Ouch, that hurts! :Eric Draconis Heylel

[Anouk Rosenberg]

Anouk sat in the Healer's room, waiting to be attended to. Her face, neck, arms and hands were covered by painful, angry boils. She tried not to wince from the pain.
She had been out, working, shooting photos for the Daily Prophet. The story was a bit delicate. A withc had benn caught paying for a large amount of purchases with leprechaun gold. It turned out the withc could not afford to buy the objects, so she was caught in an argument with various shop keepers. Normally, a story like that wouldn't even make the back page of the Prophet, but there hadn't been much happening since the war, so Anouk tried to find anything that could interest the readers. She had been there, shooting photos, her quick quotes quill was writing down the story, and Anouk had felt she was at the right place at the right time. Until the witch, who was afraid of the story becoming known, had hurled undiluted Bubotuber pus at Anoukm causing her skin to errupt.

Suddenly, the door opened and a healer walked in. As Anouk got a good look at him, she wished she could just disappear somewhere. The man was truly gorgeous, and she looked absolutely hideous.
'Figures', she thought to herself, 'whenever I see a manwho knocks me off my feet, something happens to make sure he thinks I'm a total freak.'

"Hi." she said, trying to smile, which didn't really work due to the swelling of her face.

[Eric Draconis Heylel]

Eric had just arrived not too long ago and he was still trying to get his mind to function. He hadn't even had his cup of coffee yet. He sighed as he shook his head when a trainee came in and told him that they had a patient that was victim to undiluted Bubotuber pus. Eric sighed. No coffee yet and patient with such a case. He nodded and stood up as he took the clipboard from the trainee and made his way to the room where the patient was kept.

When he came in. he hadn't really given the time to look at his patient since he was still a bit moody from the lack of coffee. He had already instructed the trainee to head to the labs to ask for the potion's master on duty for a cure for their patient.

"Good morning, I am Eric Heylel, Head Healer of this department. You have nothing to worry about. I will merely administer a pain relief potion for the meantime while the lab makes the anti-dote for you. We've have cases like yours before so we've have potion's on standby." he said as he finally looked up from the board he was holding and saw a very attractive woman behind the whole incident. But then again, he was a Healer right now and it would be a professional thing to hit on patients.

[Anouk Rosenberg]

"That's good to hear, and something for the pain is very much appreciated."
She reached for the potion the healer handed her, somehow managing to tilt the bottle and pour a good half of it over the man's pants and shoes. The thickish dark blue liquid left extremely unflattering stains.

Anouk froze, absolutely mortified.
'And I thought with all these boils, it couldn't get any worse.'
Slowly, she raised her eyes to the healer's face, trying to gauge his mood.
"I am so very, very sorry." she said sincerely. Deciding she had nothing absolutely nothing to lose, she continued: "I'll pay for your clothes and shoes. And when I look like a human again, and when you get off work, could I make up for this by inviting you to dinner?"