Filth and Foul

[Bram Busby]

"Filthy buggers" he cursed under his breath, examining his newly washed floor now stained with the fresh blood that the gurney had brought in its path to the emergency ward. Even if they were dying, they could have had a little bit more consideration for the man who put alot of hard work and hours to make sure the damn place was spick and span. But did they care?! Noo Of course not. Why care about the custodian? Who cares if he had to spend day in and day out assuring the cleanliness of the hospital, making sure spills didn't cause more injuries, or the spread of disease. He was a freaking lifesaver but no, all that didn't matter. Instead they carelessly scattered the floor with vomit and mud, GUM beneath tables and in the cracks of doors, knuts carelessly tossed aside, well... that he didn't mind so much. Add up all the knuts carelessly dropped and he had enough to buy a delicious steak.

Such hard work was a waste for his life. He crouched down beside the mess and removed his wand from his inner jumpsuit pressing it against the blood that had pooled. He swirled it around momentarily, mentally searching for the correct spell before uttering it under his breath. Within moments soapy bubbles surfaced over the blood stained floor, it dissappeared within a few minutes along with the stain. The moment of cleanliness brought a smile to his sunken face, patting the spotless floor warmly. No one did their job better than Bram.

But the moment was soon destroyed with the fresh footprints that presented itself.. "'EY What the hell?!" he shouted, eyes glued on the footprints, then up the leg of the culprit to stare at their stupid head. "Tch" he sucked his teeth loudly, glaring at them with pure contempt. People had no manners. No bloody manners. The human race was lost with the appearence of filthbred wizards.

[Rosa Eley]

Rosa walked swiftly down the halls of St. Mungo's. She was wearing jeans a black t-shirt and a white lab coat. She was a doctor at St. Mungo's Hospital. To say the least she was in a hurry and not paying attention to where she was going. She had a meeting in an hour and wanted to make sure she got to her office with plenty of time to prepare. She had a folder in her hand and she was flicking through the papers as she walked down the hall. A young man name Kyle Scott had bean killed earlier that morning. They had wanted to know what had killed him and about what time he had died at. She sighed life was hard at this time. What with the attacks of the werewolves it was hard to keep straight who was a were and who wasn't any more. She was nearly to her office when she heard someone inhale deeply. Rosa lifted her eyes from the papers for a fraction of a second and looked down at the custodian. "Yes? can I help you?" She looked up and down the hall hoping to make sure none of the others where there yet. "Please make it quick I am in a bit of a hurry." She let out a sigh and glared down at the custodian waiting for him to tell her what was wrong. If he didn't want anything she would be very upset. She was a busy woman and didn't have time to stop and chit chat. A doctors life didn't stop for no one but the patients.

[Bram Busby]

The reply was more obnoxious than the footprints itself. All innocent as if he was just some bloody looney who randomly glared at people for their existance alone. "Can I help you" he repeated in a mocking tone, immitating her high pitched voice. "OF COURSE you could help me" he spat bitterly at her. "Explain to me how a person in your position cant even do a simple thing like wiping their feet before entering the building. What? Did you think the mat was just there for decoration? Did your puny brain not piece that together or were you just trying to piss me off. Really, I'd love to know" he asserted bitterly.

He pulled himself out of his squated position and started to walk toward her. "Poor thing. Was I holding up your time? Cause here I was just twiddling my thumbs idly just plotting more ways to disturb the people around me. It's not like I have anything better to do." his voice oozed with sarcasm, his eyes read nothing but pure contempt. He wasn't in the mood to deal with these stuck up healers. The whole lot of them thought they were above and beyond everyone else just because they had a little bit more schooling. Thought they could do whatever they pleased as if closing up a wound was such a difficult task. Anyone with a wand and a textbook could do that shit. To Bram, there was no real division between their occupations except their paychecks were just a little bit higher.

[Rosa Eley]

Rosa's left brow arched up and a look of distaste crossed her face. This was a foul man who shouldn't even be working at this place. This place was for the sick and injured. They did not and should not have to put up with this horrid being. "Excuse me?" She did not have time for this her meeting would begin in a half hour. "Your a custodian it is your job to clean. If you do not like it get a different job. No one is forcing you to work here you foul little man. I shall be reporting you to you boss. You have no right to speak to me let alone anyone else here who is in a much higher position than yourself."As he stood up she wanted to smack that look up his face. She would love to see him be fired from this place. But that would have to wait for another time. She was going to run late if she hung around here much to long. "As a matter of fact you are. You may not care but i have a very important meeting I must get to. Why don't you get back to you job of cleaning." She looked up at down the halls and frowned. "Not like your any good at it." The halls where filthy. There was a little blood splatter that way. And her muddy footprints. Though that was not his fault. There where also tiny little beads that looked like it came from a stuffed animal that got ripped. "You should get to work before you boss comes along and see what a horrid job you are doing."

[Bram Busby]

Tch. Slimey git. He could sense the air of pompousness begining to waft from her direction. From that slight scowl to the arched eyebrow. He knew what was coming, and he was more than prepared to handle it. "Oh is that right? So because you're a healer, does that mean I should purposely injure people around me so you could do YOUR job?" He ignored her threats, they were futile. The most he ever received was a lecture about ways to handle a situation. They would be FOOLS to fire such an asset to the establishment. He was one in a million and the boss was damn sure aware of that. Still.. he made a mental note to bring the bossman up a coffee later in the day. There was nothing a cup of coffee couldn't fix.

"No thanks to your patients" he hissed. Filthy bastards they were. "Though I can see where they learn their filthy behavior from" he added with an arch of his own eyebrow.. which didn't come quite as successfully as the womans but it was enough to drive his point across.

[Rosa Eley]

Rosa sighed this man if he could be called that. She wouldn't be surprised if he was a mudblood. Though she would never call someone that to there face. She thought anyone but purebloods should be on there knees scrubbing the floor just like this man had bean when she came buy him. "Excuse me I do not believe I heard that correctly. And your job is a cleaner things get dirty and that is all your worth doing is cleaning. Not like you could harm anyone you obviously couldn't become anything of importance. If you could have you wouldn't have picked such a filthy job where your on your hands and knees all the time." Like the dog you are. She was growing to hate this man more and more. Her eye arched again as her watch went off saying she had twenty minutes to get to her office before the meeting started. I"m going to be late now.." She came close to calling him what she believed he was a filthy mudblood.

Rosa had turned to walk away but stopped when he heard him speak yet again. When is he going to learn to shut up and show respect to those higher than him. Turning around she had a sneer on her face that showed pure hatred for him. "Oh and you expect the dying or injured to hold there blood in so they do not drip all over your filthy floor? Think again the people who come in here sick, injured or dying have a much higher status than you will ever have let alone can possibly wish for."

[Bram Busby]

"Oh. I didnt realize my job was to clean up after ignorant fools who dont even pay the least amout of decency or respect for the things around them." People who couldn't look past job status were morons. The whole lot of 'em. A world without custodians was a doomed world filled with disease and disgust. It was already evident by each persons lack of care for cleanliness. Their laziness attributed to half the diseases in the world. "Didn't your mum ever teach you to treat things as you would your own, or was your spoiled ass too busy making messes for her to clean?" he wasn't afraid to cross boundaries. He was Bram.

For a second he thought she would continue on her way, scurrying in defeat like the pathetic fool she was, but nooo. Like all spoiled brats, she felt the need to have the last word and pretend like she was a victim in all this ruckus. He was not going to let her have her way so easily. No one messed with HIS floor and got away with it so easily. 'I'd think they'd have the common sense to atleast wipe their feet before entering." He replied snidely. The comment was directed mainly at the bimbo healer who clearly didn't have a brain.

[Rosa Eley]

Rosa began to smile but it wasn't a nice smile. It was a smile that tol the custodian that he better shut the fuck up or else. She took a step towards hi and her free hand reached for her wand. He was really beginning to tick her off. She didn't normally let her anger get the best of her but this man no this thing was getting on her last nerve. "Bram Busby listen up and listen good." She pointed her wand at him but didn't use it. "I am going to say this only once you Anal retentive Jewish puppy fornicator. I have had it up to here with you and I will take not one more word from your filthy mouth you stupid mudblood. I may have messed up your disgusting floor but when people are hurt or dying I could give a damn about your stupid floors. A young man was attacked by a werewolf a couple nights and nearly died. If it hadn't bean for me and the teacher who found him. he would be dead. I have a meeting in.."Rosa looked to her watch and grumbled angrily. "Ten minutes now you have taken up to much of my time you Snot nosed pig. Now if you will excuse me I have to run. Ir you mess with me again you will see the end of my wand."

[Bram Busby]

"tsktstsk" he tutted. He looked at the wand pointed at him with amusement. "Quite the nasty language you've got there. Now im sure your patients nor your boss would fancy hearing the healer in charge of them is prejudiced against muggleborns eh?" he scoffed, smirking at her pissed off face. She was more than a moron if she believed she could get away with her actions so easily. The fact that the hospital was filled with guards and eyewitnesses never crosed her mind. Imbecile.. "But whats more, im sure they wouldn't appreciate the fact that you're blatantly attacking me because of my blood status. You wouldn't want to be accused of being apart of a certain group now would you?" he questioned her threateningly. Even with the werewolf threat arising, people still had a mutal feeling of hatred towards Death Eaters, and it wouldn't be hard to land her as a suspect at this rate. Being suspected of being in such a group still had many downfalls. Her job could be on the line, along with her relations to the rest of the community.

"You're going to attack me? Dont make me laugh." he spat bitterly "It would be easy for me to ruin the life that you think so highly of." Bram was a good actor, he could easily portray a part to attribute to her demise. It was neccessary for her to know that. "Now then, if you're smarter than you look, you'll be on your way to that appointment of yours". He made a shooing motion with his hand at her. She didn't threaten him in the least. The only person he could find himself fearing was his master himself and noone else.

[Rosa Eley]

Rosa put the wand away and sighed. No matter how annoying this man was she would not risk her job. She definitely want to be considered to be a death eater. She would never be seen with those creeps. "And nor would your boss either of them fancy hearing you harassed a woman let alone a woman of higher standards. "I may be a little prejudice against.....muggle borns but I would never harm the patients. I am a doctor i heal not injure. You are different. Your just annoying and irritating. I am surprised Vincent put's up with you. And I wonder why you work for him what is it you provide him that makes you so important." She had seen Bram with Vincent more than once and knew he worked for him. But why she did not know. "And for your information I would never be seen with those creepy death eaters. Now like you said I must hurry." She turned and quickly left"

[Bram Busby]

Ahhh the sound of defeat. Bram grinned with satisfaction. The defeat of a conceited prick always did bring a smile to his face, especially when they insisted the battle ended in some what of a truce, when it was far from reality. "What the hell are you blabbering about. I dont work for him. We're just" he paused for a moment, if Vincent would have heard the next few words escape his mouth, he might have been pissed. But since he wasn't around.... "He's my mate. What? Did it not occur to you that I might possibly have friends? Tch. What an arrogant wench you are" he sucked his teeth.

Her added note on death eaters could have made him laugh. As if he cared what her affiliations her. "Im sure" he nodded "Go on head, stomp your dirty ass feet some more around my Hospital." he mumbled, pulling out his own wand he started to tap it against the floor to remove the current prints. She too was hogging up his time. Time that could have been spent in the tea room.