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Old 03-19-2013, 08:34 AM   #3 (permalink)
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Seventh Year

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Wes was crazy. Dorian still had clear memories of how his former housemate had been in school, but this was even more ridiculous than usual. About all he could hope for was that this was going to be professional and not completely awkward and, well, insane. He already had the sneaking suspicion that he’d somehow had some part in Roxanne having accepted the department transfer, even if he also figured the blonde wouldn’t have turned down a department head position even if the other things hadn’t happened. Namely, the discovery during the investigation in Hogsmeade, and then his relationship with Natasha, which was still very much present. About the only thing he’d been able to be thankful for was that whatever was going to happen wouldn’t be in the A&C offices. That, and he was still hoping they could treat this as merely a matter of DERP and MLE working together on a few last details of the zombie case before dealing with their own separate jobs.

He’d strode onto Level Four rather calmly, though. If anything, he knew how to hide anything going through his head after his years in MLE, let alone dealing with the aftermath of what had brought him to Level Two in the first place. Nothing was going to happen, and there wasn’t anything to be concerned about. Aside from the possibility that the tall CMEC chief supervisor being down on this floor would make people curious, since Aron was the plant guy in his division. Somehow, this had come down to his concern, though, and he still felt that it was entirely just to amuse Wes. He wasn’t going to fold, and as he reached the door, he knocked on it as calmly as he’d entered the level. At the very least, he shouldn’t have to fall eight feet down in order to solve whatever mystery had been signified by the Patronus.
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