open RP for the Hospital Wing

[doctor-hook.livejournal.com]

(( OOC: Snape is head of the Hospital Wing. Hook was made his assistant a while back. This post has been posted with Snape-mun's permission. ))

Hook had been spending much more time in the Hospital Wing than anywhere else. He was a sociable guy, but explaining his nickname to people got old fast. Anyway there was a lot to do here. Not so much in regard to actual patients, sadly. One of Hook's nonmedical professional specialties was finding things that were going to waste, then reallocating them to parts of the hospital where they were needed. Here at Hogwarts, the hospital itself was small, and the school as a whole was the institution. Taken within that broader view, circumstances were much as at the Kingdom. The Sorting Hat's excesses meant piles of things ordered and forgotten.

Snape had given Hook quite a free hand when it came to Muggle medicines, machines, preparations. Snape's purview was Potions, and Hook didn't have access to Snape's stores where that was concerned, but since Hook hadn't actually learned much about Potions beyond what a couple of wizarding textbooks could tell him, that wasn't a huge loss to him. While hanging out with the former potions master was not Hook's idea of a roaring good time, lately Snape had been finding other things to do, which left Hook alone in the Hospital Wing more often.

Today was one of those days. Hook was sitting on a hospital bed, propped against a pile of pillows, legs crossed and shoes off, leafing through Acta Neurologica Scandinavica vol. 118, issue 3.

He'd treat anyone who came by, of course. If they didn't need any treatment, he'd chat with them, maybe offer them coffee. He'd welcome some company.

Closed RP and socking - Brienne and Miles - In which gifts are exchanged and a rendezvous is planned

[chaotic-miles.livejournal.com]

((Backdated to a few days ago.))


( You know the world could be our oyster/If you just put your trust in me/We'll keep the good times rolling/Wait and see, wait and see )

closed rp for Miles, Brienne, Simon: We're going shopping!

[superfraternal.livejournal.com]

Okay. Simon needed a wand. (Nobody laugh.) And he also needed to pick some things up for River, he thought. Brienne of Tarth, that kind and competent soul, had offered to show him the way to the nearest village.

He'd entertained the idea of bringing River along. She seemed to be doing so much better ... He'd decided against it because he couldn't guarantee she was better. It would be nothing short of disastrous if she flipped out in the middle of some small wizarding shop.

Then Brienne informed him another acquaintance of hers would be coming along for the trip, and that settled it. Simon didn't feel comfortable introducing River to anyone he hadn't already met himself. Who knew what this Miles Vorkosigan could be like?

( And nobody knows what it's really like / But everyone says it's great / And they heard it from the spiral in their eyes / This could lead to excellence -- or serious injury / Only one way to know / Go, go, go )