 *randomly tagged* | Norbert(a) | The Wandmaker (tm)
Reinforcements arrived in the form of a young man who he vaguely recognized as someone in DIMC. Good. He could deal with the ambassador; hopefully. Hugo knew enough to know that anything international should be handled with care. He wasn’t that tactful. As was evidenced by how he was currently trying to handle the DoM head. Had he been a parent, perhaps he would have known that yelling was never the best course of action to get someone who was nutz in hysterics to listen. Still, he needed to be heard about the noise right? "Mr. Flamsteed," he said loudly, choosing to ignore the squabbling of the other two men over helping or not helping. One of them had just better be writing down wherever these two nutters were caterwauling about.
The screeching of the two adults was starting to draw attention and while Hugo was sure that was the point of this escapade, it didn’t mean it had to get out of hand. Especially since his security team seemed to be MIA. ”Mr…. FLAM-steed!” His voice quieted just a little on the ‘steed’ part since it seemed the DIMC employee had somehow managed to get the Ambassador out of the water. ”If you are quite done, I think I could use your help with some pressing matters….” Those matters being to take him promptly to St. Mungo’s. It probably wouldn't be a bad idea to take Ambassador Connolly too, if the DIMC employee could get her there. Flamsteed had a reputation for being on the eccentric side, but this was a little beyond that. Clearly both employees were under the influence of something. ”Mr….?” Hugo looked over to Jordan. ”When you’ve gotten that down, please take it directly to Saul Primeaux in the Inspector offices. Oh, a copy should go with Mr. Hardbone over there.” He’d taken a guess on the DIMC’s employee’s name - completely aware he’d likely gotten it wrong. Still, whatever his name was, he could get a copy of the information to Singh-Phora. Singh-Phora was supposed to be fairly good with riddles after all. He took a step towards the fountain and offered up a hand to help the DoM head out of the fountain. ”Mr. Flamsteed, surely we can find you some cleaner water to - croon in.”
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Last edited by Krel Ansell; 08-17-2022 at 05:00 PM.
Reason: Spelling error and clarifying my last sentence
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