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Krel Ansell · 10-19-2020, 05:32 PM

Text Cut: Laurel

Adam was busy pulling a little on the end of his black hair. ”Nein,” he said shaking his head. Spending his first day back from the winter holidays in the dusty supply closet was not how he had imagined his day. ”Ahh…hooo,” The pen actually jotted down his sneeze. {“Oh for the love of Albertus Magnus…}” scratch…scratch went the pen still recording his words. He waved his wand at the pen. As if the problems with the ingredient inventory list weren’t bad enough, the pen was driving him crazy. ”Finite Incantatem.” The pen fell to the floor in a small clatter where Adam left it. In fact, the way he was feeling about it right now, it might stay there forever. He took a deep breath and then, shoving his ~~horrible~~ glasses back up his nose, turned to look at Laurel. ” Airey asked fur anozzer infentory chart.”He picked up one of the bottles of pickled doxy eggs, gave it a shake and then put it back on the shelf. ” Eizzer, someone is vorking on somezzing I know no about, or zere is a problem ze supply cupboard.”

The funny thing was, he had just done an inventory of their supplies a few months ago and hadn’t noticed a major depletion of any of the ingredients. So why was there a discrepancy now? He wondered for a moment if he should even be telling Laurel about this. Might it get him in trouble? No, the woman was good at keeping a secret, had to be in their line of work. Right? He put another bottle of something that looked like it might still be moving away on the shelf. Only the bottle never made it on the shelf, because he turned back to Laurel. Why was she in the Love Chamber? She never came here. Plus, hadn’t she been on maternity leave? He specifically remembered her being out for baby-leave because he had had to go home and ask Zita to explain what Laurel had meant by being in a ‘blessed conditition.’ He turned towards her, still holding the bottle of moving things. ”Vhen did you get back?”

10-19-2020, 05:32 PM	#19 (permalink)
Krel Ansell DMLE & DIMC Mooncalf Join Date: Jul 2003 Location: Drowning in files Posts: 7,069 Ministry RPG Name: Conley Singh-Phora International Cooperation Ministry RPG Name: Hugo I. Bumble Law Enforcement x1	randomly tagged \| Norbert(a) \| The Wandmaker (tm) Text Cut: Laurel Quote: Originally Posted by Nordic Witch "Lager," Laurel heard Adam’s faint voice saying from somewhere. Assuming that he probably meant that he was in the storage room since he wasn’t in sight, she continued her careful navigation forward, toward the back of the chamber. As she stopped in front of the open door to the storage, Laurel let out a grateful sigh. She had made it around all the bubbling cauldrons and other peculiar lab inventions without getting hurt and it was a big relief. She didn’t want to tell Aaron that she had gotten a cauldron burn after just an hour at work. Turning her attention to Adam’s figure standing near the wall with stuff strewn all around him and muttering to himself in German she waited for the right moment to interject, but doubting it’d come soon Laurel called out again. "Adam, is everything all right?" Gesturing to the floor she asked "Why are all these wares strewn about?" Adam was busy pulling a little on the end of his black hair. ”Nein,” he said shaking his head. Spending his first day back from the winter holidays in the dusty supply closet was not how he had imagined his day. ”Ahh…hooo,” The pen actually jotted down his sneeze. {“Oh for the love of Albertus Magnus…}” scratch…scratch went the pen still recording his words. He waved his wand at the pen. As if the problems with the ingredient inventory list weren’t bad enough, the pen was driving him crazy. ”Finite Incantatem.” The pen fell to the floor in a small clatter where Adam left it. In fact, the way he was feeling about it right now, it might stay there forever. He took a deep breath and then, shoving his ~~horrible~~ glasses back up his nose, turned to look at Laurel. ” Airey asked fur anozzer infentory chart.”He picked up one of the bottles of pickled doxy eggs, gave it a shake and then put it back on the shelf. ” Eizzer, someone is vorking on somezzing I know no about, or zere is a problem ze supply cupboard.” The funny thing was, he had just done an inventory of their supplies a few months ago and hadn’t noticed a major depletion of any of the ingredients. So why was there a discrepancy now? He wondered for a moment if he should even be telling Laurel about this. Might it get him in trouble? No, the woman was good at keeping a secret, had to be in their line of work. Right? He put another bottle of something that looked like it might still be moving away on the shelf. Only the bottle never made it on the shelf, because he turned back to Laurel. Why was she in the Love Chamber? She never came here. Plus, hadn’t she been on maternity leave? He specifically remembered her being out for baby-leave because he had had to go home and ask Zita to explain what Laurel had meant by being in a ‘blessed conditition.’ He turned towards her, still holding the bottle of moving things. ”Vhen did you get back?” __________________