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Originally Posted by
Berty Borr
"Careful with the edges, son. When you're on your feet as much as the MINISTER you can't afford to have an ingrown nail or an infection. The WHOLE MINISTRY would collapse if I were off my feet!" Lord Borr laughed, his whole belly shaking in earthquake waves.
He watched with a critical eye at Armen's progress. As Lord Borr had known he would be, the Transportation Head had a gentle hand with the very busy and very important foot of the Minister.
The Minister laughed AGAIN at the unending patience of Armen with those leeches in MLE. "I hope you weren't soft with them! They NEED a firm hand! How many failed? Don't give them ANY breaks or they'll never learn! Even with a teacher like YOU!" Lord Borr chuckled and laughed, loosening up some gas from within.
"Absolutely sir." Armen was sure to get all the way in the corners of Borr's toes and get the outer extremities of the nail in a clean cut. He was now about ready to finished the first toe. Success--sort of.
Recard chuckled quietly too as the Minister began to shake like oh too many bowls full of jelly. If only the other Department Heads were as lucky as he was at this moment.
Siiiigh.
Being pulled from his awkwardly pleasant day dream of the other's mixed reactions of jealousy and shared disgust, Recard was being asked more specifically about the lesson.
"Oh I wasn't too easy on them, that was for sure. Although they were obviously not thrilled to be there." he smirked.
"Obviously no one particularly likes to be called out on their obtuse blunders but those really supportive to you and our Ministry's cause would understand."
He wished some of them had failed already but he hadn't owled them their wirrten exams yet, and no one had taken their practical as of today.
"Actually no one's failed yet, although some have been marked for close attention when the testing does come along." he was talking about Damien, Emily, and Isobel.
"After this meeting I am going to be owling them their written exams and then having those graded and in the meantime will be beginning the practicals in just a few days." TICK!
The sound coming from the toe-nail being cut had been blocked out for the most part that Armen had sort of been used to it after the many attempts at the first nail, that this particular time seemed to be no different. But it was--
The nail that was on Lord Borr's white, sweaty toe flew through the air from his foot and poked Armen right in his eye. Blinking furiously Armen endured the pain....like a good Ministry employee.