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It's early in the morning. Let's call it 6:30. Igor showed up at the hospital wing, muttering to himself.

"I am not just an Igor. I will not cringe. Cringing only embarasses people. I will let the cringe pass through me because I am an assertive, confident man seeking a job and not merely an Igor."

All the magic was starting to unsettle him. He took a deep breath. The door was already open, showing an office.

((The Hypocratic oath? What's that?))
((I know this is posted during the week when people are busy, but I thought I'd go ahead and do it.))


Date: 2009-04-21 05:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] methleigh.livejournal.com
"Igor. You are very punctual." Severus rises to meet the young man at the door. The office is sparse, but is decorated in Slytherin green and silver. There are thick curtains over one wall and a carpet with a snake crest worked into it. There is a cabinet, a scroll rack, a large once-fine but well-used desk and three leather wingback chairs, from one of which Snape had arisen. A fireplace is set in the wall next to the desk and there is a long window in the fourth wall. Otherwise the room is cold stone.

"This is my office." He shows Igor the kettle and tea set as well as the basket of emergency potions, setting them one by one in a row on the desk. Dittany; Bruise, Burn and Boil Pastes; Blood-Replenishing and Wound-cleaning Potions; Calming and Sleeping Draughts; Peppermint; finally Chocolate, which Severus nervously plies upon all comers in distress, usually when he is not sure what other course of action to take. "These are the most common potions, of which I always keep a plentiful and ready supply.

"Naturally I keep the laboratory and potions storeroom elsewhere, locked from prying fingers and foolhardy imbecilic incompetents with ill-advised 'projects.' For their own good. And to protect ingredients worth more than they are. In addition, there is the ward and Hook's stores of muggle medicines and supplies.

"We will be visiting those areas presently."

The office, and indeed the entire Hospital Wing, are decorated with huge lurid and obsessively detailed diagrams of anatomical blood vessels, nerves and organs. These are worked in green ink and thoroughly labeled. Many are expolded views and all are alarmingly grim. They are extremely clinical and thorough.

Date: 2009-04-23 04:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] methleigh.livejournal.com
"Chocolate is a balm to all ills. It increases confidence, induces feelings of well-being and reassurance, soothes and relaxes. All this with mildness scarcely perceptible. Dittany heals mild wounds of all types, even some major ones. It is always kept on hand and is all that is necessary for many physical injuries which are brought to us. Of course, these are only the most common of the potions we keep on hand. Did you have any questions?"

He realises the room is a little bare, but he had arranged its decor himself. When Igor's eyes smile, he notices, and notices its quick fade as well. The young man had seemed responsible, but it was probably for the best that he aspire not to be an imbecile.

"Shall we look at the ward? Dr. Hook, of course, has charge over his own eqipment, but perhaps he will introduce you to it when you have cause and opportunity to meet."

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