The Dolorosa (
wavesofjade) wrote in
sortinghat_rp2012-11-02 10:15 am
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There Has Been An Alarming Rise In The Number Of Patients I Am Seeing Who Have Gained Injuries Thanks To Venturing Too Close To The Forest.
May I Please Remind You, My Dears, That It Is Given The Title Of 'Forbidden' For A Reason.
I Would Hate To See Anyone Severely Hurt.
With That Said I Would Like To Ask A Favour Of Any Herbology Students Willing To Give Me A Little Of Their Spare Time.
I Am In The Process Of Cultivating Several Cuttings From A Flitterbloom And Would Appreciate Any Assistance As It Is Not Something That I Have Attempted Before.
Any Professors Are Also Very Welcome But I Think That You All Have Quite Enough Work!
As Ever The Hospital Wing Is Open To All Of You.
You Do Not Need To Be On Deaths Door In Order To Come And Speak With Me.
May I Please Remind You, My Dears, That It Is Given The Title Of 'Forbidden' For A Reason.
I Would Hate To See Anyone Severely Hurt.
With That Said I Would Like To Ask A Favour Of Any Herbology Students Willing To Give Me A Little Of Their Spare Time.
I Am In The Process Of Cultivating Several Cuttings From A Flitterbloom And Would Appreciate Any Assistance As It Is Not Something That I Have Attempted Before.
Any Professors Are Also Very Welcome But I Think That You All Have Quite Enough Work!
As Ever The Hospital Wing Is Open To All Of You.
You Do Not Need To Be On Deaths Door In Order To Come And Speak With Me.

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I'll be there soon, then. Though you wanna tell me real quick what this plant even is? It sounds familiar, but it's been like, what. A hundred years since I went to school? I'm tellin' you, I'm a fossil.
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I Am Aware Of Your Date Of Birth.
[The medical profession strikes again.]
It Is A Completely Harmless Plant That Bears An Unfortunate Resemblance To Devils Snare.
As Such, It Moves.
It Is Quite Difficult To Prune A Plant When It Is Capable Of Movement.
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[Fuck.]
Oh that doesn't sound bad. I was expecting something all, y'know, dangerous and shit. Since you're a nurse and dangerous shit produces the best cures, which is ironic as fuck if you really get down to it.
But yeah, no problem. I'll be able to prune that stuff easy.
Could you, like.
Make that private or something? I don't want anybody knowing that I have birthdays.
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[Your nephew is already doing a fine job of that.]
Come Along When You Have The Time Dear I Should Be Here All Afternoon.
Action
It's not long after that there's a knock on her door, calling out one simple statement.]
Yo, gardener's here.
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Hello, dear. Can I get you something to drink?
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Uh, sure, that'd be great. What've you got?
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Coffee, tea, apple juice or water.
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[Where do you think Dave gets his borderline AJ fetish from? That's right. This guy.]
So... I'm gonna stop ignoring the big pink elephant in the room and point out the fact you've got a bat on your shoulder. Just so we're clear, you know that, right?
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Mm? Of course.
[A few moments later, she's offering him a glass of juice.]
His name is Zephyr.
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Alright, just makin' sure. You mind if I ask why you a bat, of all things? I dunno, you seemed kinda more like a miniature owl type of person or something.
[He takes a sip of his juice, swishing it around in his mouth before swallowing and letting out a content hum.]
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[She makes a small gesture to a large cage in one corner of the room. The door is open, but there are two bats inside - one a small thing that could easily fit in a child's palm, and the other quite large with long ears.]
I've always kept bats. My parents would have liked me to have an owl, I think, but I never wanted one.
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Huh. Can they deliver mail, or d'you have to use the school owls for that kinda thing?
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[Moving up beside him, she leans down to look into the cage. The bats ruffle their wings and peer out at them both.
While she's not paying attention, Zephyr creeps over onto Bro's shirt.]
I tend to use the school owls, but most of the people I would be sending mail to are already here.
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[He cuts off as he feels the bat crawling onto him, quirking his head to look over it it, eyes widening slightly.]
...-ould be...able to...
Hi.
[And he's talking to a bat.]
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I think he likes you.
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[He still hasn't moved from his position, afraid it might... do...something, if he moves too much.]
He's not gonna like, poop on me or something, is he?
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[The other two bats are squeaking at each other.. and Zephyr makes an attempt to crawl down the back of Bro's collar before giving up and going for his hat instead.]
I don't think so. He's quite well behaved over things like that.
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[It's definitely a relief when she tells him it won't poop on him. If there's one thing Bro can't handle, it's bodily waste. That's just a recipe for disaster right there.]
Good, because I'd hate to h- whoa, whoa, whoa, what's it doing?
[No, of course he doesn't sound slightly panicked.]
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I believe he's climbing onto your hat. Try not to move.
[Of course, she'll remove him if he gets too freaked out.]
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[VAGUE AND EMPTY THREAT.]
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[Her voice is soft, but stern - she won't tolerate anyone inflicting harm on her pets, even theoretically. The little thing doesn't eat his hair, though, but creeps up onto his hat and seems quite content to just.. sit on top of his head, the tiny claws on his wings hooked against the fabric.]
... I can, of course, get him down if you would prefer it. I wouldn't like you to be uncomfortable.
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[As if he would ever have it in him to hurt one of her pets anyway, even if it gave him a bald spot or something hideous like that. He just waits for it to do... whatever it is it's doing, and then when it gets on top of his hat and doesn't move, he relaxes sort of.
When Dolores speaks, he just shrugs a little hesitantly.]
Uh, no. I mean... if he isn't doing anything up there, I guess he can chillax for a while? Unless he's eating it. If he's eating it, then get him off. But otherwise no, he's fine, I guess.
[Rambling. Rambliiiing. Because having such a delicate creature on him is a little nerve wracking.]
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[She smiles and touches his shoulder, oh so gently steering him to sit down. She's not worried about the bat - they can fly if they fall - but more thinking of him. And they do have the plant to deal with.
It's sitting on the coffee table near the sofa, not a very large thing but certainly big enough to be good for pruning, and the tentacle-like plant is swaying slightly. When approached, it has the (perhaps disturbing) tendency to lean towards the person coming near it.]
Are you still willing to help me with this, master gardener?
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He lets her guide him over to the table and he sits down, eying the plant as he does so.]
'course I am. I'll whip this thing into shape. Or, y'know. Prune it, I guess.
[There's a pause, as he decides to voice his earlier concern.]
Uh. If he sees me with something even vaguely resembling a weapon, he isn't gonna go into attack mode or something, is he?
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