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redifer · 10-17-2011, 05:07 PM

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Originally Posted by sarahlooo

Just as he was about to move to the next portrait, Mason heard a voice coming from a few feet away. Lowering his wand, he turned his head to see the last person he wished to see. Medea. As much as he would have liked, Mason couldn't stop staring at her. He felt his heart ache, remembering when she left. And when he discovered that she had completely moved on and found another man to make her happy. Something that Mason could never do.

Swallowing hard, Mason shook those thoughts from his head. He couldn't think about that anymore. She was gone, and was never coming back.

Mason watched her struggle for words until the real Medea came out. You missed a spot. Mason clenched his jaw a little, and reminded himself not to get angry. Ignoring her comment, he moved to the next portrait and began dusting it. "If you're here to mock my measly position in the Ministry again, don't bother. I already know. I don't need your help anymore." His tone was a lot more bitter than he thought it would be. Mason knew he was at the bottom of the food chain at the Ministry. He hated his job. So much, that he would rather be in Magical Law Enforcement, in trouble, and stuck with Armen Recard teaching them how to apparate again.

Medea was not impressed with his tone. Oh he was not talking to the Junior Undersecretary like that!

”Sir, that tone will not be tolerated. Do you realize who you’re speaking to?” There was a special emphases on the word who, not in relation to who she was but rather the position she held. The woman’s cloak swished as she moved to a portrait near them, it was of her. The label under neither it clearly said her name and her title.

She shook her head in disapproval of Mason, he was just adding to her stress level – which is already very high. Softly but still audible she spoke to herself, ”I swear I have too much going on. This is absurd.” Medea pinched the bridge of her nose and continued at a normal volume, ”Between work and getting married tomorrow I’ve just got too much going on.” Realizing she was spilling her personal life and wasting time she stopped talking.

”Oh never mind! Just get all these dusted before I speak to the Minister regarding your lack of compliance.” And with that the woman turned, and started down the hall.

10-17-2011, 05:07 PM	#54 (permalink)
redifer Puffskein Join Date: Sep 2009 Location: Ruling Dramamine Posts: 1,724	Eating chili with Sirius Red NinjaRaspberry White Chocolate Mocha Quote: Originally Posted by sarahlooo* Just as he was about to move to the next portrait, Mason heard a voice coming from a few feet away. Lowering his wand, he turned his head to see the last person he wished to see. Medea. As much as he would have liked, Mason couldn't stop staring at her. He felt his heart ache, remembering when she left. And when he discovered that she had completely moved on and found another man to make her happy. Something that Mason could never do. Swallowing hard, Mason shook those thoughts from his head. He couldn't think about that anymore. She was gone, and was never coming back. Mason watched her struggle for words until the real Medea came out. You missed a spot. Mason clenched his jaw a little, and reminded himself not to get angry. Ignoring her comment, he moved to the next portrait and began dusting it. "If you're here to mock my measly position in the Ministry again, don't bother. I already know. I don't need your help anymore." His tone was a lot more bitter than he thought it would be. Mason knew he was at the bottom of the food chain at the Ministry. He hated his job. So much, that he would rather be in Magical Law Enforcement, in trouble, and stuck with Armen Recard teaching them how to apparate again. Medea was not impressed with his tone. Oh he was not talking to the Junior Undersecretary like that! *”Sir, that tone will not be tolerated. Do you realize who* you’re speaking to?” There was a special emphases on the word who, not in relation to who she was but rather the position she held. The woman’s cloak swished as she moved to a portrait near them, it was of her. The label under neither it clearly said her name and her title. She shook her head in disapproval of Mason, he was just adding to her stress level – which is already very high. Softly but still audible she spoke to herself, ”I swear I have too much going on. This is absurd.” Medea pinched the bridge of her nose and continued at a normal volume, ”Between work and getting married tomorrow I’ve just got too much going on.” Realizing she was spilling her personal life and wasting time she stopped talking. ”Oh never mind! Just get all these dusted before I speak to the Minister regarding your lack of compliance.”** And with that the woman turned, and started down the hall. __________________