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Krel Ansell · 03-19-2021, 07:47 PM

Text Cut: Lucille

It was really starting to get tiresome. And by that he meant the tone people were taking with him. He could only guess it was because of blood status on is name tag. How those who were muggle-born were handling this with any semblance of saniety was beyond him. It took all he had to fight the urge to snap back at the lady. Perhaps she was just having a bad day. Because not everyone was drinking the Kool-Aid here. Right?

Funny, usually Conley was the paranoid one and now he was busy trying to justify people’s actions. He slipped the rolled up piece of parchment into his inner jacket pocket as he fixed one of his more chipper smiles to his face. ”Afternoon,” he replied, in chipper manner as if he hadn’t heard the tone. ”Busy day?” Might as well ask and get this over with right? If she was going to snub him for his nametag, then so be it. She could be on her way and he could go on his.

Oh how he longed for the days people when people didn’t realize who he was.

03-19-2021, 07:47 PM	#21 (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	'tis all good! ^_^ randomly tagged \| Norbert(a) \| The Wandmaker (tm) Text Cut: Lucille Quote: Originally Posted by Ginevra Lucille needed to keep her mind right to prevent putting herself in too much danger so she had exited the greenhouse on level four and was collecting her thoughts in the corridor. It was unusual on her part but for some reason, her "Only Purebloods are superior" way of thinking wasn't sitting entirely right. That had to be rectified but how? Inhaling a breath in, Lucille spotted Conley. "Hello," she greeted him rather cooly. After all, he was of mixed blood hence her tone. It was really starting to get tiresome. And by that he meant the tone people were taking with him. He could only guess it was because of blood status on is name tag. How those who were muggle-born were handling this with any semblance of saniety was beyond him. It took all he had to fight the urge to snap back at the lady. Perhaps she was just having a bad day. Because not everyone was drinking the Kool-Aid here. Right? Funny, usually Conley was the paranoid one and now he was busy trying to justify people’s actions. He slipped the rolled up piece of parchment into his inner jacket pocket as he fixed one of his more chipper smiles to his face. ”Afternoon,” he replied, in chipper manner as if he hadn’t heard the tone. ”Busy day?” Might as well ask and get this over with right? If she was going to snub him for his nametag, then so be it. She could be on her way and he could go on his. Oh how he longed for the days people when people didn’t realize who he was. __________________