The wounds go on and on...

[Signit Sonata]

Ark was carted into the Hospital Wing. He had a dislocated shoulder and jaw, a sprained ankle, and his left arm was completely shattered. A soft moan escaped his lips.

[K~Bear]

Kasey had been cleaning down the benches, when the doors to the Hospital Wing were flung open. The blonde nurse looked up and her bright blue eyes soon saw that the form was Ark's, a worried look crossing her features as she caught sight of the blood on his face, arm and ankle. Walking over to the bed he was placed on she studdied him
"What happened here?".

[Signit Sonata]

"I-I seem to be here alot eh? Y-You might as well have a bed that says r-reserved for A-Ark" he said, stuttering. He then laughed but it was cut short as he start coughing up blood. "Crap." he sighed.

[Shae]

The young ghost had, once again, been trying to move real, physical solid objects, as she knew ghosts in many muggle stories did. She didn't put much faith in muggle stories, they were only supposed to be stories after all, but then, she suppposed, to them, so was she.

The girl had been trying to lift a bandage roll, and she had almost got it she was sure, when she was distracted by the doors of the wing being shoved open and a young man being brought in, and laid down.

In the ward, the green-eyed phantom didn't much like familiarity, it meant that the person in question had either come in more often than was healthy, or sentiment was going to get in the way, and there could be tears before the job was done.

Leaving the bandage roll on the shelf she had been unable to move it from, the spectre shifted and was on the other side of the wall and moving quickly to nurse Kasey's side.

"Can I be of any help?" She asked, stretching a hand towards the invalid, ready to numb any pain, or just help in any way she could.