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WHO: Dolores & anyone
TONE: Various??
RATING: G for now
WHEN: March 11th
WHERE: Hospital wing, school grounds & great hall
WHAT: Open log for various interactions -- pick a letter! :3
STATUS: Ongoing

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[A.]

[In the morning, far too early for anyone to be so chipper, Dolores can be found in the hospital wing, getting ready for another week. She's humming to herself, some jaunty song from the 1960s.

She might even be dancing a little, if the twirling from one bed to the next while she nods her head along with the tune is anything to go by.]

[B.]

[Later in the day, the nurse is out in the school grounds, sitting in the courtyard with her face turned up to the cold March sunshine. She's not really dressed for the weather, in her usual dress with a scarf wrapped around her neck, but she doesn't feel the cold in any case.]

[C.]

[In the evening, after most students have departed from dinner and gone back to their own dorms, she's sitting in the spot at the staff table that's always left open for her but one she so rarely takes.

She hadn't been there while everyone else was eating - it's been maybe ten minutes since she entered the room - but she's sitting there now, contemplative, rolling a red apple across the wood of the table in front of her, from one hand to the other.]

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Mm? Ah, yes.

[Of course her presence is going to be noted. She doesn't mind that - Dolores loves the students, as if each of them were her own children.]

Yes, I am. Jane, isn't it? Jane Crocker?

Mmhm!

[Jane approaches a little closer.]

It isn't often we get to see you outside the hospital wing, ma'am.

[She stands, picking the apple up and dropping it into her pocket, stepping away from the staff table.]

Much to my own detriment, I'm sure, but I do like to make sure I'm there if something untoward happens. There's never a day goes by when the entire student body manages to keep itself out of trouble.

Oh, well, I'm sorry to hear that! I'll do my best to stay out of that sort of trouble then, hoo hoo.

[She makes no promises, prank-wise.]

Oh, you don't need to be overly careful for my sake. [Her nose wrinkles slightly in humour.] It is my job to take care of you all, after all. How have you been, dear? This has been a very trying semester.

Um-- pretty well! I suppose my classes have gotten harder but I haven't really noticed too much strain, to be honest.

[It's her personal life that's been difficult.]

Very good. Then you are handling things far better than most. If you need help, though, you know where to find me. Even if it's just for a talk.

[This...catches her attention.]

Really? You just...talk to students, sometimes?

[She nods, smiling warmly.]

Of course. I don't only look out for the physical wellbeing of the staff and students here. My door is always open to anyone who is feeling troubled.

Oh.

[Jane hesitates. It's. It's maybe not the time, what with her not being in the hospital wing. But maybe Jane can get a feeling for what talking to her about...those things in particular...would be like.]

I suppose you listen to a lot of teenage dramatics, then?

Oh, I don't think of it like that.. Things that can be so easily dismissed as 'teenage problems' are just as valid in the effect they can have on an individual.

[There's another little smile.]

I'm always available for a chat, if it's needed. Sometimes just talking can do far more than a potion.

Right, of course. I-- I'll keep it in mind, then.

[She blushes, making it TOTALLY CLEAR how there is NOTHING ON HER MIND AT THE MOMENT.]

[She studies Jane for a moment. You're about as subtle as a brick, Crocker.]

I have some free time now, if you need a word.

[OH IS IT SHOWING IN HER FACE OH DEAR HOW SHOCKING.]

Um! A-actually...

I was wondering if maybe the potions-- the ones that came with the snake eggs. Um. If they could have...residual effects?

It's a possibility that I have been exploring, but it seems unlikely that they would still be having any kind of effect after this amount of time..

[Oh dear, Jane, do you perhaps have a crush on someone?]

[Why does everyone keep saying that?!]

Um, I think. I might still be having...symptoms.

I see..

[Because you're about as subtle as Peeves, dear.]

Can you describe them to me? [A pause, then she gestures to the door.] In the hospital wing, if you would prefer some privacy.

[She nods and, soon, they make their way there and settle in in privacy.]

I suppose they're the symptoms you would...expect. The person I had suddenly started getting the pitter-patters for, um, well. He still seems rather...

[She blushes brighter, shakes her head in embarrassment.]

The pitter-patters didn't go all the way away.

I see..

[After they've moved, Dolores settles herself into a chair near to Jane and smiles a little at the poor girl's embarrassment.]

I'm no expert, now.. but it seems to me that you may have a genuine crush.

[Jane lets out a distressed whine before she can cover her mouth, practically catching the noise and pushing it back in.]

But-- but I can't. Not him. I can't fancying boys who can't like me. I'll go mad or die or explode or something.

[Oh, Jane... Dolores keeps a perfectly straight face as she replies with complete seriousness.]

I'm sure that won't happen, dear.

Nnngh, I know I sound like I'm just being dramatic, but it's just. This isn't something that can be.

It sounds as if you are suffering a very typically teenage affliction, Miss Crocker. It isn't being caused by any.. lingering effects, though I cannot say that it wasn't started by what happened.

[Jane gives a tiny, defeated moan.]

This isn't fair. He doesn't even...

[She crosses her arms around herself.]

I'd just be bothering him, now that the potion's worn off.

Edited 2013-04-01 02:22 (UTC)

Are you sure that he has no interest in you?

[There's only so much she can suggest when she doesn't know who it is.]