I'd really rather not do this. on Hospital Wing

Amy Fox

March 05, 2007 9:27 AM

I'd really rather not do this. by Amy Fox

Following the conversation in the headmaster's office, Amy slowly made her way to the hospital wing. The day was progressing at a dreadful pace and Amy found herself wishing that it was over. And- to top it all off, she had to meet with Wolfe about Mika'el the student from...

"Hello?" Amy shouted as she threw open the doors to the hospital wing. "Wolfe, please tell me that you aren't here because I'd rather not have to speak to you. If you aren't, then don't say anything and I'll just be on my way. In fact, I'll just come back at a more inconvenient time."

Frowning, Amy began to pick imaginary lint off her robes, tapping her foot impatiently. She told herself that she'd only wait a minute before leaving. She'd send him an Owl in her place allowing him to make the first step at a meeting. If he didn't respond then it would be his fault.

Clamping her teeth, she wondered just how long a minute could really last. In games it seemed to be only a second. Why then did a minute seem so long when she had to talk to Insufferable Wolfe?

"Alrighty then, I guess that means you aren't..." Amy's words were cut short when she realized that someone had entered the wing.

Blast.

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Wolfe, Medic

March 31, 2007 8:35 AM

I would have rather you not as well by Wolfe, Medic

"Hello? Wolfe, please tell me that you aren't here because I'd rather not have to speak to you. If you aren't, then don't say anything and I'll just be on my way. In fact, I'll just come back at a more inconvenient time." The jarvey ached to bound over to the witch, but due to a rather ingenious sticking spell he remained rooted to
the bottom of the rubbish bin.

Wolfe had a large stack of texts just high enough to enable the medic to see above the tombs if he stretched his neck. Navigating the hallways from the Library to the Hospital Wing had been nearly impossible, but Wolfe had no obstacles along the way. He was almost to his office, almost in the clear.

"Alrighty then, I guess that means you aren't..." Wolfe heard the banshee, but alas it was too late. The books that had been balanced precariously, tumbled from his arms faster than a rockslide.

"Merlin's beard, witch! I would swear that you were sent here to punish me, but then the Devil would not be so cruel." He spat out the insult before he could curb his thoughts. There was no use for it. The witch brought out the very worst in the young doctor. Whenever they spoke invariably something went wrong. He lost his composure and insulted a lady. He did not think the Quidditch Instructor to be a lady, but she was female. He had been instilled with better manners than he had shown Ms. Fox.

Straightening his spectacles, "I apologise, Ms. Fox. You startled me. How may I be of assistance?" He left the precious books on the floor for the moment. It was better to watch the enemy closely for signs of attack or weakness.

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