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Krel Ansell · 06-26-2019, 03:11 PM

Text Cut: Laurel

Apparently Adam has said the wrong thing. There was a tension in the air that he couldn’t describe. Maybe, he tried to tell himself, Laurel just didn’t understand his accent. ”Zee rock zing,” he said motioning around the room with his hand out trying to clarify. But who knew with Airey? Maybe the man had lost his marbles. He was a strange duck and Adam had seen the man lose it before. He scratched his chin as he remembered Airey chasing him- no- Reil – around the room as he – no – Reil had a rock in his mouth. He highly doubted Laurel had ever seen Airey with a look like that in his eyes.

”Had it really been zat bad?” he asked her simply. ”I vas not zere zo I do not know…” He thought for a moment. If he remembered correctly, Laurel worked with prophecies. He had no clue if she was prophetic though, and wondered perhaps if she was sensitive to things he was not. Adam has spent most of the last year avoiding his boss because of the Reil incident, but perhaps it was time to bite the philosophical bullet and speak with the man. ”Schould ve ask zhe boss?” And be ‘we’ he meant Laurel, since Adam had no idea how to produce a patronus of any sort. He could, however, always send a paper note off. He always kept pen and paper with him and was pretty good at paper airplane charms

Text Cut: Lucien

Blind he might be, but Adam’s hearing had improved greatly in the past two years. He had heard the door open, some footsteps, and had begun turning when the loud SQUEAAAAAK happened. The sound caused Adam to speed up his turn, his support cane swung outward in a large arc. Yes Adam was jumpy. It was nothing personal. If you’d been through what he’d been through in the last couple of years here in the DoM you’d be jumpy too.

”Zho’s zere?” he barked out, slightly brighter than normal blue eyes unseeing as they stared vaguely in Lucien’s direction. He wasn’t about to be taken over again by a strange creature or lose another of his five senses today.

06-26-2019, 03:11 PM	#32 (permalink)
Krel Ansell DMLE & DIMC Mooncalf Join Date: Jul 2003 Location: Drowning in files Posts: 7,069 Ministry RPG Name: Conley Singh-Phora International Cooperation Ministry RPG Name: Hugo I. Bumble Law Enforcement x1	randomly tagged \| Norbert(a) \| The Wandmaker (tm) Text Cut: Laurel [QUOTE=Nordic Witch;12417979]Letting the rock pillow drop to the floor Laurel came to the conclusion that Adam hadn’t been there for their ’exercise’ with the pillows that Airey had arranged to get them off their seats so to speak. She had hoped for some support but it was clear that Adam wasn’t going to provide it. Laurel watched him shuffle close to her as his prodding cane into contact with one of the pillows. Furrowing her brows in mild confusion she repeated with a look over at Adam "He want’s a re-do? Who do you mean? Our boss? I doubt it. Airey won’t risk another golem incident." If he of course hadn’t lost all his marbles over the holidays. The golem Laurel definitely didn’t want to re-see. Apparently Adam has said the wrong thing. There was a tension in the air that he couldn’t describe. Maybe, he tried to tell himself, Laurel just didn’t understand his accent. ”Zee rock zing,” he said motioning around the room with his hand out trying to clarify. But who knew with Airey? Maybe the man had lost his marbles. He was a strange duck and Adam had seen the man lose it before. He scratched his chin as he remembered Airey chasing him- no- Reil – around the room as he – no – Reil had a rock in his mouth. He highly doubted Laurel had ever seen Airey with a look like that in his eyes. ”Had it really been zat bad?” he asked her simply. ”I vas not zere zo I do not know…” He thought for a moment. If he remembered correctly, Laurel worked with prophecies. He had no clue if she was prophetic though, and wondered perhaps if she was sensitive to things he was not. Adam has spent most of the last year avoiding his boss because of the Reil incident, but perhaps it was time to bite the philosophical bullet and speak with the man. ”Schould ve ask zhe boss?” And be ‘we’ he meant Laurel, since Adam had no idea how to produce a patronus of any sort. He could, however, always send a paper note off. He always kept pen and paper with him and was pretty good at paper airplane charms Text Cut: Lucien Quote: Originally Posted by gritandgrace Lucien had been letting his curiosity get the best of him despite his normal ideas of proper protocol and lines of authority. He had been peeking in every room in the Department to see what was behind the doors and what Mysteries were involved as per the name. He’d heard there were some incidents last year and he didn’t quite care for all of that, but he might as well do some research and be informed. When he opened the door to this particular room however there were already a couple of people inside. He hadn’t met everyone yet and certainly hadn’t memorized everyone’s names. He tried to be subtle and back out of the doorway before catching their attention but as he was turning to close the door there was an audible SQUEAAAAAK. Blind he might be, but Adam’s hearing had improved greatly in the past two years. He had heard the door open, some footsteps, and had begun turning when the loud SQUEAAAAAK happened. The sound caused Adam to speed up his turn, his support cane swung outward in a large arc. Yes Adam was jumpy. It was nothing personal. If you’d been through what he’d been through in the last couple of years here in the DoM you’d be jumpy too. ”Zho’s zere?” he barked out, slightly brighter than normal blue eyes unseeing as they stared vaguely in Lucien’s direction. He wasn’t about to be taken over again by a strange creature or lose another of his five senses today. __________________