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Tazenhani · 03-09-2015, 03:35 AM

SPOILER!!: Well well well, Mr. Bennett

No chizpurfles. No mice. No rats. Not even any alligators.

But there was a scuttle. A very distinctive claws-on-stone scuttle, moving fast and headed directly in Simon's direction. Should the man happen to look down, he might notice a tiny dragon, no bigger than the palm of his hand, scampering rapidly towards him with black, beady eyes focused intently on his trouser leg. Black scales would seem to ripple with blue and green in the light from his wand as it's tail trails along behind it like an additional snake. Wings would be seen to be pressed against it's tiny back, and there could be no mistake as to what its intentions are.

If Simon however, happened to look up, he would see a rather confused and perturbed Sabel wandering much slower down the hall towards him, pausing to check nooks and crannies. All the while rubbing the back of his neck and muttering something about loosing marbles.

03-09-2015, 03:35 AM	#41 (permalink)
Tazenhani DMLE & DoM Doxy Join Date: Oct 2009 Posts: 6,150 Hogwarts RPG Name: Amur Neverwinter Fourth Year	~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~ SPOILER!!: Well well well, Mr. Bennett Quote: Originally Posted by Holmesian Feline He was making his way through the lowest levels of the Ministry this week. A start off with Jasper's department had been the cards and seemed alright. Now Simon was heading up, walking quietly along through the bowels of the dark stone walls. As always he was alert to his surrounds and others, giving a polite nod or the occasional greeting to those he passed along the way should they have greeted him first. But eventually he was alone. It wasn't hard to tell why as he made his way through some of the less friendly portions of the building. But it was still the Ministry and as such, still some place to look after. Who knew at times, it could easily be a place that the less then behaving members of staff might be hiding out in favor of the less crazy location it presented. "Lumos," Simon cast, adding a bit of light to the area that almost reminded him of the abandoned subway tunnels the MLE had had to work in a few years back due to the chizpurfle infestation. Shiver...there better not be any of those creatures still around. Or mutants. No chizpurfles. No mice. No rats. Not even any alligators. But there was a scuttle. A very distinctive claws-on-stone scuttle, moving fast and headed directly in Simon's direction. Should the man happen to look down, he might notice a tiny dragon, no bigger than the palm of his hand, scampering rapidly towards him with black, beady eyes focused intently on his trouser leg. Black scales would seem to ripple with blue and green in the light from his wand as it's tail trails along behind it like an additional snake. Wings would be seen to be pressed against it's tiny back, and there could be no mistake as to what its intentions are. If Simon however, happened to look up, he would see a rather confused and perturbed Sabel wandering much slower down the hall towards him, pausing to check nooks and crannies. All the while rubbing the back of his neck and muttering something about loosing marbles. __________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________ I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________ _______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy.