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sweetpinkpixie · 05-17-2021, 08:47 AM

"Thank you, my boy. With any luck I will be back in office by the new year," he smiled with a pleasant hum as his hands massaged his aching knees for a few moments. If he could have it his way, he would be back in his office at the Ministry right now. And that was not as a poor reflection on anyone else, simply his desire to resume working for his people and rebuilding what had been lost. Some nights he lay away lamenting how he was incapable of returning to his post while Trentulla was returning to Hogwarts and his post. He supposed that had to do with there being a plump generation gap between the two men, but it still left Charles feeling...inferior. Inferior and, ironically, with those same insecurities Kaiser was harboring.

How alike they were.

The prospect of a visiting Elio brightening the twinkle to Charles' eyes, he reached for his mug once again and took several luxurious sips of his tea and then dipped a biscuit into it to soak up the tea just to the point before it would crumble. Having just popped the soggy delight into his mouth, it was a wonder that Charles did not choke as Kaiser spoke.

"My bo-ho-ho-ho-oy," Charles hacked as he took another healthy sip of his tea to wash down the biscuit. "How can you possibly blame yourself for any that has happened?" The sentiments that Charles was not to blame were heartwarming, but hard for Charles to stomach when he knew how misguided Kaiser was in his projections and finger pointing. "No, no Kaiser. You are not to blame for these trespassings. In fact it is quite the contrary. Were it not for your actions in my office that day...I would dare venture to say that I would not be where I am now. They would of kept me as their pawn until I became disposable. Kaiser, my boy..." And Charles was reaching over to lay a fatherly hand on his personal assistant's shoulder and attempted to maintain a certain kind of tender intimacy with his gaze. "...you saved me."

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sweetpinkpixie SSRPG Admin Gladrags Mod Quibbler Mod Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Sea Serpent Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 41,492 Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: CJ Miller Gryffindor Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Jae-hyuk Anouilh Slytherin Seventh Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Victor García Massey Ollivanders x12 x12	astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf "Thank you, my boy. With any luck I will be back in office by the new year," he smiled with a pleasant hum as his hands massaged his aching knees for a few moments. If he could have it his way, he would be back in his office at the Ministry right now. And that was not as a poor reflection on anyone else, simply his desire to resume working for his people and rebuilding what had been lost. Some nights he lay away lamenting how he was incapable of returning to his post while Trentulla was returning to Hogwarts and his post. He supposed that had to do with there being a plump generation gap between the two men, but it still left Charles feeling...inferior. Inferior and, ironically, with those same insecurities Kaiser was harboring. How alike they were. The prospect of a visiting Elio brightening the twinkle to Charles' eyes, he reached for his mug once again and took several luxurious sips of his tea and then dipped a biscuit into it to soak up the tea just to the point before it would crumble. Having just popped the soggy delight into his mouth, it was a wonder that Charles did not choke as Kaiser spoke. "My bo-ho-ho-ho-oy," Charles hacked as he took another healthy sip of his tea to wash down the biscuit. "How can you possibly blame yourself for any that has happened?" The sentiments that Charles was not to blame were heartwarming, but hard for Charles to stomach when he knew how misguided Kaiser was in his projections and finger pointing. "No, no Kaiser. You are not to blame for these trespassings. In fact it is quite the contrary. Were it not for your actions in my office that day...I would dare venture to say that I would not be where I am now. They would of kept me as their pawn until I became disposable. Kaiser, my boy..." And Charles was reaching over to lay a fatherly hand on his personal assistant's shoulder and attempted to maintain a certain kind of tender intimacy with his gaze. "*...you saved* me.**" __________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back......................................... But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like