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Tazenhani · 08-02-2011, 03:38 AM

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Originally Posted by Pinky

Damien nodded his approval at Sabel and then wiped his brow. "Send a patronus to the office and call for Dacs, Isobel, Emily, and... well an open invitation to come on in."

An open invitation?

Sabel glanced up from his kneeling position beside his charge, a frown contorting his features. For a moment he simply watched Damien, drawing his wand up and gradually turning his attention to casting the patronus.

It came without an incantation: silver light streaming forth, rolling and coursing on the faint drafts in the room until an otter could be seen in its light. With a chuckle and a playful squeak, it skittered through the door and down the hallway, its absence turning the room that much more gloomy.

"Is this to be a group interrogation, Sir?" Sabel was surprised at the quietness of his own voice, his eyes remaining on the door where the last stream of light had been. He really didn't want to look at Damien right now, for fear of the answer he might see.

08-02-2011, 03:38 AM	#5 (permalink)
Tazenhani DMLE & DoM Doxy Join Date: Oct 2009 Posts: 6,150 Hogwarts RPG Name: Amur Neverwinter Fourth Year	~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~ Quote: Originally Posted by Pinky Damien nodded his approval at Sabel and then wiped his brow. "Send a patronus to the office and call for Dacs, Isobel, Emily, and... well an open invitation to come on in." An open invitation? Sabel glanced up from his kneeling position beside his charge, a frown contorting his features. For a moment he simply watched Damien, drawing his wand up and gradually turning his attention to casting the patronus. It came without an incantation: silver light streaming forth, rolling and coursing on the faint drafts in the room until an otter could be seen in its light. With a chuckle and a playful squeak, it skittered through the door and down the hallway, its absence turning the room that much more gloomy. "Is this to be a group interrogation, Sir?" Sabel was surprised at the quietness of his own voice, his eyes remaining on the door where the last stream of light had been. He really didn't want to look at Damien right now, for fear of the answer he might see.