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Krel Ansell · 03-02-2017, 03:19 PM

Adam had attempted to stick to Addison like glue. He hadn’t attended Hogwarts and he certainly didn’t know his way around it. From what an old friend had told him about the place thought, it would have been very easy for him to get lost, or stuck on a moving staircase and then what good would he be. However, Addison had moved remarkable fast for a pregnant woman and he had been hard pressed to rein in his golden retriever-ness and pay attention to where he was going. He guessed her motherly instincts had kicked in upon hearing children were missing...

He had been so far behind, he completely missed the student reappearing out of thin air.

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Originally Posted by Kolyander

It was shortly after that the pregnant women found herself walking through the corridors she had walked years earlier as a student here. Just as she rounded the corridor voices floated towards her and was that the sounds of someone vomiting? Yes, yes it was. She had reached the small group that was already there just in time to catch a glimpse of one of […]
"Please do not clean all of whatever that might be off the boy, I would like a small sample to take with me," she spoke to Paul kindly. "Oh, dear, forgive me. I'm Addison Anders, Head of the Department of Mysteries." She had nearly forgotten to introduce herself. .

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Originally Posted by emjay

But he could hear voices and he scrambled up enough to moved back against the wall, huddling there, his breathing labored as he squinted out the bright light to try to make sense of who was there. Carlton... Rooney.. ? Yes. They were here and they.. they were safe, right? They were all safe now? His eyes tried to focus on who he thought was his head of house before Henry, mentally and physically exhausted, collapsed back against the wall.

“Nein!“ Adam called out as he turned the corner and heard Addison saying something about collecting a sample. Adam didn’t care about the fact that he was yelling at this boss or that he was yelling in German (as he tended to when upset or excited). He was more concerned about her and her baby’s safty. A pregnant woman should NOT touch anything that was out of the ordinary or that she wans’t familiar with. "Don’t you touch it,“ he called to Addison reaching into his robes for one of the many viles he kept on his person (for collecting the odd potion ingreident he might come across). If anyone was going to put themselves in danger, it was Adam. Adam who was signle with nobody but his dad around to worry about him.

Adam took note of the boy huddled on the floor as he hurried up to Addison. He wasn’t exactly sure what she wanted a sample of. “Vhat do you…ah!” he then spotted the boy covered in something slimy. (He purposefully avoided the vomit.)

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Originally Posted by potterobsessionist

His robe was shredded along the side, he was covered in cold membrane, eyes wide open in fear, body trembling and his gaze fixed upon something in the distance. He didn't know the people around him, didn't recognize them and didn't look at them. All he saw was the monster, with its jaw snapping inches away from his face.

Adam pulled what looked like a popsicle stick out of a robe pocket. He squatted down next to the boy. Bottle in one hand, popsicle stick in the other. “May I?” he asked, his German accent heavy and guttural sounding in the halls. There was a reason Adam worked with potions. His bedside manner stunk, he was awkward even with adults, and he was worse with children.

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Krel Ansell Mooncalf Join Date: Jul 2003 Location: Drowning in files Posts: 7,071 x1	MoM Employee randomly tagged \| Norbert(a) \| The Wandmaker (tm) Adam had attempted to stick to Addison like glue. He hadn’t attended Hogwarts and he certainly didn’t know his way around it. From what an old friend had told him about the place thought, it would have been very easy for him to get lost, or stuck on a moving staircase and then what good would he be. However, Addison had moved remarkable fast for a pregnant woman and he had been hard pressed to rein in his golden retriever-ness and pay attention to where he was going. He guessed her motherly instincts had kicked in upon hearing children were missing... He had been so far behind, he completely missed the student reappearing out of thin air. Quote: Originally Posted by Kolyander It was shortly after that the pregnant women found herself walking through the corridors she had walked years earlier as a student here. Just as she rounded the corridor voices floated towards her and was that the sounds of someone vomiting? Yes, yes it was. She had reached the small group that was already there just in time to catch a glimpse of one of […] "Please do not clean all of whatever that might be off the boy, I would like a small sample to take with me," she spoke to Paul kindly. "Oh, dear, forgive me. I'm Addison Anders, Head of the Department of Mysteries." She had nearly forgotten to introduce herself. . Quote: Originally Posted by emjay But he could hear voices and he scrambled up enough to moved back against the wall, huddling there, his breathing labored as he squinted out the bright light to try to make sense of who was there. Carlton... Rooney.. ? Yes. They were here and they.. they were safe, right? They were all safe now? His eyes tried to focus on who he thought was his head of house before Henry, mentally and physically exhausted, collapsed back against the wall. “Nein!“ Adam called out as he turned the corner and heard Addison saying something about collecting a sample. Adam didn’t care about the fact that he was yelling at this boss or that he was yelling in German (as he tended to when upset or excited). He was more concerned about her and her baby’s safty. A pregnant woman should NOT touch anything that was out of the ordinary or that she wans’t familiar with. "Don’t you touch it,“ he called to Addison reaching into his robes for one of the many viles he kept on his person (for collecting the odd potion ingreident he might come across). If anyone was going to put themselves in danger, it was Adam. Adam who was signle with nobody but his dad around to worry about him. Adam took note of the boy huddled on the floor as he hurried up to Addison. He wasn’t exactly sure what she wanted a sample of. “Vhat do you…ah!” he then spotted the boy covered in something slimy. (He purposefully avoided the vomit.) Quote: Originally Posted by potterobsessionist His robe was shredded along the side, he was covered in cold membrane, eyes wide open in fear, body trembling and his gaze fixed upon something in the distance. He didn't know the people around him, didn't recognize them and didn't look at them. All he saw was the monster, with its jaw snapping inches away from his face. Adam pulled what looked like a popsicle stick out of a robe pocket. He squatted down next to the boy. Bottle in one hand, popsicle stick in the other. “May I?” he asked, his German accent heavy and guttural sounding in the halls. There was a reason Adam worked with potions. His bedside manner stunk, he was awkward even with adults, and he was worse with children. __________________ Last edited by Krel Ansell; 03-02-2017 at 03:33 PM. Reason: spelling mistake