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Erindipity · 10-03-2011, 01:31 AM

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Originally Posted by Tazenhani

If he wasn't so busy snatching for the door just to keep on his feet from the surprise and pain of the stinging hex, he would have taken a swing at the man. He didn't care anymore. His bloody anger was clouding every part of his bloody vision. His teeth clenched, his eyes burned as he glared at the floor, gathering himself.

Very slowly, he detached from the door and moved over to gather the bucket he had been assigned. The bathroom stank like nothing before and he was somewhat grateful for the slow, shallow breaths that his anger caused; it kept the smell down at least a little. Once the bucket had been gathered, he lowered himself slowly onto his knees, wincing at the lingering pain of the hex. If Damien wanted a conversation, which Sabel highly doubted, he wasn't getting it.

Damien sat in silence for a long moment remembering that thing... Sheesh it had been damn near too long ago. Shaking himself from that dark place he sighed. "I had this friend that I went everywhere with, did everything with. We were best mates. Had been brought up together. I went into Auror training after deciding teaching was no my forte. Well he was extremely interested in my line of work and I would go back to our apartment after work and regale him with all of the gory details. It was how I kept sane." He paused for a moment and ran a hand through his hair. "Well I got involved in this case... really nasty business. Dark wizard that was hunting down and killing people at random. Or so it seemed that way... long story short: My trainer and I were out in the field one day tracking the man and were very SURE that no one would come along to mess that up... when my buddy showed up. Sean was his name. He came up to me and tried to talk and it was obvious we knew one another. Apparently the killer...or one of his associates... saw this and eventually used it against me. They kidnapped my best friend and tortured him for information on me, the case, and others within the Department since I told him everything. I nearly ended my career because I was too ignorant to heed the simplest of rules." That was more personal mess than most anyone knew about him...

"We can't discuss the things we do and the things we know for a multitude of reasons. That being one of them, but it is against the laws that we uphold to share confidential information with those outside of our own line of work, Sabel. You have to understand that. I thought we were clear..."

He sighed once more and caught the reflection of himself in the mirror... he looked like hell.

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Originally Posted by Ben

Do I really need to say that Benjamin went to the bathroom? He had to go, okay? Sometimes, after thwarting off criminals, a guy's gotta relieve himself. But as Benjamin approached the door, it was clear there was someone... Or Someonessss... Already in there. Anyway, The Detective had to go.

But when Ben opened the door, he didn't expect to see what he saw.

"What the HELL is going on in here???" A stern look towards Damien.

Damien didn't even turn to look at the idiot Muggle freak. Instead he simply drawled, "First off do not raise your voice and me and do not glare as such. Secondly I think it's quite clear is it not? He's cleaning mooncalf dung off the bathroom floor with a toothbrush." It DID look exactly like it WAS.

10-03-2011, 01:31 AM	#82 (permalink)
Erindipity DMT Mountain Troll Join Date: Jul 2009 Posts: 23,573 x8	Quote: Originally Posted by Tazenhani If he wasn't so busy snatching for the door just to keep on his feet from the surprise and pain of the stinging hex, he would have taken a swing at the man. He didn't care anymore. His bloody anger was clouding every part of his bloody vision. His teeth clenched, his eyes burned as he glared at the floor, gathering himself. Very slowly, he detached from the door and moved over to gather the bucket he had been assigned. The bathroom stank like nothing before and he was somewhat grateful for the slow, shallow breaths that his anger caused; it kept the smell down at least a little. Once the bucket had been gathered, he lowered himself slowly onto his knees, wincing at the lingering pain of the hex. If Damien wanted a conversation, which Sabel highly doubted, he wasn't getting it. Damien sat in silence for a long moment remembering that thing... Sheesh it had been damn near too long ago. Shaking himself from that dark place he sighed. "I had this friend that I went everywhere with, did everything with. We were best mates. Had been brought up together. I went into Auror training after deciding teaching was no my forte. Well he was extremely interested in my line of work and I would go back to our apartment after work and regale him with all of the gory details. It was how I kept sane." He paused for a moment and ran a hand through his hair. "Well I got involved in this case... really nasty business. Dark wizard that was hunting down and killing people at random. Or so it seemed that way... long story short: My trainer and I were out in the field one day tracking the man and were very SURE that no one would come along to mess that up... when my buddy showed up. Sean was his name. He came up to me and tried to talk and it was obvious we knew one another. Apparently the killer...or one of his associates... saw this and eventually used it against me. They kidnapped my best friend and tortured him for information on me, the case, and others within the Department since I told him everything. I nearly ended my career because I was too ignorant to heed the simplest of rules." That was more personal mess than most anyone knew about him... "We can't discuss the things we do and the things we know for a multitude of reasons. That being one of them, but it is against the laws that we uphold to share confidential information with those outside of our own line of work, Sabel. You have to understand that. I thought we were clear..." He sighed once more and caught the reflection of himself in the mirror... he looked like hell. Quote: Originally Posted by Ben Do I really need to say that Benjamin went to the bathroom? He had to go, okay? Sometimes, after thwarting off criminals, a guy's gotta relieve himself. But as Benjamin approached the door, it was clear there was someone... Or Someonessss... Already in there. Anyway, The Detective had to go. But when Ben opened the door, he didn't expect to see what he saw. "What the HELL is going on in here???" A stern look towards Damien. Damien didn't even turn to look at the idiot Muggle freak. Instead he simply drawled, "First off do not raise your voice and me and do not glare as such. Secondly I think it's quite clear is it not? He's cleaning mooncalf dung off the bathroom floor with a toothbrush." It DID look exactly like it WAS. Last edited by Erindipity; 10-03-2011 at 01:38 AM.