 ~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~
He was running out of rooms to use as space to well, run through. It was his second round through the ministry, and the game of tag was still on. He had to say, he hadn't entirely expected it to work in distracting the poltiergiest from pelting random workers with paperweights and books, but it had taken and it was working.
So, as long as she wanted to play, he would play, until she was satisfied enough not to start throwning things again; then, maybe they could hold other communication besides grins and laughter. Not that he minded those in the least, in fact, he preferred them, it was just a little difficult to do while trying to catch his breath.
Pushing open the doors to the new Beastry division, Torio spun on the balls of his feet, his red scarf and long black jacket curling around him as he waited for the poltiergiest to come through the door. Out of breath but still grinning from ear to ear, he gave the others in the room a small wave; saying anything required too much valuable air. He had admit though, that this was the most fun he had ever had on the first day of a job.
__________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________
I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________
_______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy. |