Ruh Roh, Raggy!
RPing as Cyrus Alexander Darsel (Ilvermorny iNPC)
The 'fit: A tie-dye polo, khakis & brown loafers. he has a duck enamel pin on his shirt.
Cyrus had once again spent his summer in the jolly good United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland, and he had to admit, the more time he spent in London, the more fond he had become of the city. Now, it was no New York City. It didn't even come close. But out of all the other places he'd visited so far, it was shaping up to be his favourite, so either it really was truly wonderful, or he desperately needed to broaden his horizons.
Still, he'd had the pleasure of learning a great many things since he'd been in London last. Like, London had the greatest ducks. And super cool architecture and art. And, well, some really mean wizards.
He'd been punched in the face by one @Serena Towers only a few days before he had a chance encounter with some thugs in a shady corner of Diagon Alley. Cyrus had been too focused on trying to find the guy who'd once dealt him some rather neat Crocs, and he hadn't realised that two somehow-taller, bigger guys were coming up behind him. He spun around, but too late, and a swift Expelliarmus from one of his assailants had him disarmed in a jiffy. Thus, the inexplicable, duckalicious duckman was to fight people, fist-by-fist, for the first time in many years.
Suffice to say, he was out of practice, despite his somewhat beneficial teaching of kickboxing to one Raizel Voltrouz. He ended up with a wrist that was floppier than it should have been, as well as quite a bit of bruising all over his body. He had intended to hobble back to his AirBnB, but hadn't even managed to get past the Leaky Cauldron before a nice older couple volunteered to help him find his wand and get him to St Mungo's.
So here he was, discombobulated and dishevelled and with a particularly downtrodden demeanour, hoping someone could help his hand get knitted back together and his bruises go away.
Still, he'd had the pleasure of learning a great many things since he'd been in London last. Like, London had the greatest ducks. And super cool architecture and art. And, well, some really mean wizards.
He'd been punched in the face by one @Serena Towers only a few days before he had a chance encounter with some thugs in a shady corner of Diagon Alley. Cyrus had been too focused on trying to find the guy who'd once dealt him some rather neat Crocs, and he hadn't realised that two somehow-taller, bigger guys were coming up behind him. He spun around, but too late, and a swift Expelliarmus from one of his assailants had him disarmed in a jiffy. Thus, the inexplicable, duckalicious duckman was to fight people, fist-by-fist, for the first time in many years.
Suffice to say, he was out of practice, despite his somewhat beneficial teaching of kickboxing to one Raizel Voltrouz. He ended up with a wrist that was floppier than it should have been, as well as quite a bit of bruising all over his body. He had intended to hobble back to his AirBnB, but hadn't even managed to get past the Leaky Cauldron before a nice older couple volunteered to help him find his wand and get him to St Mungo's.
So here he was, discombobulated and dishevelled and with a particularly downtrodden demeanour, hoping someone could help his hand get knitted back together and his bruises go away.
Date: sometime in August 2025
Time: around 10:00
Location: St Mungo's Hospital, London, UK
Private to: @Dusana Sabo
[pc] koko riddle · 'i was raised up to be admired.'
'hey! bom bom bom. got any grapes?' · cyrus darsel [inpc]
Ruh Roh, Raggy!
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Date: August 2025 | Time: 10am | Mention: @Cyrus Darsel
This was to be her last month in the mental malady wards of St Mungoes. She been through many different cases, from lost memories, potion accidents, trauma, and now into sports injuries. This last one proved to be the most busy. Did people just fly into bludgers on purpose? Some moments Dusana positively thought so. She'd seen three different concussion accidents just this morning alone!
Sighing to herself, and in desperate need of a tea, Dusana went to head towards the exit of the Hospital. She knew her favourite tea shop would have those biscuits she liked so much today. The main corridor was full of different nurses and healers, busily and sometimes frantically working. It was only out of the corner of her eye that she noticed a young man sitting down waiting on one of the chairs designated 'waiting'. How long had he been there? Was someone looking after him?
The man in question looked like he had had a run in with a large animal. Dirt and leaves stuck to him, his clothes were completely rumpled, and he looked very worse for wear. She frowned, and then sighed. There went her tea break.
Walking up to him, she watched as her shadow loomed over him. Snapping ever so slightly, Dusana asked, "Has anyone seen to you? Just how long have you been waiting here?" The edginess to her voice wasn't directed mainly at him, but the fact that her break was going to be not existent by the time she was finished with this patient. She just knew it. Waiting for an answer, she prayed that he was already being looked after, and it was only that he was waiting for a bed or something.
Sta 15 | Eva 12 | Str 5 | Wis 13 | Arc 12 | Acc 18
Parseltongue Adept | Lovely Creature | Pet Snake | Healing Sage | Pet Snake Attacks | Restricted DADA | Dark Heritage
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Ruh Roh, Raggy!
RPing as Cyrus Alexander Darsel (Ilvermorny iNPC)
The 'fit: A tie-dye polo, khakis & brown loafers. he has a duck enamel pin on his shirt.
Cyrus had half nodded off when a shadow came over him. He startled himself awake, sitting as tall as he could. His cerulean eyes widened, and his shoulders snapped backwards, which only made his floppy arm ache more. He groaned and blinked. 'Uhhhhhhhh. No.'
It took him a moment to register the woman's tone, which would have made him flinch again were he any more awake. As it was, he just squinted at the woman. She was kind of small, but man, she really made up for it with the confident presence. He was pretty sure she didn't own the place – maybe that honour belonged to the hospital's eponymous Mungo – but whatever the case, if it meant getting a bit of assistance with his hand, he was happy he'd happened across someone so seemingly competent. 'If you could help me... er, lend me a hand, haha... that would be nice.'
Without really waiting for an answer, Cyrus started to babble away, though he would stop abruptly if the woman cut him off. 'I was just minding my own beeswax when some gigantic dudes started to clobber me. Now, lemme say – I was a duellist in school, so I thought I could hold my own, but that disarming charm was kind of insane. My fists helped enough, but jeez, my arm is not okay. I mean, just look at it –'
He very stupidly attempted to flop his wrist around, which resulted in a sharp intake of breath. 'Okay, uh, yeah, not a good idea. Well, you get what I'm getting at. Ouch.'
It took him a moment to register the woman's tone, which would have made him flinch again were he any more awake. As it was, he just squinted at the woman. She was kind of small, but man, she really made up for it with the confident presence. He was pretty sure she didn't own the place – maybe that honour belonged to the hospital's eponymous Mungo – but whatever the case, if it meant getting a bit of assistance with his hand, he was happy he'd happened across someone so seemingly competent. 'If you could help me... er, lend me a hand, haha... that would be nice.'
Without really waiting for an answer, Cyrus started to babble away, though he would stop abruptly if the woman cut him off. 'I was just minding my own beeswax when some gigantic dudes started to clobber me. Now, lemme say – I was a duellist in school, so I thought I could hold my own, but that disarming charm was kind of insane. My fists helped enough, but jeez, my arm is not okay. I mean, just look at it –'
He very stupidly attempted to flop his wrist around, which resulted in a sharp intake of breath. 'Okay, uh, yeah, not a good idea. Well, you get what I'm getting at. Ouch.'
Date: sometime in August 2025
Time: around 10:00
Location: St Mungo's Hospital, London, UK
Private to: @Dusana Sabo
[pc] koko riddle · 'i was raised up to be admired.'
'hey! bom bom bom. got any grapes?' · cyrus darsel [inpc]