 Delyth and Sachin's patronus *randomly tagged* | Norbert(a) | The Wandmaker (tm)
Conley’s foot was tapping impatiently as he stood there trying to see over the heads of people around him. It was taking all of his self-restraint to not cross his arms and scowl in irritation and, if he were honest, fear. The constant state of twitchiness and unease in which Conley had lately found himself was starting to wear on him. In fact, he felt like he was about two days away from developing a facial tick.
He was turning in a slow circle when a young woman stood up. He eyed her suspiciously, biting back snarky words. Yes, he had been loud. The point being that Valentin or Sachin would hear him and step forward. Had it worked? No. Instead he was left standing there looking incompetent.
”Yes, that was sort of the point,” he tried to say as flatly as possible and at a much softer volume. Conley forced himself to take a deep breath. Getting worked up and losing it in the middle of the Atrium would not help him locate his missing fiancé people. He really needed to take Sachin’s advice and take a few days off. Only it didn’t matter. At work, away from work, anytime he stepped outside of his house in Carly Square he felt like he was being watched. In fact, he felt like there was eyes on him even now. Eyes that his fiancé said were just his imagination, but eyes that Conley was 100% convinced were watching him. He rubbed the tense spot between his brows with a fingertip as he tried to think of where the ambassadors could be. Maybe it was time to get Security.
Before Conley make a decision on his next move, a corporeal patronus of a wolf appeared in front of him. A patronus that spoke to him in Sachin’s voice. Conley blinked. He didn’t even know Sachin could produce a corporeal patronus. He was so surprised he almost missed the message about the Ambassadors being stuck in a lift. ”You have got to be kidding me!” he exclaimed. Hadn’t he told Sachin not to use the lifts? He searched his memory. No, no he hadn’t. He ran a hand over his face as the patronus disappeared.
Now that he knew where the ambassadors were, his mind raced with how to get them out the lift. The why of the situation would have to be dealt with later. He glanced around the Atrium, not recognizing a single person. He knew he could only send his patronus one place at a time. His eyes landed on the young lady who had spoken to Conley before. ”You!” If it hadn’t been drilled into him a young age that pointing was rude, he would have been waving his finger in her direction. Instead he was reaching for his willow wand. ”Get Maintenance to the mid-level lifts. I’ll meet you there.” He ordered upon not seeing a visitor’s badge on her person. Conley waved his wand, thinking hard about his favorite memory, which was quite a difficult feat in his current emotional state. ” Expecto Patronum.” Out of the end of his wand burst a large Siberian Husky which raced off to find Sachin and Valentin.
It briefly registered to Conley that the corporeal patronus he produced was way too big for his little stoat, but he didn’t have time to think about that. He turned back to the young lady as the thought came to him that she might not know where maintenance was. ”One floor up, take the first left and then five doors down. Hurry, we don’t need an international scandal out of this.” He wasn’t worried about Sachin’s reaction to being stuck in a lift for Merlin only knew how long. But Ambassador Valentin Roux? He was the type to hold grudges and cause problems. And the UK and France did not need anything else rocking the international cooperation boat right now.
”And take the ]stairs!” he called over his shoulder as he hurried off to see what he could do about the situation.
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