 A Poop * k8 *
Oh, it was play time.
Lynley didn't shut the door. She stared at them both for a very long time from her doorway, in a calm, contemplating manner. Tyler Bellaire. Luc Auditore. You both have just made it on Lynley's List.
"No. Get out of my office. Come in here and ask your partner to sit down....when I haven't even properly asked you to come in? It's nasty manners, isn't it?" She said, her face blank, but her brown eyes boring into the two men. "MLE can surely handle it on their own."
She did not want to help them. Not after the rudeness. Lynley was not so compassionate that guilt would work. Well, maybe it would, since werewolves were involved, and she had a soft spot for them recently. She strode past the men towards her jellyfish tank, her hand twitching for her wand, because yes, Lynley Purcell was ticked off. But also holding it together because hello, she was at work and needed to have some resemblance of professionalism.
"You don't need me. I don't want to help. Conversation is over." She said. "And if you don't leave my office soon, I'll call for security. I'm sure Emily Browne would love to hear about that."
Hmph. She'd be having a talk with Emily soon about these two.......rude employees. Granted, Luc hadn't done anything. But he was guilty by association....
"Unless, of course, you both wait outside of my office, like proper gentlemen, knock, and we redo the whole scene in which you two behave like humans and not animals. Then...maybe I'll help you." She smirked as she turned to face them.
__________________ "You can justify anything if you do it poetically enough."
Roman Gellar ● 1st Year ● Slytherin |