get right get life -- täti astoria

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Ajax rushed to the fourth floor of St Mungo's Hospital. He knew he hadn't been gone terribly wrong - no PJ had rushed him out after he confirmed his friend's fears about his girlfriend's state of health. The young man could hardly place blame on his friend for kicking him out so quickly, it was a lot to take in. He knew he'd owl the boy later in the day to make sure he was doing alright, maybe talk him into grabbing a drink or a smoke soon - Issy would understand..maybe. As he ran though the halls doing his best to weave in between people with out knocking anyone over he slid into his station. He gave a nod to the healer who he had begged to cover him while he handled a family emergency - funny how having a pregnant wife-to-be people didn't often question just what sort of emergancy. He gave a quick reassurance that Issy was fine, just some braxton hicks. Ajax felt a little guilt about this lie but he couldn't exactly explain that he had a friend who paid him under the table for personal healing since often times it wasn't because said friend knocked up some girl, no there was something else that his friend did but Ajax wasn't paid to question.

The rest of the morning shift was spent distracted, hardly something too out of the ordinary for Ajax, but he was really worried about PJ. Caesar had been the one who had calmed him down when the reality of Issy's pregnancy sent him into a mad panic, and a part of Ajax wanted to be able to do that for PJ. But he had been shooed away. Tapping his pen to his clipboard Ajax Was hardly paying attention to what was going on around him, instead he was trying to come up with some grand scheme, something he could do to cheer up his friend, or help him celebrate, or wallow - he honestly wasn't sure how the younger boy was taking the news he could be so hard to figure out at times. So when one of the other healers yelled his name Ajax jumped and stumbled to the floor.

"Oi! No need to yell mate I'm standin' right here!" Staggering back to his feet Ajax brushed himself off and tried to recover form the start. He hadn't realized that his name had actually be said a number of times before. "Whad'da want anyway?" The blue eyed young man listened as the other healer dragged on about covering some shift later in the day knowing that Ajax had been looking to get all the hours he could before his baby came. Running a hand through his black hair he sighed and was about to answer when he spotted a certain blonde woman walking through the halls. "Hold that thought mate, got somethin' I got to check on first." Ajax rushed off after the woman knowing he would likely forget to come back and give the other healer an answer, wouldn't be the first time though.

"Täti! Täti!!" He called out as he followed her doing his best to get her attention - not that she would ever ignore him, seeing how she adored him. When he finally reached her Ajax reached out and latched onto her healer robe like a child who had just found his mother in a sea of people, "Täti! There you are, I'd been trying to find you all morning! I brought you a coffee, but I drank it, anyways, Täti, you're lunch break is soon right? Yeah course it is, you need to take a lunch break you work too hard, but you're break is soon. We should go for lunch, yes? Please Täti?" He let go of her robes and folded his hands together while protruding his lower lip in a pout. To think he was technically a grown man when he still acted more like an eight year old.

WORDS: 687 | TAG: ASTORIA YVAINE MALFOY | NOTES: not my best sorry

[ASTORIA YVAINE MALFOY]

Speaking of the Devil, Look who just walked in…

Astoria was not used to confusion she ran her floor with an iron fist to keep consistent schedules, and give the permanent patients on her floor a sense of consistency that she personally felt they needed. The first sign of chaos from staff she would jump in and quickly right that problematic person as her rank and position in the community rarely saw her disputed. Rightfully so as she had toiled longer than most with the dedication that is only dreamed of, why because her position at St. Mungo’s gave her an identity of her own.. Outside those sterile halls of St. Mungo’s she was the wife of the Minster of Magic, She was the Sister to Daphne Greengrass. She was Mother to Scorpius Malfoy. Yes outside the halls of St. Mungo’s she felt very un-necessary and underappreciated.

But within her floor she had an identity that she was proud of here she had worth and name for herself and till recently that name had not been challenged. What could challenge her reputation, well that was the kicker. It wasn’t a question of what, but more of whom.

Phineas Ajax Pakarinen a dear boy whom was currently the subject of an on-going bet going among his colleagues. How did she know that he was the subject of a bet. Easily she was involved in that bet as well. She had heard the bet mid-way through the past week. Currently there pot was up to 15 galleons that that she would eat him by the weeks end.. She of course was going to see to it that he would not meet her wrath that week as she had her paw in the pot as well and she would see that her precious ‘Fen’ would not see her wrath till mid-way through June.. Because than that gold would be hers, and her’s alone. Plus it would not serve her conscience to have him quit prior as she would feel guilt about running off a new father whom needed the gold for his young family.

But sadly Fen was driving her to drink as with him came chaos, something that was not seen on Astoria Malfoy’s floor since she took the fourth floor of St. Mungo’s take today for one as she looked at her watch that told her she still had an hour before she routinely took her lunch, but she doubted she would make an hour as she felt the need to escape as she been dealing with one emergency after another.. Her place of work was anything BUT absolute pandemonium. She excelled as a healer at St. Mungo’s because she was as meticulous and anal as she was. So naturally the little control freak known as Astoria Malfoy was at a total loss at the absolute mess that was swirling around her floor of St. Mungo’s. She watched the floor she was on literally file out in the same organization and skill that one would expect that a band of bumbling baboons would orchestrate.

Currently she was in the processes of trying to confine April Ridgemore a patent of hers since April had taken a rather nasty mind altering hex that had convinced her that she was indeed a bright yellow canary, which in Astoria ’ s mind was a vast improvement than what she remembered of April prior to her hexing whom she remembered not so fondly as a frequent flier in the (please help me with this embarrassing female itch) at the free ladies clinic that she volunteered at prior to obtaining employment of St Mungo’s. Normally Astoria wouldn’t be too concerned with keeping a deviant who thought she was a canary behind closed doors, however as Miss. Ridgemore was 7 months pregnant and attempting to hatch the fake egg they provided. The swollen belly that contained an innocent child had Astoria deciding that perhaps on this one account she would make an exception, and try to reason with the Miss. Ridgemore.


“ APRIL YOU PECK ME ONE MORE TIME, and IT WILL BE YOUR LAST PECK I DON’T CARE IF YOUR CARRYING THE NEXT MERLIN I WILL BLOODY LAY YOUR ARSE OUT.”

Wand out her literally blocking the door the best she could with her five seven and hundred and fifteen pound self. “Take your egg, and get back in bed.” Tilting her blond head she arched her shoulders she attempted to look bigger. Moments later she was using her wand to ice her hand and cursing a new bite mark on her arm.. “ BLOODY CHICKEN “ Standing over the now unconscious April who was sporting a puffy eye that would be blacken come morning. She swore again and proceeded to drag the woman back into her bed.

Yes dealing with April doesn’t sound like Chaos, but sadly this wasn’t the first she had dealt with April but the sixth time that day Astoria had dealt with April escaping from the confines of her room because for whatever reason her chart had not been brought to the admissions so they could transfer April to the lock ward.. Instead the day was spent wondering where the blasted file had gotten off to and chasing down April. However April was not the main concern at the moment it was the direct line between Astoria and the door that would lead her to a drama free lunch period. Well if she could somehow avoid a certain boy whom was proving more difficult to avoid than the common cold.

Clade in scarlet robes of a healer she made a mad dash for hall only to hear the commotion and then the sputter of a voice she would know from anywhere because it was currently the subject of her nightmares. She mentally winced and told herself that it was now or never as he was pre-occupied and that meant 50/50 shot for freedom. Sadly it didn’t work as a single word cut through the air..



Täti!

Oh merlin nooooo and with the grace of a wet cat trying to escape the tub she tried to make it out that door.. Only to be caught by the arm looking around frantically she looked to see whom was possibly seeing this.. She silently pleaded with un-seen deities that no one was seeing this but sadly that wasn’t the case ohhh it was being seen by four people two healers whom not only stopped to stare but was now chuckling wildly.

She leaned in and whispered.. “Precious.. We are at work professionalism.. Please… “ Astoria knew she might set him off on a sulking front something she didn’t want she added softly.. “ If you call me Madam Malfoy I’ll take you to lunch.”

WORDS: 687 | TAG: @phineas| NOTES: Pffffft we are fabulous