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Alicia Spinnet-Pucey (_alicia_) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Alicia glared at the Mediwitch who came rushing to them, drawing the entirety of the anxious attention in the waiting area to them, or rather: to Oliver. “That would be none of your concern,” she informed the other witch, and after a quick look around steered Oliver in the direction of the closed off areas of the Artifact Accident ward, seeking to provide Oliver with the most privacy possible. “Call a Healer who actively practices the concept of discretion,” she articulated the word carefully as if explaining something to her own children – who she doubted would have acted like this blithering idiot, “and tell their new arrival is male, twenty-nine years old, tertiary injuries with multiple abrasions and contusions and possible concussion. Also, possibility of brief loss of consciousness is highly likely.”

As they reached the first available area, the Mediwitch was still following them. Alicia looked up for any identifying markers. “Tell them we’re in area… 12B,” she told the Mediwitch, though she continued when the witch didn’t move. “Now!”

Once the Mediwitch had left, Alicia and Oliver had reached the cot, and Alicia helped Oliver get onto it, before she drew the curtain shut, and started casting wards to ensure Oliver’s privacy. “There’ll be a Healer here soon,” she assured him, though she had every intention of getting started on his Healing as soon as she was done with the wards. “Do you want me to get the team’s Healer?”