 *randomly tagged* | Norbert(a) | The Wandmaker (tm)
It seemed only hours ago that Airey went nuts and ran out of the Death Chamber screaming about something in something that was not English or German. Which meant that Adam had not understood it. He had left finding Jane up to David and instead had transversed Level 9 spreading the news that the department needed to be put on lock-down-high-alert. The one person he hadn't found, was Laurel.
Which concerned him, especially considering that he had not seen Dr. Nykto since the Gala. So, despite his visual impairment, Adam had gone off in search of his work wife friend. He'd searched the usual places and then for some reason felt the pull to Level 1. It was only as the smell got stronger that he realized it was smoke that had lead him here.
FIRE!
Fire was everywhere. "Was ist das?!" He hesitated just a moment. Fire was something he was intimately familiar with. Small burns (and larger ones) speckled part of his body like freckles. After all, potions and fires went together like flowers and rain. You can't have without the other and he'd dealt with his fair share of explosions and fires in his day. But this? This was a BIG fire and he had no idea what caused it.
And then he realized that Laurel was in the room. (He's not slow folks, just blind-ish.) "Laurel!" he called pointing his wand at his face casting a bubble head charm. "Vhere can I help?" As he asked he pointed his wand and started using the extinguishing charm on the nearest flames.
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