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[Professor Oster]

After his students had started brawling, poor Hugo had panicked. He just wasn't cut out for that sort of teacher-ing. But a nurse could help! She helped the bleeding and the hurting. Maybe not so much the punching, but the bleeding and hurting! That's what nurses did!

So off the little magic man ran, tripping down the stairs, thankful the infirmary wasn't far from them.

He burst inside, throwing the door open, somehow filling its frame despite his small size. "Nurse!" he shouted, unnecessarily loud for their close proximity. "Nurse, I need help! I've got two students fighting in my classroom, and one's a centaur, and man they are tall, did you know how tall they are? I mean, wow! But um. Yes. Students fighting. And I need help." He looked at her expectantly. He hadn't considered what a nurse could do to break up two large boys scuffling, but he also hadn't thought that far. He'd only gotten from hurting to nurse.

[Nurse Rinn]

Selurinn was not here by her own free will. Alas, she was yet another of Tobias' tricked teachers, a lost, disgraced, greatly frustrated soul. But, if she wasn't going to get her pelt back, at the very least she would act out like a moody, hormone-ridden teenage girl, mostly in petty ways. Not attending most school event, for example. She had gone to beach day, but spent most of her time wayyy out in deeper water; she had not gone to the opening ceremony, under the excuse of feeling ill.
More like unsociable.

So, Anita sat atop her desk, chewing gum and picking at a tear in her lacy tights and considering how she might reclaim what was her's. She was just taking a swig of black coffee from a thermos when...something burst into her office in a panic. After nearly choking, Ana slowly set the drink down, and eyed the new arrival warily through wide green eyes. She looked at the frantic professor with the same expression one would wear if their desk lamp suddenly started talking to them.

As he yelled about his plight, Ana brought one hand up to cover one ear, but nevertheless seemed to hear him out. As he wrapped things up, she sighed heavily. "Wait...what?" Two kids fighting.... "Sooo...what am I s'posed to do about that?" In spite of her apparent aversion to the task, she slid off the desk and smoothed her skirt, finishing off the coffee (she'd need it) before sauntering over to Hugo. She looked at the professor expectantly, arms crossed, because unless there was a legitimately good reason...

[Professor Oster]

Hugo blinked a few times at her question, his expression blank. "What? You can...help." He shrugged, as though it were obvious. "I just know I can't do it on my own and Tobias is busy and Leona might really tear my head off if I ask her for any more favors and I think you'd be better than me at stopping this before my classroom gets all bloody." He bounced slightly on the balls of his feet, looking at the nurse expectantly.

"So? Can you please come help?" He looked less like a teacher and more like a lost puppy. How could you say no to those eyes?

[Nurse Rinn]

Ana raised an eyebrow at the other teacher. "Jeez, are you the teacher or one of the kids?" She blew a gum-bubble which promptly popped, then sighed and adopted a look of sheer defeat. Without a word she went back behind her desk and, in no time at all, grabbed a first-aid kit and a few ice packs fetched fresh from a freezer sitting in the corner of the room. She then strode back over to the doorway and simply stood. "Okay, where's this class?" Her voice was saturated with the distinct tones of disinterest, with just a dash of annoyance.

[Professor Oster]

Hugo's sad little face immediately burst into its usual happy grin. "Aha, thank you!" He gave Ana a tight hug, completely disregarding the fact that people often had space issues, than pulled back, beaming.

He stood there a second before jumping to attention. "Oh! Right! I'm leading the way!" He chuckled and started walking out again, cheerily going on toward the stairs as though there weren't a fist fight that needed breaking up.

[Nurse Rinn]

Ana looked positively mortified when she was embraced by the other teacher. Any other time, she would have tried to slip away, or at the very least smack the offender with whatever she was carrying, in this case, the first aid kit. In the end, though, she reminded herself that she had to behave, and simply took a deep, irritated breath. When he did let go, she stared at him with narrowed eyes, and hissed, "don't ever do that again."

She waited until he was a good distance ahead before following in a pace just brisk enough that she wouldn't catch up any time soon.