Post by KLINTON SEBASTIAN DANVERS on Dec 5, 2016 23:28:49 GMT -6
He probably should have been worrying about his twin. She was always injuring herself in her line of work as a hit witch (a position which he didn't totally agree with himself), but, last time she'd come in, the injury had seemed much worse than usual. Her entire arm had been covered in fresh scratches, a few of whcih were deep enough to make even his mind turn for a moment - and he'd seen a lot in his nearly seven years here at St. Mungos.
Still, she'd insisted on the same patch up as usual, brushing off the scrapes and pushing foward. That was the thing about Ali - the fear of pain didn't hold her back, as it did most people. As it did him. He sometimes wished he could possess half of her brashness.
He had tended to his twin that morning and, after helping along a few more patients in the long-term ward, his stomach gurgled with the sounds of impending hunger. Deciding he'd better get a bite while there was plenty of people around to keep an eye on things, Klint grabbed a tattered lunchbox from a shelf and headed to the break room, used by healers from many wards. As he began nibbling on his sandwich - which had become a little squished, he noticed a woman enter the room. Smiling widely, Klint waved, even though he didn't necessarily know if he even recognized the woman yet - she was still across the room. Still, kindness and being inviting were in his nature.
The different timezones made things very confusing, and especially for little Elsie when Avery dropped her off at Romulus' to spend the day with his daughter, Kenina. Not that Elsie had much of an idea of what time actually was, so she probably wasn't really that fazed about the whole thing. That was something.
She'd been sent to London by her boss to get some files for a patient that they currently had in the States. She did suppose that it was quicker than sending an owl requesting for them, and then waiting for the response.
Once that had been dealt with, Avery realised that she was starving - she wasn't sure how long it had been since she had eaten, as her body clock was completely out of wack, so went to go and find the cafeteria. Someone waved at her. Avery squinted at him. Did she recognise that face? She wasn't sure if she did. So with a half wave back, she moved across the room to him. "Hi?"
Post by KLINTON SEBASTIAN DANVERS on Dec 18, 2016 14:13:08 GMT -6
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Klint was immediately taken aback by the accent that the woman had - it didn't sound like those that one would hear around London. He'd waved just to be nice and inviting, as he would have done with anyone who had entered the room. However, her accent, coupled with the fact that she didn't look familiar, made him even more intrigued. He eagerly stood, approaching her and offering a hand to shake in a somewhat formal gesture.
"Hi. I'm Klint. You're not a healer here, are you? I feel like I would recognize you if you were." He said, off-handedly. His bright demeanor made him easy to befriend, and he was always up for chatting with just about anyone from any department.
As he held out his hand, Avery took it. She was a little bemused at what was going on, considering she was pretty sure that she did not actually know this man, but that was okay. She wasn't opposed to talking to new people. "No, I'm not," the accent also probably gave that away. "I'm a healer in the states," she explained. "I got sent across to grab some files on a patient that we have." She was still marvelling over the fact that that was apparently the easiest way to get it, but regardless. "What department do you work in?"
Post by KLINTON SEBASTIAN DANVERS on Dec 25, 2016 14:01:17 GMT -6
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His kind nature and overt friendliness could usually be matched with two kinds of reactions: the other person would match it, and they'd fall into an easy conversation or they'd be totally creeped out and think he had some alternative motive and try to get away from him. He was just a very friendly guy, and he liked to make friends where he could. Perhaps he was too trusting, too open, but he couldn't help it. Where their parents death had broken both the twins and Ali had rebuilt herself on anger, Klint had come back into the world a more understanding and welcoming person than ever. He was always just trying to see the best.
"Oh, I just work in the long term ward. Nothing too exciting." He said with an easy wave of his hand another smile. "But, sounds like you must work in an important ward, having to come all the way over here. Did I catch your name?" He asked suddenly, not sure if she'd said it amongst his excited sentences.
“You must get interesting cases in that though,” she pointed out. Things that could not be easily fixed by the wave of a wand, or a potion. Things that were harder to work through. Avery had debated working in the long term ward back home, but spell damage had called to her far stronger.
“I work in spell damage. Oh uh,” she hadn’t said her name yet? Oh whoops. That was rude. She hadn’t meant to do that. She stumbled over herself for a few words, and then gave an embarrassed smile. “Avery Harlow.” This was why she shouldn’t be allowed to talk to people. Introductions were hard.
Post by KLINTON SEBASTIAN DANVERS on Jan 8, 2017 20:52:10 GMT -6
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He nodded eagerly, always happy to talk about his work. "Oh, yes. We definitely get to see the oddities." He said agreeably. He tended not to go too deep into the specifics, unless asked. Some of the work he did could come off as a bit depressing, and he didn't like to pull down the mood, if he could help it. Of course, if anyone ever asked, he was more than open with the details. He found the range of causes that brought people into the long-term ward to be quite interesting.
It was a pretty name, he decided that almost instantly. Most people would have tried to screen that thought before blurting out a compliment, but he was hardly as tactful as most people. "That's a really pretty name. And spell damage? That must be pretty exciting." He said, beaming over at her.
"Any stories of any particular interest?" she asked curiously. "Those that you are okay with sharing, that is." There was the whole healer-patient confidentiality after all, and she didn't want to put him in an awkward position. Oh no, she hadn't, had she? "If that's okay," she blurted out, retroactively realising that she just might be making things worse. "You don't have to." Yep, she was just making this worse.
"Thank you," she said, ducking her head. "And yeah, it is! You get all sorts of people in it." Those that had done things to themselves, or been hit by purposeful or accidental spells from other people. You met all sorts of people.
Post by KLINTON SEBASTIAN DANVERS on Feb 3, 2017 18:33:20 GMT -6
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His smile turned to an expression of complete amusement as she asked her question, then backtracked, trying to amend it. He had not thought her odd for asking for stories, given his ward, and he had not thought it against any sort of confidentiality. He could easily choose to omit or edit details. However, she was clearly trying to smooth the situation over, which just widened his smile. “Oh, sure. Tons. I could bore you all day with them, if you’d have it.” He joked, his own awkward energy coming into play now.
He listened intently to her, his gaze unwavering, his attention un-diverted. “Oh. I bet they’re always excited to have such a pretty healer help them though.” He then realized what he’d just said and balked, doing his own backtracking now. “I mean. Competent healer. You seem like you really know your stuff. Not that you’re not pretty it’s just I’m sure that’s not the only thing people….um. Just, I’m sure you do a great job at your work.” He finished lamely, ducking his own head. Wow. That had not been smooth at all.
"I'm not easily bored," she said with a smile, glad that he hadn't made anything about her stumbling awkwardly over her sentences. Why was she allowed to talk? She shouldn't be allowed to talk to people. It usually ended in her being very very awkward. "Go for it." Maybe things would be fine from here? She'd had her awkward moment, time for smooth sailing, right?
Oh. Oh dear. Never mind. Definitely not smooth sailing. Oh no. At his comment, Avery went bright red. "Oh - I - uh," she stuttered. It hadn't even been her who had started this, and she was feeling incredibly awkward. "It's okay - I didn't - don't-" she spluttered nonsense for a few words and then hid her very red face in her hands. Oh no.
Post by KLINTON SEBASTIAN DANVERS on Jun 3, 2017 20:52:36 GMT -6
Now that the man actually had an invitation to tell a story - something which he was basically always dying to do, he liked chatting - he found his mind growing quite blank. The woman made him nervous. Really, he tended to be slightly awkward in any number of social situations. However, it was like her awkwardness was feeding his and....it was a lot. Swallowing nervously, Klint nodded as she invited the story, trying to think of one. "Oh, um, give me a second. I have to ch-choose the right one." He said. So smooth.
He then proceeded to make his thoughts on her appearance painfully obvious as he complimented her looks. As he tried to scale it back, he found himself growing even more flustered. He was blushing now, and decided training his eyes on the floor was the safest option. As she stammered, clearly uncomfortable, he silently cursed himself. Trying to diffuse the awkward tension, he looked back up, trying to change the subject. "Oh. Hey. Has anyone given you the official tour yet?" He asked, desperate to be moving.
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Oh now he seemed to be getting awkward too. Oh dear. Oh dear. She hadn't meant to do that. She hadn't meant to make him nervous too. There was too much of this nervousness in the one spot. Oh no. "Take your time," she offered weakly, and twisted a strand of her hair around her fingers. Why did she talk to people? She should just... not do that. Ever. Talking to people wasn't allowed. Because things like this happened.
"No, I haven't," she said quickly. Maybe a tour would be a good. She could learn the way around, and they would have some sort of focus of this interaction, and it wouldn't just be the both of them sitting there being awkward. Instead they could walk around and be awkward. And she could see the place? Right. Okay. Never leaving the house ever again. "I'd like a tour," she offered with a smile.
Post by KLINTON SEBASTIAN DANVERS on Jul 24, 2017 18:19:43 GMT -6
His mind had turned into a completely empty slate. He couldn't think of one single funny quip or interesting story. He took a deep breath, attempting to find some words in the abyss of his brain, but he came up empty for a solid minute or so more. Finally, he spoke again.
"Well, um, there was the guy who was convinced that he was a Hippogriff. Something off in his brain. Kept cawing. It was funny until he thought he could fly. We, um, had to keep his window locked after that." After he finished, he realized how dark the story actually was. Well, that wasn't the note of humor he had hoped for.
He was relieved when she accepted his invitation, and he let out a long sigh. "Great. I'll show you around. You'd better feel honored, though, because this is an exclusive, one-of-a-kind sort of tour." He teased, some of his confidence coming back as he moved towards the doorway, waving her along with him.
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While Klinton tried to think of what story he would tell her, she tried to think of one that she would tell back - if asked about any interesting stories. Working in spell damage you did get all sorts of weird things happening to people - hexes that people had been hit with, accidentally or otherwise. "Oh, Merlin," she said in response to his story. "That's bizarre." And very unfortunate for that poor man.
Avery gave a slight laugh, as she followed behind him. "Well I am certainly am honoured. This better be the best tour I've ever gotten," she teased back at him. At least giving a tour might give them enough to occupy themselves with so it was somewhat less awkward? Hopefully.