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Tazenhani · 01-19-2012, 07:41 AM

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Originally Posted by DanialRadFAN01

As more and more of the Ministry employees and guests needed champagne or some sort of alcohol to dim their nerves to the awful cheeriness that seemed to be taking over the place, Armen found his tray empty and he needed to go get more glasses of the stuff.

He began to make his way over towards the makeshift kitchens located in a corridor beyond the Ballroom when he heard someone trying to catch his attention. "Sir, I am out of champagne I will be back momentarily if you can just wait a minute." Seriously, did he need the stuff that bad?

But something told the former department head this wasn't just some other man needing a refreshment and upon further inspection on his part, Armen saw that it was Sabel, the man from MLE he had dueled in the Atrium not long ago.

"Oh...it's you. How's your arm?" he said eyeing the guy's hand that was jammed into his pants pocket, a small sneer was forming on his lips.

So it was going to be like this was it?

With a sigh, Sabel drew his hand out of his pocket and fixed the smirking man with an unimpressed look. "Healing well, thank you for your concern. And your head?" His own tilted slightly as his eyes narrowed a little. "Still screwed on backwards I see."

Really, it wasn't the way to get in anyone's good graces. Not that he cared to be in Armen's 'good' books, but if he wanted a few answers he knew he was going to have to yield on one point or another.

"Do you have a minute?" His eyes flicked to the empty tray and then back up to the man. Seemed like he had more than one.

01-19-2012, 07:41 AM	#150 (permalink)
Tazenhani DMLE & DoM Doxy Join Date: Oct 2009 Posts: 6,150 Hogwarts RPG Name: Amur Neverwinter Fourth Year	Noooo worries at all :3 ~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~ Quote: Originally Posted by DanialRadFAN01 As more and more of the Ministry employees and guests needed champagne or some sort of alcohol to dim their nerves to the awful cheeriness that seemed to be taking over the place, Armen found his tray empty and he needed to go get more glasses of the stuff. He began to make his way over towards the makeshift kitchens located in a corridor beyond the Ballroom when he heard someone trying to catch his attention. "Sir, I am out of champagne I will be back momentarily if you can just wait a minute." Seriously, did he need the stuff that bad? But something told the former department head this wasn't just some other man needing a refreshment and upon further inspection on his part, Armen saw that it was Sabel, the man from MLE he had dueled in the Atrium not long ago. "Oh...it's you. How's your arm?" he said eyeing the guy's hand that was jammed into his pants pocket, a small sneer was forming on his lips. So it was going to be like this was it? With a sigh, Sabel drew his hand out of his pocket and fixed the smirking man with an unimpressed look. "Healing well, thank you for your concern. And your head?" His own tilted slightly as his eyes narrowed a little. "Still screwed on backwards I see." Really, it wasn't the way to get in anyone's good graces. Not that he cared to be in Armen's 'good' books, but if he wanted a few answers he knew he was going to have to yield on one point or another. "Do you have a minute?" His eyes flicked to the empty tray and then back up to the man. Seemed like he had more than one. __________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________ I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________ _______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy.