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sweetpinkpixie · 08-02-2014, 12:53 PM

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Originally Posted by Hera

There was no stopping her once she got started, and she was very much that... started. After stalking through level two and ignoring any and all voices that called behind her, Emily pushed her way to the front of the queue for the lift and helped herself to the space when it opened. Normally she would opt for the stairs, which gave her breathing room and time to think as she walked, but right now she enjoyed fantasising about wrapping her hands around Cresswell's throat. She wanted answers, and she would get them by any means necessary... if he didn't oblige her.

Of course, her exterior did not match her internal thoughts and struggles, she wore her unusually calm facade. But as calm as she appeared to be, standing with purpose and focusing intently on the closing doors, her eyes were sharper than ever. Her fist unclenched now, Emily smoothed out the blasted letter and folded it into her pocket. Ridiculous.

The dramatic storming out of his office and thumping through the waiting area to level 3 had actually helped burn off some of his annoyance. Not all of it, but some. He could really go for yanking some fangs out of Biting Toadstool right about now. Or twisting off some caps. Better yet...de-gnoming a garden. Nothing like seeing those pest go flying off into the distance all dizzy-like.

Tapping his food against the ground as he waited for the elevator to arrive, he grumbled as the doors parted and he quickly stepped inside without looking at who else was inside. "Bloody honking daffodils."

Maybe he should get his Obliviators on Cresswell. Make him forget he ever agreed to this. On the Mungo's people too. Give them new memories that they needed to relocate to Antarctica to do health inspections on penguins or something.

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