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sweetpinkpixie · 08-02-2014, 01:46 PM

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Originally Posted by Hera

She had words, but not in any coherent form as of yet, and she wasn't the type to rehearse, so Emily trusted that they would come when the moment came. Of course, often she didn't need to use her words, and if Cresswell was half as smart as he was supposed to be, he'd figure out the gist of her visit the second he hears her footsteps. Of course, one could only hope.

Taking the smallest of measured steps to make room for someones exit as the lift doors opened again, Emily was conscious of Aron's somewhat flustered entrance. Honking daffodils were a sure-fire sign that he disliked something, bloody honking daffodils could only be worse, and she was willing to bet her paycheck she knew what it was about.

"Health Evals?" she asked, cocking her head slightly in his direction, though her eyes were still trained on the door as they closed again.

Slouching against the back wall, both hands in his jeans' pockets, he thankfully caught Emily out of the corner of his eye before she spoke or else he would have given her the satisfaction of startling him.

"Bingo," he grunted, deciding to kick off the wall so he could stand even with Emily as the elevator began to move once more. "Going to give Cresswell a piece of your mind?" Rhetorical question, because he was positive he already knew what her response would be.

Aron was usually one for a fair fight, so two against one seemed like a bit of a slaughter. Then again, even one on one would have been a verbal slaughter when it came to this particular topic. "Why didn't we receive a notice from the Minister about this? Are they seriously about to invade our work space?" Rubbish. Who gave them the right to make all these demands and not allow the Minister himself to brief his employees. RUBBISH.

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