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nicole black · 08-22-2018, 05:10 PM

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Originally Posted by Felixir

Mister Upstead. Merlin, that did sound weird. Jake quirked an eyebrow, as he waved his wand at his personal cafetiere that he kept in the kitchenette, lifting the protective enchantments from it - okay, maybe a few years on the job had made him plenty paranoid. He glanced over at Axel as he started making up a batch of proper coffee; he'd never much liked that K-cup stuff.

"Working hard, I hope," he commented, trying to make it obvious that he was being fake-stern. Jake may have been technically above Axel in rank, but he wasn't his boss or anything, and he certainly wasn't his father. The kid - ... err... man - could look after himself, and hopefully felt somewhat at ease around him in the work environment. He leaned on the counted and turned to look at Axel while he waited for his coffee to brew. "How's the job been treating you?"

Jake was the uncle you wanted. Funny, understanding, with a cool job and house full of warmth, food and lately- a strange girl and her baby. He was good at keeping secrets, and good for advice but not so good at imposing authority- Jake needn't worry about his nephew feeling comfortable around him in their new, shared work environment, because if anything it was the opposite.

"Courseeeee." Axel purred out, abandoning his k-cup coffee and staring longingly at his uncle's nicer setup. He was making Axel a cup too, right? right? it was only polite and they were blood. The German born boy- for he was still, very much a boy, leaned with his elbows flat against the cool surface of countertop and watched the cafetiere as steam rose. "They've got me doing paper work, it's like they don't even know who I am." he said, rolling his dark brown eyes up to high heaven. He was from durmstrang, he'd been on the combat team (secondary but still) and he was an Upstead and that meant something or at least it should have.

08-22-2018, 05:10 PM	#23 (permalink)
nicole black Mooncalf Join Date: Mar 2004 Location: 'clever joke here' Posts: 7,175 Hogwarts RPG Name: Desdemona Minerva Evans #6082B6 Ravenclaw Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: TBD Ravenclaw First Year x8	you wanna fite? \| 💚 nickleback 💚 \| Uh, anyway. Quote: Originally Posted by Felixir Mister Upstead. Merlin, that did sound weird. Jake quirked an eyebrow, as he waved his wand at his personal cafetiere that he kept in the kitchenette, lifting the protective enchantments from it - okay, maybe a few years on the job had made him plenty paranoid. He glanced over at Axel as he started making up a batch of proper coffee; he'd never much liked that K-cup stuff. "Working hard, I hope," he commented, trying to make it obvious that he was being fake-stern. Jake may have been technically above Axel in rank, but he wasn't his boss or anything, and he certainly wasn't his father. The kid - ... err... man - could look after himself, and hopefully felt somewhat at ease around him in the work environment. He leaned on the counted and turned to look at Axel while he waited for his coffee to brew. "How's the job been treating you?" Jake was the uncle you wanted. Funny, understanding, with a cool job and house full of warmth, food and lately- a strange girl and her baby. He was good at keeping secrets, and good for advice but not so good at imposing authority- Jake needn't worry about his nephew feeling comfortable around him in their new, shared work environment, because if anything it was the opposite. "Courseeeee." Axel purred out, abandoning his k-cup coffee and staring longingly at his uncle's nicer setup. He was making Axel a cup too, right? right? it was only polite and they were blood. The German born boy- for he was still, very much a boy, leaned with his elbows flat against the cool surface of countertop and watched the cafetiere as steam rose. "They've got me doing paper work, it's like they don't even know who I am." he said, rolling his dark brown eyes up to high heaven. He was from durmstrang, he'd been on the combat team (secondary but still) and he was an Upstead and that meant something or at least it should have. __________________ the moon: feminine, intuitive, inner strength, innocence