11-09-2011, 02:50 PM
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| Blast-Ended Skrewt
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Originally Posted by Jezabel Black Lights walked out of the Ministry to check on the picket line. Even though she wasn't allowed to join in, she still wanted to know what was going on. She spotted Gabriel watching the protest, and walked up to him. "Hello," she said with slightly less cheer than normal. Because seriously, even optimistic Lights could tell that if the protesters stormed the Ministry it wouldn't end well. "Um, shouldn't we warn them not to go inside?" she asked hesitantly. "To save the unpleasantness of arrests?" Merlin forbid it should come to that. Gabriel knew that patrols were nearing their end for the time being, so it wasn't much of a surprise when he heard the voice of Lights addressing him. He turned his head and gave her a nod of greeting, before looking back at the crowd outside. "They seem to be taking any warnings, and guidance as an attack at the moment, from what I hear in the office. Especially Mrs Latorta," Gabe nodded in the direction of the old lady shouting near the front. "She isn't listening to reason, so I suspect a warning from us would fall on deaf ears."
But they did need to be prepared in case a storming through the door did happen. Which is why Gabriel slipped his wand slowly out of it's holster - holding it close by his side so it wasn't very visible. Just in case. Quote:
Originally Posted by sevensnared Dean arrived just in time when the Head of International Cooperation Department exclaimed. Merlin's hat! That doesn't sound too good! The assigned patrol officer looked around in case if the security division had taken their own steps. As he looked around, his eyes caught sight of a man whom he was sure he saw before. Wasn't that Vartann, the Head of Security? Brilliant! He could use some help.
Dean walked towards the man who was staring at the crowd. Then, he tapped the other man's shoulder. "Mr. Vartann?" he asked for confirmation, but knew it was Vartann. "Dean Benson from MLES. Wes sent me to keep an eye on them," he glared at those dunderheads holding signs against Borr. Honestly, how thick could they get? It's not what he expected from a department head. They're just feeding coals into the fire! But he was using it sooner than he thought.
Feeling the tap on his shoulder, Gabe spun round, wand pointed at the nose of the man behind him. "Never," he began, softening when he heard who it was, "sneak up on a person like that, Dean. Especially an old timer in MLE. It could end very badly for you." Luckily he'd refrained from actually doing anything, so the man's nose was safe. Putting his arm down, Gabriel sighed and nodded. "Yes, I am Mr Vartann, but please just call me Gabriel. And it's good that you're here, they seem to be getting - louder."
He eyed them all again, frowning when he saw the ferocity with which they were all shouting. How they thought it would end well for them was anyone's guess. |
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