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nicole black · 07-12-2019, 03:09 AM

"Yeah." Quentin said, half turning to glance toward Mariana at the witch's all too apt comment. Silence, utter and complete. It sent shivers down the Englishman's spine, the kind that would have made a lesser man run for the hills. He rose from where he'd been kneeling, the knee of his trousers now covered in cold, gritty dirt.

With a nod to Olly, Quentin had not needed to wait for the others to offer up their agreements or grievances, the botanist got straight to work. He pulled one- two- three- and four phials from his cloak pocket and sunk once more to the ground. With a decisive, but careful jab of his wand Quentin sent several pinches of dirt from earth to the first phial until it was full to its very brim. Satisfied, he capped it and began to move on to a location just to the left. "Medina, I'll take this side, you take the right." He assumed he would not have to watch her work, Mariana - from what the young man had gleaned since working alongside her - was clever enough to manage.

"If there's any vegetation still alive.. I suggest we bubble it and take it back to the ministry." He trusted he would not have to explain the reason why. Focused as he was, Quentin did not consider his rank, or his superior's feelings. Certainly, no disrespect was meant toward Olly or the other Division Heads, but was not the time for elaborate pleasantries or red tape.

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nicole black DoM & DERP Mooncalf Join Date: Mar 2004 Location: 'clever joke here' Posts: 7,174 Hogwarts RPG Name: ruari fuller-thompson #FFA3D2 Ravenclaw Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Desdemona M. Evans #6082B6 Ravenclaw First Year Ministry RPG Name: Q. Alvey Ministry RPG Name: Aslan Rose Evans Mysteries x8	you wanna fite? \| 💚 nickleback 💚 \| Uh, anyway. "Yeah." Quentin said, half turning to glance toward Mariana at the witch's all too apt comment. Silence, utter and complete. It sent shivers down the Englishman's spine, the kind that would have made a lesser man run for the hills. He rose from where he'd been kneeling, the knee of his trousers now covered in cold, gritty dirt. With a nod to Olly, Quentin had not needed to wait for the others to offer up their agreements or grievances, the botanist got straight to work. He pulled one- two- three- and four phials from his cloak pocket and sunk once more to the ground. With a decisive, but careful jab of his wand Quentin sent several pinches of dirt from earth to the first phial until it was full to its very brim. Satisfied, he capped it and began to move on to a location just to the left. "Medina, I'll take this side, you take the right." He assumed he would not have to watch her work, Mariana - from what the young man had gleaned since working alongside her - was clever enough to manage. "If there's any vegetation still alive.. I suggest we bubble it and take it back to the ministry." He trusted he would not have to explain the reason why. Focused as he was, Quentin did not consider his rank, or his superior's feelings. Certainly, no disrespect was meant toward Olly or the other Division Heads, but was not the time for elaborate pleasantries or red tape. __________________ the moon: feminine, intuitive, inner strength, innocence