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The Department of Mysteries was actually even quieter than David had imagined, and he hardly saw his former Astronomy professor, er, Department Head. But he did enjoy the luxury of working at his own pace and with the very few people who worked in his actual chamber. So far, that was.
None of this explains why he was following Luther Holt into the Hall of Prophecy, however. He was curious about what his so-called cousin was up to when he knew full well that the other man was not a Seer. Did he have a prophecy to deliver? Was he acting on personal business on Ministry time? Didn't Luther work in the...
Ah, yes, he overheard him say Love Chamber to the... pregnant? lady? and smirked to himself. Davie was just curious enough to be lingering, or rather, lurking down a row of orbs near the worker pods. Close enough to overhear their conversation, but not so close as to be heard. Or seen. Probably. He was getting a small tickle in his throat, though, that was irritating the heck out of him. He knew if he coughed it out he'd be just fine. But if he coughed, then he'd give away his hiding spot! What to do!
He coughed lightly into his hand. There. All was fine, he could continue to linger here and eavesdrop until he got bored enough to go back to the Death Chamber.
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