06-28-2010, 08:53 AM
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| Mountain Troll
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Originally Posted by Celandine "Can't say I've ever played, but I imagine it'd be my kind of thing." He'd always enjoyed working things out with his fists as a kid. Tackling was up there with that. Evander stood up and drained his coffee, then he spent a minute refilling his cup before sitting down again.
"I've found it better that way." Van agreed, purposely shutting out the thought of a few particular faces. In the long run, every relationship he'd been in had turned out a negative thing, a weakness. And Evander did not like to be weak.
"Its the strangest thing. It feels like a different world in here." He agreed. "No patrols or anything? No illegal potion rings to bust? No reported theft? Trust me, the criminal underworld ain't just laying low and keeping their noses clean and it'll suit them just fine that the kiddies are sitting down in their office patting themselves on the back and playing war games to pass the time." Evander took a long draw on his coffee. Damien shook his head at the thought of not getting his hands dirty. He liked the gritty part of Auror work and did NOT enjoying sitting around waiting for something to happen. It irked him, it did.
Draining his cup he balled it up and unholstered his wand, vanishing the cup. With a deep sigh he wondered whether they should go back and join the others... he really wanted to wander around the Ministry, check things out. Realizing he was in his head too much and not speaking aloud he chuckled. "Yeah, I feel much more useful when I can say I actually went out looking for the bad guys...not sitting at a cubicle pushin paper," he said miserably.
"Hey wanna go wander around a bit? I think I need to see some more of the Ministry," he said with a sly grin. |
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