 Catching up! >_< YOUR Nixy. || Prefect Rainbows! || Deniz'in Müzik Kardeşi
Helena listened to the merperson (Who was it, Maena? Ah, Helena wasn't sure!) as she spoke. Waiting for her turn to speak up, the middle aged woman listened to everyones contributions. "Um, well... I personally choose to live away from the cities, because I hate the pollution created by the cars... They used to make me ill. So, I can kind of relate to this issue." Helena tapped her knee, thinking of what to say next. "I believe that in order to fix the pollution problem, we'd have to start within the English Ministry, and then span outwards. So, then introduce some kind of law - as you just said to J.J. Starr - to the English Wizarding population; then moving on to convincing the European Wizarding community, so on and so forth."
The woman nodded slightly. She wasn't sure how well that idea would work in realistic terms, but it was more than just saying that she was going to recycle more.
As one of the merpeople brought up the idea of spearing those who polluted, Helena looked at them a little alarmed. "Violence like that could be a deterrant, but it could also send some of the wizarding population into a rebellion against the plans to make the waters cleaner. To be quite honest, I think weapons should be left out of the matter." She nodded, and shrunk into her seat to indicate that that was all she had to say about the weapons.
Looking at Nerine as she said something about following words up with actions, Helena nodded. Well obviously. When the merperson produced two rather radioactive looking jars out, Helena frowned and eyed the jars suspiciously. She really didn't fancy THAT floating around the Yorkshire Dales... it could ruin her orchids and berry patches. And that would be bad.
The woman shook her head. "Oh, I certainly wouldn't want that floating around the air..." Looking at the merperson holding the jars, she sat up a little straighter. "What kind of assurance is it, that you're looking for from us?" |