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AlwaysSnapesGirl · 03-05-2021, 03:05 AM

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Originally Posted by Waddles

Gabriel wasn't an idiot, he knew something weird was going on at the Ministry. He understood that people were upset, not fully why except maybe...his sister had said something before she left about prejudice about magical blood vs non-magical blood. And he supposed prejudice was bad, in general, when it was about something someone had no control over.

But...he was not really affected, so it was easy to forget about, as long as he didn't look up at those tapestries hanging everywhere on the days when he did actually go into the Ministry.

Days like today. Because he needed to practice ~punching things~ and he didn't have a punching bag in his flat. So here he was, and...oh, one of the Real Aurors was in here? Gabriel hesitated in the doorway of the exercise room, then proceeded in. "Hello," he said quietly, redirecting himself to a stationary bike instead since she was occupying the punching bag.

She was finishing up another set of reps when someone else entered the room. One of last year's newest group of YATI.

"Melo," Penelope said, giving him a nod in greeting. She didn't know him well, but he seemed decent enough from what she could tell last year. 'Course, last year had been far different than this one. Or it had seemed that way, until this year revealed that those people were lurking in the shadows the whole time. And so people who might have seemed decent last year had revealed that they weren't in reality.

Hard to tell if that applied to him yet. He didn't seem to bask in the glory of the so-called "greater good," so either he was good at hiding it, or he actually was decent in her eyes.

Time would tell.

She didn't like this though, doubting her colleagues. Despite the whole constant vigilance and wariness that came with this career, the people in her department were supposed to be people she could trust. Yet another thing to add to her ever growing list of reasons why the new regime was terrible.

With that thought, she got back into another set of reps, cross punching the bag.

03-05-2021, 03:05 AM	#11 (permalink)
AlwaysSnapesGirl St Mungos Mod 4 Privet Drive Mod MO & DMLE Clabbert Join Date: Dec 2009 Location: Narnia Posts: 19,272 Hogwarts RPG Name: Ezra Hensley Gryffindor Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Florence Schultz Slytherin Third Year Ministry RPG Name: Penelope Grimm Law Enforcement Ministry RPG Name: Regina Amstern Minister's Office x7 x1	Baguette \| there is no D in my name \| TRAITORclaw \| Queenie of Narnia Quote: Originally Posted by Waddles Gabriel wasn't an idiot, he knew something weird was going on at the Ministry. He understood that people were upset, not fully why except maybe...his sister had said something before she left about prejudice about magical blood vs non-magical blood. And he supposed prejudice was bad, in general, when it was about something someone had no control over. But...he was not really affected, so it was easy to forget about, as long as he didn't look up at those tapestries hanging everywhere on the days when he did actually go into the Ministry. Days like today. Because he needed to practice ~punching things~ and he didn't have a punching bag in his flat. So here he was, and...oh, one of the Real Aurors was in here? Gabriel hesitated in the doorway of the exercise room, then proceeded in. "Hello," he said quietly, redirecting himself to a stationary bike instead since she was occupying the punching bag. She was finishing up another set of reps when someone else entered the room. One of last year's newest group of YATI. "Melo," Penelope said, giving him a nod in greeting. She didn't know him well, but he seemed decent enough from what she could tell last year. 'Course, last year had been far different than this one. Or it had seemed that way, until this year revealed that those people were lurking in the shadows the whole time. And so people who might have seemed decent last year had revealed that they weren't in reality. Hard to tell if that applied to him yet. He didn't seem to bask in the glory of the so-called "greater good," so either he was good at hiding it, or he actually was decent in her eyes. Time would tell. She didn't like this though, doubting her colleagues. Despite the whole constant vigilance and wariness that came with this career, the people in her department were supposed to be people she could trust. Yet another thing to add to her ever growing list of reasons why the new regime was terrible. With that thought, she got back into another set of reps, cross punching the bag. __________________ if we fall, we will fall together; and when we rise, we will rise together__________________♥♥♥♥ together we are dangerous; together with our differences; together we are bolder, braver, stronger