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Vladimir Valentin

Health is not valued until sickness comes

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It was quite a journey, trekking across the lawn and then up the many flights of stairs, with his lungs crying at the exertion. Yet his face remained impassive, ignoring any looks from other students who showed any inkling of curiosity about the stoic Ravenclaw and his female companion.

His breathing was becoming harder and harder to hide, but still he kept his face as even as possible. He had promised to get Sophia up to the Hospital Wing, and that was exactly what he endeavored to do. Unfortunately, Vladimir was rather determined when he wished to be.

His parents would say that the correct term was stubborn.

Managing to open the doors to the hospital wing, the boy was working hard to hold back any wheezing, and thus far he had been relatively successful. His voice was even and stoic as he called out for some help from the assistants in the wing; he did have to catch his breath for a moment before he did as such.

"Is there anyone who can assist us?" He said as he fully entered the wing, Sophia still on his back. Vladimir was not about to let go until he knew he could place her on a bed at the very least, and be seen. He also knew that he needed to be seen as well, but he did not want Sophia to worry about him more than was absolutely necessary.

Out Of Character Form:
Patient Name, House & Year: Vladimir Valentin, Ravenclaw Third Year | Sophia Hunter, Ravenclaw Second Year
Gender: Male | Female
Blood Type & Species: Pureblood, human | Halfblood, human
Allergies: None | None
Have you been treated in the wing before? Nein for both

What VH Year & Term/Week does this RP take place: VH34, Term 1, Week 2
Time of Day Afternoon
Damage Location: Vladimir is having some difficulty breathing. Sophia is feeling nauseous and dizzy, and her legs are weak enough that she can't walk on her own.
Damage type: It's from the mysterious fog~ (brought to you by the Ravenclaw RP Prompt challenge)
Summarize: Vladimir was showing Sophia the kneazle litter he is looking after when the fog rolled in. Sophia began to get nauseous and dizzy, and Vladimir noticed his breathing becoming a chore. Then Sophia was having trouble walking/standing up on her own, so he's just finished carrying her up to the hospital wing from the grounds via piggyback.
Other: Nothing for Vladimir or Sophia

 

Please let Sophia post first~


Edited by Vladimir Valentin

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It had gone from just feeling nauseous to feeling like she was treading through deep sludge the further she walked. Somewhere she vaguely recalled Vladimir talking her into putting her arms around his neck and then carrying her on his back. Most of the time, she just held on with her eyes closed fighting the nausea the motion brought to her. Fortunately, it was less this way than walking.

 

Somewhere during the trek, she thought Vladimir's breathing seemed labored and she had protested for him to put her down and let her walk to no avail. Determined Vladimir was determined.

 

Eventually, they arrived at the hospital wing where he still refused to put her down until someone came to their aid.

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Aurora was busy with her store room, ensuring that she had enough potions to last for the rest of the term before they would need some replenishment from the Potions classes. It was an interesting system they had in place, using the student's successes for the Hospital Wing injuries that she had to tend to. Of course, there were just some potions where that risk could not be taken and Aurora had to either brew it on her own, purchase it in Hogsmeade, or bat her eyes at Sprout.

 

She emerged from the corner of the Wing just in time to see two students come in... one carrying the other. "What's going on?" she asked, approaching them to see if there was anything that needed her attention.

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Vladimir's mismatched eyes quickly locked onto Madam Braelin-VonHaus as she appeared, asking what was the matter. Being out of the fog certainly allowed for his lungs to feel somewhat better, but that was not at the forefront of the boy's thoughts. He nodded at the woman, and indicated Sophia. "Yes, Ma'am," the boy began to say, approaching her as she approached them. "We were out on the grounds... A fog settled in, and Sophia began to appear nauseous and disoriented."

 

A small pause to catch his breath, he added soon after, "Eventually her walking began to falter... I carried her from the grounds."

 

"Is there aught that can be done for her?" Vladimir asked the woman, his hold still tight, not allowing Sophia to slip until he was given permission to set the girl down onto one of the hospital wing beds.

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The nausea came in waves.  The waves crashing with each step Vladimir took as he climbed the stairs to the Hospital Wing floor carrying her.  Sophia was too focused on not letting the nausea take over to continue to protest him carrying her all that way nor was she in any shape to walk, which would only have prodded the nausea sooner.  She did notice that once he was away from the fog, his breathing slowly improved.  Her nausea didn't.  

 

However, there were limits in how much bouncing a nauseous person could take.  In spite  of the fact they had reached their destination, he still held her on his back.  Whether the proper word was determined or stubborn was no long a point.   Mistake might have been more appropriate as Sophia could no longer hold back.  Fortunately, she at least managed to turn her head to the side, missing his collar.

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