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Ethan Mordaunt was a young man who preferred variety. One could say that he'd bore himself out in no time if he'd been given a strict schedule when it came to his tasks. He'd been looking forward to the MLE Training that Gidyun proposed, but it looked like it got postponed for some reason. Wanting to break his current routine back at CMEC, he'd excused himself from his immediate boss and went straight for this meeting. He could bet his university degree that he's got zero in-depth knowledge about Squibs, or even specific movements to support them in the Wizarding Community. It was, quite frankly, enough for the young Ministry personnel to get his gears going and out of the laboratory in no time.
Problem was, he got lost. He went up, down, and sideways using the lift and couldn't for the life of him, find the meeting place. Was it a super secret hideout, or was he just being cocky for not asking directions? The smell of coffee beans draw the young forensic technician into the area and was quite surprised to see a few important looking people in there, including the Minister.
Ooh. Did he walk into something...private? And what was Simon doing here? Ethan quietly made his way inside, got himself a cup of coffee and stood by a man who seemed to be waiting for more people to come in. "Hey. Hi." Grin. "What's going on? Am I...interrupting something?" As much as he wanted to get settled in a cosy looking armchair by the corner, he didn't want to come off as rude by trespassing someone else's meeting, given that he's fairly new in the Ministry.
__________________  "It didn't go quite as planned." | The Underground Studio Translation: I may have caused irreversible damage on a monumental scale. |