always shook. They'd gotten better for a little while. Only trembled as of the past few weeks. But not now. "We were found by some kids apparently. They got Chloe's attention and she took us here. I've only been awake for an hour, though it's felt like a century," she said, her voice cracking and raspy, as if she hadn't had a drop of water in years.
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