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 Posted: Thu Apr 03, 2014 7:31 am
As you trod over the threadbare welcome mat, you aren't sure if you've stepped into a nurse's office or a torture chamber.
The nurse's office is in the castle's lower dungeons. In fact, you think this is the oldest dungeon room in the building. Is that a bloodstain on the walls? You turn away, feeling mildly queasy.
The walls are decorated with old torture devices and other dungeon apparatus. You can see a rack, an iron maiden, a noose, a pillory, and, of course, chains everywhere. Pushed against the wall between the iron maiden and the rack is a fridge, currently half-open. You can see a few human appendages, many packets of what appears to be blood, and one shelf lined neatly with syringes. There are also shelves along the wall holding potion ingredients, potions, mundane medicine, and several body organs preserved in formaldehyde. Several torches burn brightly, so you can see where you're going, but somehow it makes the entire scene that much scarier.
In the center of the room is where the nurse works. There are a few beds and a few chairs off to the side. Dead center in the room is a stainless steel examination table, with restraining cuffs on the edges. (You shudder.) Next to the table is a stainless steel table laid with a scalpel, forceps, tweezers, several rusty knives, a chainsaw, an axe, a hose, a miniature vacuum, an aquarium pump, and a magnifying glass. You're starting to wonder if this really is a nurse, or if maybe the nurse is just a serial killer that the school hired to off sick students. If so, you're totally getting out of here.
However, worry not. No matter how sick you are, or how injured you are, rest assured the school nurse will make you better!
...If she doesn't take an interest to dissecting you, that is...
Welcome to the Nurse's Office!
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2014 6:21 pm
Averill Hammershod Averill tip-toed on his soft little blue bear-paw feet down to the medical dungeon. "Going off into the dangerous forest...Don't know why nobody thought to come here..." He mused out loud, knocking on the door. It swung open, revealing....well... some rather medieval equipment. By no account were dwarves leaders in medical practice (apart from maybe prostetics) but he felt like this place was even further behind the times. He hovered at the door, calling timidly in. "Uh, hello? Nurse? I've kinda been transformed into a bear?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2014 6:58 pm
ɴαoмι prιтcнeтт
Naomi stepped out of the Headmaster's Office and let out a sigh of relief, clutching the proper papers. Everything was in just the order she needed it to be. Now all she needed to do was bring the new paperwork over to the right professor. Sure, she had to break out her uniform to impress the old guy, but it was all for the sake of her goals. She didn't mind. So Naomi started heading in the proper direction.
Then she heard footsteps, and stopped. Who was in the school building so late at night other than her? She spotted a shadow heading down the stairs to the nurse's office. Jeez, who's dumb enough to go to Miss Harper? she thought critically. Must be a first year. Sigh. Guess I should go warn them. She turned the corner and headed down the steps. "Hey, the nurse isn't always heEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERE OHGODACAREBEAR." Naomi scrambled backwards on the steps.
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2014 7:07 pm
【Gαɢe Roѕeqυαrтz 】【 Yᴇᴀʀ 3 】【 Toмαѕ】
His arms had been acting up again -- as they always did when the weather started changing. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that Gage shuffled between heavily specific magic, but it wasn't like he minded spending the night in the nurse's office until someone got there. It would be good to get a check up on them from Harper anyways. She was crazy, but she sure was helpful.
The sound of a tiny voice made him look up; he had been passing the time drawing transmutation circles in a notebook. It was better to get fast at these kinds of things. Standing up with an unintentionally dark glare on his face, Gage peeked his head out from the semi-wall that separated the hallway to the office from the waiting room. "She isn't here," He told the small bear creature standing in the doorway. Gage stared at it for a few moments, looking unintentionally menacing for a few seconds before he slowly approached the door and yanked it open.
Crouching down, he glared down at the bear creature before reaching out and poking one of it's cheeks. All at once, his expression softened.
"Cute."
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ᴀʟᴄʜᴇᴍɪsᴛ ┊┊ ғʟᴀᴍᴇ
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2014 10:13 pm
Averill Hammershod Averill blinked slowly when Naomi freaked out, looking over his shoulder at her, his little bear mouth curved into a smile as she scrambled away. He didn't move though- god knows how hard she would clobber something she was actually afraid of! It turned out that someone HAD been inside the nurses office, but he hadn't noticed. It might have missed the intentionally scary glares because he was distracted, but the older boy yanked the door open and glared at him, he felt his legs freeze up. He's going to kick meee Shouted all of Averills instinct, but instead the boy crouched down and poked him. "Bwuh?" His mouth semi-unfroze and he blurted out a syllable of confusion.
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2014 5:04 pm
ɴαoмι prιтcнeтт
Once Naomi got over the initial shock, she stood upright and dusted herself off. It appeared to be a care bear indeed. She couldn't really think of anyone it could be, unless Averill got trigger-happy with that water again. Unless... it was Averill. Oh man, that would just be hilarious.
Then she blinked. Someone was actually in Miss Harper's office? This was new. It was that... guy that... didn't have arms. Weird. Naomi couldn't remember his name. "Sorry, the... bear... thing... startled me," she mumbled, trying to save at least a little face. "So... why are you in here? Was it by choice or did she drag you in?" Bet she did those arms too.
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2014 5:10 pm
Averill Hammershod Averill frowned a little at Naomi. "Hey, I've got an emergency here! Do not waste time chatting up the nurse!" He shook a little bear finger at her in grumpiness, then stopped. Sometimes he forgot that he was now a very kick-able size. He turned back towards the mech-arm-boy with big wobbly pleading eyes. "Mister, I've been turned into a bear, can you help me?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2014 7:23 pm
【Gαɢe Roѕeqυαrтz 】【 Yᴇᴀʀ 3 】【 Toмαѕ】
Gage looked up at the sight of another person; he had honestly been too distracted by the bear to even notice somebody was outside of the Nurse's office. He was pretty sure she was the girl that everyone called 'Bitchett'. Her name started with an 'N' or something.
Still, how could anybody be startled by this adorable, tiny, loveable bear? It was so cute. So, so cute. Well it wasn't a cat, but Gage still had a bias for bears. (Considering he had one as his pet somewhere in the forest.) "Choice." Gage replied simply. He tapped one of his arms, the sound of metal hitting metal resonating from his fingertip. "Needed maintenance."
The demanding tone of the bear made him look down again, and Gage looked down at him with what might have been fondness in his eyes on an essentially impassive face. He was currently resisting the temptation to pick the bear up. "I'm not a nurse. Third year student," Gage corrected. "Still. What happened."
It was pretty obvious that the bear was a student, but honestly, why would the kid want to change back? He was so...so adorable! Gage had to know.
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ᴀʟᴄʜᴇᴍɪsᴛ ┊┊ ғʟᴀᴍᴇ
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2014 7:40 pm
Averill Hammershod Averill pursed his little bear face, wondering if he really had to own up to essentially doing this to himself. "Ah. The fountain water was blue. Turned things blue. Eventually also turns things to bears. I didn't know, and I got some on me." He tried to summarize things. He honestly didn't know WHY it would make people become bears, but maybe it was obvious to people with magic training. "Naomi also got it on her but--" He turned to her. "-Hey! You're better! You're not even blue anymore!" The first-year finally noticed. "You guys must have made a cure! Was there any left over?" He waddled up to her, little bear hands on pudgy bear hips.
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2014 8:59 pm
ɴαoмι prιтcнeтт
Another third year? Right. Now Naomi remembered. The kid with the prosthetic limbs. Well, it wasn't like she cared much anyway, so instead she turned her attention to the bear. Now that it turned around and had spoken more than a few words, she was sure it was Averill. Naomi put a hand on her hip and scowled. "Long story short, we found some cure south of the Tower. Blondie even took some for the Tomas cat, now I wonder how it got blue?" She bent down a little and looked the little Bearvil in the eye. "Maybe I do have some more cure, maybe I don't. It all depends on whether you still have that squirt gun full of grape water, you dumb dwarf. Bear. Thing."
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2014 9:23 am
From somewhere beyond the partition came a crash of broken glass, quickly followed by the wooden clatter of overturned furniture and the distinct thud of a body hitting the floor head first. A stream of colorful phrases, most of which centered around the rearrangement of the human anatomy in profane and improbable ways, echoed down the hall as someone began to loudly and hastily clean up the mess.
It would be obvious to the older students what had happened: the nurse, disdaining to use the door, had attempted to come in through her favorite window only to find that some enterprising (and probably vengeful) student had closed and barricaded it while she was out. Nobody knew who the mystery prankster was, but it was clear from the unladylike language that this particular student's days were numbered, assuming Harper could catch him in the act.
The walls of the dungeon shook as a door slammed open. "That's three years in a row now ... always on the first day, and that verdammt saukerl will be back for ALL the holidays!" came a low teutonic voice, punctuated by the clatter and snap of some metal object being kicked down the hall. A tightly shut and very lethal looking device skittered across the waiting room floor; it had once been a bear trap, but heaven only knew what it did these days. "What haven't I tried yet?" came the voice again, slowly getting closer and more exasperated. "Electrified locks, tripwire dart guns, Tasmanian devils ... I still don't know what happened to those, and they were expensive ... " The ranting stopped abruptly as a tall and ludicrously proportioned woman stomped into the waiting room. One look at her figure and the deliberately tight cut of her uniform would be enough to at least explain why the boys still came to the nurse's office, even after hearing of Harper's reputation. Or experiencing it directly. Whether the batlike wings and tail or the syringes that hung from her wide hips enhanced the view or not was left up to the patients' discretion.
Unnaturally violet eyes scanned the assembled patients critically behind red rimmed spectacles. The bear was new, but then Harper had seen some strange cases since she had been inflicted on the student body a few years previously. The other two she recognized immediately. The nurse's poisonous attitude veered sharply to the left as what she fondly imagined to be professional courtesy kicked in, and she smiled a little too pleasantly and straightened her hat. "Good evening Gage, glad to see you made it to your appointment. And Naomi ... I'm not sure bears are on the approved pet list, but if you keep him fed and don't get eaten I won't tell anyone," she said with all the sweetness of a Nile crocodile.
{{OOC: sorry this took so long, between preparing to move and Comic Con I'm a little overextended. Also, got Gage and Averill mixed up. Fixed now. }}
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2014 11:11 am
【Gαɢe Roѕeqυαrтz 】【 Yᴇᴀʀ 3 】【 Toмαѕ】
The crashing sounds was enough to garner Gage's attention, seeing as Naomi seemed to have the cure for whatever illness had turned Averill into a bear. It was an utter shame in Gage's opinion, and he didn't really see the point of butting into the conversation any farther. Gage straightened up, an expectant look on his face as Harper appeared in the waiting room.
While it was difficult to say that Gage's expression brightened, the furrow between his brows softened a bit as Harper appeared. He tilted his head in greeting, pleased he wouldn't have to camp out in the office like last time. "I don't think it's legal to keep a student as a pet," He chimed in helpfully. Apparently feeling a bit talkative now that someone who he had more experience dealing with (and was naturally more fond of due to such experiences), Gage side eyed Averill's tiny bear body with what might have been a contemplative look. "...But I don't know the technicalities."
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ᴀʟᴄʜᴇᴍɪsᴛ ┊┊ ғʟᴀᴍᴇ
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2014 8:43 pm
Averill Hammershod "I guess the cat got blue because the cursed water got on it somehow?" He offered an explanation that did not incriminate him in any way. Which somehow seemed more incriminating, unfortunately. Averill was too distracted by the arrival and language of the nurse to answer the rest of the question. Oh, and how she looked. Though, to be fair, seeing as he was so small at the moment, anyone wearing a skirt suddenly seemed a lot better looking. Not that he was looking looking! It was just something he noticed and tried not to keep noticing! Girls who weren't dwarves were tall to begin with, but being shrunk down to care-bear size exaggerated the height differences even more! "Yeah! I'm a student!" He chimed in after Gage gave him a look that made him envision a terrible life sitting among stuffed toys. "Not a pet! I need medicine to get back to a human body!" He squeaked out, then glared at Naomi. "Unless my housemate wants to share HER cure?"Jennalaia OOC: Can we wrap this up quickly? I've been not-a-bear for nearly a week now
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2014 7:54 pm
[sorRY SCHOOL IS A PAIN TBH]ɴαoмι prιтcнeтт
"Got cursed water on it somehow... yeah right, nice excuse," Naomi growled. She looked up as Miss Harper crashed in from nowhere, as usual. She offered a wave. Miss Harper was nice and all, but Naomi hoped she'd never have to end up on that examination table. Blugh. "It's a student, Miss Harper, not a pet," she said. "Some idiot brought back flowers from that dimension."
This whole situation was so annoying. Naomi didn't really like being in the darkest part of the castle at night. And here she was with a terrifying bat-lady, a walking cyborg, and a dwarf bear. Naomi wondered if Averill was smaller than a usual bear because he was a dwarf. Probably.
When the conversation finally turned back to her, Naomi scoffed. "You never asked for it, you know. For all I knew you wanted to be a bear forever. You certainly didn't ACT like it was bad thing." Irritated as Naomi was, she wasn't heartless. Besides, having a student around as a bear would spell trouble. "Come on, Averill, I have your share back at the dorms. Just don't look up my skirt when I walk." She offered Harper and Gage a wave good night, and then she turned and stepped up the stairs, not really caring if Averill followed her or not.
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Posted: Mon Sep 15, 2014 6:42 pm
Averill Hammershod Averill scurried after Naomi, his little fluffy blue bear paws barely making a sound on the stones. "Wait up! I can't move as fast when my legs are so darn short!" He called after her, his voice echoing back downwards towards the nurses office. -exited nurses office like, ages ago, before the opening ceremony-
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