Hogwarts
School Healer
Creature Task Force - Registrar
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21 years old
Hufflepuff Alumnus
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PLAYED BY OOC NAME
PLAYED BY Trish
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Post by Mali Johar on Jan 15, 2017 2:30:05 GMT
Mali was making a habit of listening. Everywhere she went. She eavesdropped on the next booth while in The Leaky Cauldron, stood a little too closely in line at the bookshop to pick up on people's idle banter and lingered to listen to coworkers chatter in the halls. She learned a lot that way, some of it useful and some of it not. One morning, Mali was slowly making a cup of coffee, listening to two coworkers whisper with their heads together. Her ears strained to listen as she tipped the pot's contents into a little cardboard cup, picking up on every couple of words, but there was definitely the word 'werewolf' and a certain name. Her blood ran cold in her veins. Was he? Did he? He didn't behave like one. He didn't look particularly scarred or like he was hiding a plethora of them under his clothing. He didn't seem overly tired or sick in the week leading up to the full moon. All these were hints, according to Remus. Things to look for when seeking them out. If he was fooling them all then it would be very dangerous. Mali decided to confront him, but it took a few days to get him by himself. Mali lingered whenever she dropped a patient off at his floor but there were always people around 'til one day.. she saw him head towards one of the stock rooms for an uncommon potion. The Medi-Witch walked as fast as she nonchalantly could, trailing half a dozen steps behind him. By the time she slipped inside and shut the door there was a frantic air to her. Mali leaned her frame against the door, as if she was afraid that either he would bolt or someone would barge in. There was no time for niceties or beating around the bush. "Are you a werewolf?" she asked bluntly. "If you are--I checked the registry, you're not on it. If you are then it's very important that you register. I know it's scary but I-I can help you. I've been trying to help them." It was a risk, if he wasn't and he didn't at least sympathize with the werewolves then everything was ruined. He could turn her in, end her illegal potion brewing ring in it's infancy. Oh, Merlin! It got even harder to breathe. Mali's heart was racing in her chest and slamming hard against her ribcage. Her lungs felt frozen in her chest, unable to pull in any air. Mali wheezed and panted, working to control her breathing. Suddenly she felt sick to her stomach and she ran a hand through her hair to work out some nervous energy. If she was going to go down for it, it would be just her. She'd lie, tell them it was all her doing. No one else was invovled. "I can help you, but you have to register or they'll throw you in Azkaban." ____________________ Clayton Bradshaw |
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St.Mungo's
Creature Induced Injuries Specialist
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23 years old
Gryffindor Alumnus
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PLAYED BY OOC NAME
PLAYED BY Meg
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Post by Clayton Bradshaw on Jan 16, 2017 19:44:04 GMT
The beauty of work clothes was that they were long sleeves. No one could sit and stare at the mark on his arm. As time went on the scar didn't go away. He knew it never would but it was getting harder to explain what happen. The werewolf that had bitten him disappeared from St. Mungo's the next day. He was able to hide the fact it was a werewolf and said that one of his patients just lost it when he was trying to help them. But that scar would be a lot different than the one he was sporting now. It was nothing to worry about. The full moon came and went and he was fine for the most part. He didn't need to register as far as he knew. No one had to know. But it seemed people would be finding out one way or another.
He was very confused when someone joined him in the supply closet. "What?" Clay would have asked Mali more of a detailed question but she continued to speak and he listened. It took him a bit of time to comprehend what he was being told. He waits for er to finish. "Mali," he started, "I don't need any help," he smiled. "Are you okay? Here," He moved forward but to the girl's left and pulled some boxes closer to the door, "Sit. Relax." Clay stepped back to where he was. His eyes scanning over Mali. He had no idea where she was coming from. The statements alone made him worry. What was she doing? Helping werewolves? She's going to get herself thrown in Azkaban. Sure his job had always revolved around helping werewolves but now if he didn't report them he got in trouble. "Where the hell did you hear I was a werewolf?" he said with a laugh. No one would really know what was going on with him. e had only told Cass. Sure There was the person who bit him probably had some idea (he should probably tell them everything is okay) and the person assisting him at the time. He didn't think anyone would say anything.
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Hogwarts
School Healer
Creature Task Force - Registrar
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21 years old
Hufflepuff Alumnus
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PLAYED BY OOC NAME
PLAYED BY Trish
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Post by Mali Johar on Jan 17, 2017 6:17:24 GMT
Mali couldn't calm down or relax. Everything was feeling tight. Her lungs, her clothing, her skin. She felt smothered by her anxiety, the breath choked out of her. What had she done? The words 'I don't need any help' echoed in her ears, over and over again. She sold out her cause for nothing, revealed her hand for what? For nothing, he said he didn't need help. Oh, everything was getting dizzy and dark and Mali did sit down on one of those boxes. She leaned forward, elbows resting on her knees and hand running through long dark hair.
"You've been bitten by something." she said, her voice sounded strained and she shook her head, sitting up and pressing the heels of her hands against her eyes 'til color bloomed inside of her lids. This was unbelievable. It highlighted the fact that she really didn't know what she was doing. She and Eoin just wanted to brew some potions, help a few people that the ministry was trying to squash. "Someone said you were bit." she repeated, looking back up at him before hurrying to her feet and closing the distance between them.
He could by lying, he had no reason to trust her and she really had no reason to trust him beyond the fact that's what Mali did. She trusted people. It was her Hufflepuff nature at work."They wouldn't lie. Let me see your arm." Mali left no room for protest, grabbing his arm and yanking the sleeve of his robe up. Werewolf wounds didn't heal, if he had been bitten the scar would still be on his arm.
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St.Mungo's
Creature Induced Injuries Specialist
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23 years old
Gryffindor Alumnus
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PLAYED BY OOC NAME
PLAYED BY Meg
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Post by Clayton Bradshaw on Jan 20, 2017 2:10:41 GMT
”Okay. Sure, I got bit by something,” he admitted but his attention was more focused on how Mali was feeling. It took a lot to announce you were doing something illegal to someone that could possibly turn you in. He was very impressed really. It took a lot of courage. ”Well I’m going to have to talk to a few people now,” he grumbled. He started listing off people who could possibly know. The thought of what he would actually say to them never really crossed his mind.
Clay yanked his arm away from Mali. ”Woah,” it didn’t seem like she would give up until he admitted to being a werewolf, ”If you want to see ask.” He pushed up the sleeve on the arm she had grabbed, ”You may also get the right arm then,” He pulled up the sleeve on his other arm. He didn’t bother looking at Mali when he did this. She already knew that what she was looking for was there. He just didn’t see himself getting out of here unless he told her something. He decided that the truth would be the easiest thing to tell. Underneath the ugly green robes they were forced to wear was a scar on the upper part of his forearm. It was clear that the shape of the scar was one of a human but the scarring told another story. With his training and the people he knew, a normal human bite mark would have held with no scar at all. ”I’m not a werewolf,” he said firmly, ”I just have traits or symptoms of a werewolf.”
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Hogwarts
School Healer
Creature Task Force - Registrar
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21 years old
Hufflepuff Alumnus
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PLAYED BY OOC NAME
PLAYED BY Trish
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Post by Mali Johar on Jan 28, 2017 2:19:28 GMT
Something. A werewolf. Why else would he have been so discreet about it? She'd gone to yank his sleeve up but he changed arms and presented the actual scar. There was something totally different about it and Mali took his arm again, holding it so she could examine the wound closer. It looked sort've like Mister Lupin's but distinctly different. "This isn't an animal bite." There was a little flinch at the word 'animal'. She really hated to think of them like that, considering she was very close to a werewolf but it was truth in it's most simplistic form. "The teeth are too flat."
The wound gave her something to focus on other than the terrible feeling that she'd just sold herself out. It helped take the edge off her anxiety. "The shape of the mouth's different, too." Not elongated like a werewolf's. But he just admitted that it was a werewolf. She looked up at her fellow healer, eyebrows furrowed. "What?" That made absolutely no sense and it wasn't as if he could've mistaken a big hairy dog for an actual werewolf, the wound clearly wasn't an animal bite and if it was, it would've been healed by now. Any healer worth their salt could charm away scars left by non magical wounds and Clayton was certainly competent. "That doesn't make..." Something clicked and it dawned on her. She dropped her voice low, leaning in as if she was afraid someone might overhear. "Are they biting people while human now?" That would be terrible! But it would make sense. You couldn't oppress a group of people without them fighting back. Oppression makes radicals.
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St.Mungo's
Creature Induced Injuries Specialist
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23 years old
Gryffindor Alumnus
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PLAYED BY OOC NAME
PLAYED BY Meg
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Post by Clayton Bradshaw on Jan 28, 2017 18:25:07 GMT
Keeping his eyes way from looking at the scar on his arm was hard to do for Clay. He had been doing his best to pretend like it wasn't there. As if its existence depended on how often he acknowledged it being there. He was mostly watching Mali examine the "When bitten by an untransformed werewolf a human had traits or symptoms of a werewolf but never turn," he explained. He felt like he didn't really need to but he still had the need to do so. Clay took his arm back and fixed his sleeve. He only spent a brief moment to look at the scar on his arm. He tried not to look at it all too much and it caused him to second guess whether or not he actually remembered what it looked like.
Clay's attention was back at Mali when she spoke again. He felt the need to lean his head in when she did so. As if they were school children exchanging gossip. No one was around. Why were the being secretive with words now?[ b]"Not that I know of,"[/b] he said and stood up straight to ponder the thought, "I was bitten on the eclipse. So, I don't know if they are targeting anyone or anything. What would that do for them? It's not like the person they bit would be put in the same situation as them." Clay thought about his words. He knew that he change but did he have to register? He really rather not. "Shit," the word was said more to himself, "Mali, do you think someone would have to register if they were like me?"
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