 <3 A Poop * k8 *
Ember had been going about her USUAL workday--you know, helping people with PESTS and doing PAPERWORK and eating FOOOOOD--when she suddenly heard this HORRRRRIBLE noise from the holding cells---SWEET MERLIN'S POTATOES! Ember had HOPPED up from her workspace and RUSHED here--
Looks like Harmony was already here, and Ember quickly followed suit, grabbing some gloves and slipping them on. She grabbed some goggles, too, and slipped them on. MERLIN Ember couldn't even THINK straight because of this little guy--SHe glanced at the woman who had walked in, too, and just raised an eyebrow--"WHAT?" she asked, hardly able to hear the woman--MERLIN. How was she going to help Harmony if she couldn't even HEAR. She covered her ears with her hands and wondered if Harmony was fluent in SIGN LANGUAGE? Because Ember was--and she would sign and stuff--
She gestured at the cage, though, and shot her boss a questioning look.
__________________ "You can justify anything if you do it poetically enough."
Roman Gellar ● 1st Year ● Slytherin |