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lazykitty · 06-27-2021, 09:05 AM

Text Cut: Scottie & Gabriel

Quote:

Originally Posted by kayquilz

Scottie had kept a low profile.

SO low in fact that he wasn't even sure he would show up to breakfast. And maybe he had shown up very late, looking frazzled at his last minute decision to come, but it seemed he either:

A. Should have stayed away due to the fountain suddenly doing THAT and making his stomach swell with bubbling and near crippling anxiety

or

B. DEFINITELY should have come because of the fountain suddenly doing THAT and he needed to STEP IN because Merlin forbid ANY remaining Alliance stuff continued to happen here at the ministry.

His wand drawn in the direction of the fountain, he looked around for, well, Fletchy.....but he had grown used to not seeing the man around. But it was his first instinct, always. His new instinct, now, was to look for Jake Upstead, his bossman.

He approached the fountain, wondering if the red......was, you know, blood.

Goldy was a vampire, after all.

And Scottie was not daft enough to stick anything iN the fountain.

Quote:

Originally Posted by Waddles

Gabriel smiled when Dottie confirmed that, yes, she was new. It was reassuring to know he had good newbie senses. Especially because how embarrassing would it be if he asked someone if they were new, when in fact they'd been working at the Ministry for years or something? It would be very embarrassing.

He was so glad that wasn't the case.

"Department of Mysteries? That sounds...mysterious," he said. He'd never met someone from that department, what with it being...many many floors away, and also very secretive, or whatever. "I'm not new, no...I'm a...a third year YATI now, up in Magical Law Enforcement." It was surreal to be in his final year of the training program. If all went well, he'd be an Auror by this time next year. He paused, then asked, "What sort of student teaching did you do?"

Suddenly the Minister was speaking, though, and he redirected his attention to the old man. Blah blah, Mr. Upstead was the offial new head, other departments had new heads, okay, okay... he got distracted halfway through the speech by something seriously weird at the new fountain. Sparks? OH MERLIN. He grimaced at the Deathly Hallows shape the water started taking because hadn't they caught everybody yet? Apparently not. And when the water turned red, he pulled out his wand. Was Hollingberry done talking? He was done talking. "Uhhh...excuse me, Dottie, I should try to help," he said to his new acquaintance, before making his way toward the fountain to see if he could help investigate or something.

Sure, there were probably plenty of Real Aurors around, but maybe he could...usher people away? Keep space around the fountain? He glanced around, looking both for Mr. Upstead or even one of the Aurors, to see if there was anybody who could tell him what to do. There was a young guy from his department that he didn't know, and oh good, one of the Aurors. He didn't want to get in the way, but he was two thirds done with his training! Surely he could be useful.

"Can I help... get some of the people away from the fountain? Create a perimeter? Mr. Ronan?" he asked the Auror and other law enforcement folks who'd gathered around the fountain, spreading his arms to indicate how useful he could be.

Mr. Ronan? Under different circumstances, that would've brought an amused smile to his face. But the current circumstances required seriousness, unfortunately. "Yes, please Gabriel. Make sure only MLE get through." Just in case something really bad happened next.

"Ferguson!" Ronan called, spotting the man just standing there with his wand out. "Collect some of this water for testing." He summoned an empty vial (and its cork) and a pair of gloves (dragonhide, he wasn't stupid) and tossed them to Scottie. Think fast!

He wasn't spotting anything else suspicious yet either, but it could only be a matter of time. Hopefully. This soiree had been getting rather boring and he was ready for some action.

06-27-2021, 09:05 AM	#94 (permalink)
lazykitty Ramora Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: Valhalla Posts: 5,663 Hogwarts RPG Name: Kayla Calrissian-Carter Gryffindor First Year x7 x4	just Ronan for now, will be back w/ Whitney later! Dem Carters \| even 🕊🕊 have pride \| \| Expecto PAWtronum 🐈 \| U-NA-GI Text Cut: Scottie & Gabriel Quote: Originally Posted by kayquilz Scottie had kept a low profile. SO low in fact that he wasn't even sure he would show up to breakfast. And maybe he had shown up very late, looking frazzled at his last minute decision to come, but it seemed he either: A. Should have stayed away due to the fountain suddenly doing THAT and making his stomach swell with bubbling and near crippling anxiety or B. DEFINITELY should have come because of the fountain suddenly doing THAT and he needed to STEP IN because Merlin forbid ANY remaining Alliance stuff continued to happen here at the ministry. His wand drawn in the direction of the fountain, he looked around for, well, Fletchy.....but he had grown used to not seeing the man around. But it was his first instinct, always. His new instinct, now, was to look for Jake Upstead, his bossman. He approached the fountain, wondering if the red......was, you know, blood. Goldy was a vampire, after all. And Scottie was not daft enough to stick anything iN the fountain. Quote: Originally Posted by Waddles Gabriel smiled when Dottie confirmed that, yes, she was new. It was reassuring to know he had good newbie senses. Especially because how embarrassing would it be if he asked someone if they were new, when in fact they'd been working at the Ministry for years or something? It would be very embarrassing. He was so glad that wasn't the case. "Department of Mysteries? That sounds...mysterious," he said. He'd never met someone from that department, what with it being...many many floors away, and also very secretive, or whatever. "I'm not new, no...I'm a...a third year YATI now, up in Magical Law Enforcement." It was surreal to be in his final year of the training program. If all went well, he'd be an Auror by this time next year. He paused, then asked, "What sort of student teaching did you do?" Suddenly the Minister was speaking, though, and he redirected his attention to the old man. Blah blah, Mr. Upstead was the offial new head, other departments had new heads, okay, okay... he got distracted halfway through the speech by something seriously weird at the new fountain. Sparks? OH MERLIN. He grimaced at the Deathly Hallows shape the water started taking because hadn't they caught everybody yet? Apparently not. And when the water turned red, he pulled out his wand. Was Hollingberry done talking? He was done talking. "Uhhh...excuse me, Dottie, I should try to help," he said to his new acquaintance, before making his way toward the fountain to see if he could help investigate or something. Sure, there were probably plenty of Real Aurors around, but maybe he could...usher people away? Keep space around the fountain? He glanced around, looking both for Mr. Upstead or even one of the Aurors, to see if there was anybody who could tell him what to do. There was a young guy from his department that he didn't know, and oh good, one of the Aurors. He didn't want to get in the way, but he was two thirds done with his training! Surely he could be useful. "Can I help... get some of the people away from the fountain? Create a perimeter? Mr. Ronan?" he asked the Auror and other law enforcement folks who'd gathered around the fountain, spreading his arms to indicate how useful he could be. Mr. Ronan? Under different circumstances, that would've brought an amused smile to his face. But the current circumstances required seriousness, unfortunately. "Yes, please Gabriel. Make sure only MLE get through." Just in case something really bad happened next. "Ferguson!" Ronan called, spotting the man just standing there with his wand out. "Collect some of this water for testing." He summoned an empty vial (and its cork) and a pair of gloves (dragonhide, he wasn't stupid) and tossed them to Scottie. Think fast! He wasn't spotting anything else suspicious yet either, but it could only be a matter of time. Hopefully. This soiree had been getting rather boring and he was ready for some action. __________________ Days of Potter 2023:___________________________ Which Bertie Botts Flavour Are You? You are Salt!