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Post by Kat 'Katherine' Summers on Nov 22, 2012 1:38:10 GMT -5
Katherine had been running around all day, being thrown here and ushered there, all she wanted to do was crawl into bed, something that she was suppose to have done three hours ago but alas here she is rushing to help some Joe Schmo who thought it would be funny to run around drunk on the night of a full moon...
It was nearing three o'clock when Kat was finally told she could go home, that she passed the test that most new bees failed at. Kat smiled to herself as she shook her head, how could she be so dumb? Of course they were testing her to see how much she could take, because the average sleep a healer got a night was less than five hours, and at the moment it seemed as though that's how much Kat would be doing tonight before showing up to work again the next morning. Plus not a lot of healers actually get off at the right time, so they would need to know that you were fully invested in the job at hand, which Kat was, of course, she wasn't about to waste her dad's money, who paid for her schooling to get her here. She was determined to make him proud, not that he would ever tell her that, he gave praise by simply withholding criticism. Something Kat learned at an early age.
Walking into the girls locker room Kat took off her white robe and let her hair loss as it fell into curls against her shoulders. Grabbing her purse and folders she needed to look over before bed, Kat walked out the door humming happily to herself as she nodded towards the receptionist at the desk who smiled in return. She loved her job.
Putting the folders into her purse, the one that was orange was all the patient reports that she'd have to read for the morning, while the other was a light blue, something that her and her sister was working very hard on, and a folder she never left out of her sight. Her older sister and her were working on a cure for the Werewolf curse, something that Kat was really excited about because it seemed as though they may be close to finding it, only probably was that they needed a werewolf to test it on, something Callie didn't want to let her boyfriend know...her ex boyfriend.
Pushing the door open Kat smiled as the breeze and fresh air hit her face, man she did miss the fresh air. Walking to the corner and into the Alley Kat went to apparate, something that was a force of habbit to Kat who always had to hide in her neighborhood.
Then like a scene in a really bad Muggle horror film a dark figure appeared in front of her that scared her to death but she knew enough about Muggle scary movies to know that this wouldn't end well for her. Kat took out her wand and pointed it to the man.
'What do you want?' She asked ferciely having looked up defensive spells after the attack on the shop a few months ago.
impossible yet Possible
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Post by Spencer Danger Yule on Dec 4, 2012 1:30:49 GMT -5
Spencer had heard rumors around the street, or rather he had heard a few people discussing a rumor as he made his way to his gig in Hogsmeade. Someone in St. Mungo's was working on a cure for lycanthropy. A cure to rid one of being a werewolf. The words had made him freeze in his tracks, it sounded too good to be true. For so long he had gone without Rosie and now...now with the possibility that there was some way he would be able to get her back. The curly haired man continued on his way, although he could feel the urge to know about this cure in the back of his head. He wanted this cure, he needed this cure. Ever since he had learned that Rosie was again gone for good for she feared he hated her, he had fallen back into his stream of drinking. His apartment was littered with empty, glass bottles once more. Spencer was slowly sinking back into his depression and this talk of a cure shed some light within his downfall. He got on the stage and sang with his guitar on his lap, when his set was over, he waasted no time asking questions about the cure. He got a name and that was all he needed. Katharine Summers. She worked at St. Mungos. Spencer slipped into his black peacoat and put his guitar in his case before he rushed out of the bar to Mungos. He needed to know more. He waited in the alley for someone to pas by, someone to tell him where e could find Katharine. When a beautiful, young blonde passed him, Spencer stepped out of the shadows. He flinched at her tone before he stood up again, "I apologize if I startled you, miss. That wasn't my intention. I'm looking for someone that works in St. Mungos, a Katharine Summers. Do you know where I could find her? I need to speak to her urgently." There was a pleading tone in both his face and his eyes as the moonlight shone over him. Outfit
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Post by Kat 'Katherine' Summers on Dec 4, 2012 2:24:37 GMT -5
Katherine looked at the man apologetically, she really did feel bad for the tone she used, he just scared the hell out of her was all. Kat smiled kindly at the man and stowed her wand away, 'Sorry you just scared me, you can never be too careful,' Katherine said with a small laugh.
When the man continued Kathrine looked at him with a raised eyebrow wondering if he was hurt or something, that was the only reason he could possibly be looking for her. However, she wasn't a healer instead she was just a trainee, so if he was in fact hurt there wasn't much she could do without getting in trouble for it. 'I'm Kathrine...I'm sorry but do I know you?' Kathrine asked hoping she didn't, she would feel so embarrassed, she remembered everyone she met. Katherine studied his face, hoping it would trigger some sort of memory but it didn't work, she knew she would have remembered him.
'You're not hurt are you? Because I'm just a trainee there's nothing I can really do,' It killed Katherine to have to say that, she could do something she was a lot smarter than all the trainee's put together and they wouldn't move her up to healer until they were sure she was competent enough to handle every situation that walks in. She could, and she could probably do better than some of the healers they have on staff now. Sure Katherine was being a little over confident in her abilities and she knew this but it wasn't being over confident if it was true. Hell, she is working with her older sister to find a cure for Werewolves everywhere, something Healers could rarely say they have tried.
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Post by Spencer Danger Yule on Jan 13, 2013 2:01:13 GMT -5
When the woman admitted that he had startled her, Spencer extended his hand to her. "I apologize again. That wasn't my intention at all, miss. I guess I could have easily been mistaken for a creeper, or something much worse lurking in the shadows like I was. I'm Spencer Yule."
He watched her reactions as she spoke. She was trying to learn where she knew him from. Of course she didnt, his name meant nothing to her. She seemed to be studying him, trying to place him somewhere and suddenly he felt terrible for approaching her the way he had. "You don't know me from anywhere. I'm sorry, this must all seem very weird to you. I, gah, I knew it should have approached this another way." He stared hard at the ground for a moment before he heard her speak once more.
"I'm not hurt, at all. In fact, I'm perfectly healthy. But I need your help, desperately so. I'm here because-well-I've heard some...rumors. Rumors about something you've been working on. A werewolf cure." Spencer swallowed hard and wrung his hands. All of his hopes were depending on this woman and her research.
"Please, you have to tell me everything you know about this. I wouldn't have come here if I didn't need to desperately know. Is there a cure? Is there any possibility?"
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