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Tazenhani · 01-27-2012, 09:34 PM

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Originally Posted by RachieRu

Isobel's head wasn't really on work anymore. No. It was far away, worrying about where Wes was. She really was trying to get her head back into action, especially because she knew Wes'd probably be okay. She trusted Evander, so she knew he'd fine him. It was just, she was very aware that it was the full moon tomorrow, so Wes hadn't been in the best of moods anyway. The head auror sighed, wandering back through the reception, heading back towards the auror offices. Hopefully the YATI's would be back, so that they could start working on things. Iz was hoping to distract herself, so that she she'd be able to get Wes out of her mind. She really couldn't help but be worried about him, especially after their fight. She was hoping she wouldn't need to talk to anyone else about that. She wasn't too sure if she would be able to not get upset.

After Legend had pulled him aside, out of the offices, and somehow managed to calm him down a little, Sabel had taken to wandering aimlessly through the ministry. While he knew he should probably be joining the others in looking for those pillows, he couldn't bring himself into the mindset to do so: there were other things he needed to think about and sort out first and foremost. Hopefully, his lack of participation wouldn't be viewed as yet another hit of disrespect.

He did keep his eyes open however, and by the time he was heading back towards the Auror offices he'd gotten the idea in his head that perhaps the Ministry should just buy new pillows. Wizards tended to be something of hoarders and collectors, so he could only imagine how old those pillows were and how many behinds they had seated.

It was an amusing thought that had a small smile on his lips. Until he looked up and saw Isobel walking almost straight for him. The immediate response was to freeze, his subconscious probably thinking that if he didn't move she wouldn't see her. The next thought of course was to bolt, but that mental suggestion got a good shove to the back of his mind.

Letting out a slow, uneven breath, Sabel forced his legs to move so that he could fall in alongside the Head Auror.

01-27-2012, 09:34 PM	#151 (permalink)
Tazenhani DMLE & DoM Doxy Join Date: Oct 2009 Posts: 6,150 Hogwarts RPG Name: Amur Neverwinter Fourth Year	~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~ Quote: Originally Posted by RachieRu Isobel's head wasn't really on work anymore. No. It was far away, worrying about where Wes was. She really was trying to get her head back into action, especially because she knew Wes'd probably be okay. She trusted Evander, so she knew he'd fine him. It was just, she was very aware that it was the full moon tomorrow, so Wes hadn't been in the best of moods anyway. The head auror sighed, wandering back through the reception, heading back towards the auror offices. Hopefully the YATI's would be back, so that they could start working on things. Iz was hoping to distract herself, so that she she'd be able to get Wes out of her mind. She really couldn't help but be worried about him, especially after their fight. She was hoping she wouldn't need to talk to anyone else about that. She wasn't too sure if she would be able to not get upset. After Legend had pulled him aside, out of the offices, and somehow managed to calm him down a little, Sabel had taken to wandering aimlessly through the ministry. While he knew he should probably be joining the others in looking for those pillows, he couldn't bring himself into the mindset to do so: there were other things he needed to think about and sort out first and foremost. Hopefully, his lack of participation wouldn't be viewed as yet another hit of disrespect. He did keep his eyes open however, and by the time he was heading back towards the Auror offices he'd gotten the idea in his head that perhaps the Ministry should just buy new pillows. Wizards tended to be something of hoarders and collectors, so he could only imagine how old those pillows were and how many behinds they had seated. It was an amusing thought that had a small smile on his lips. Until he looked up and saw Isobel walking almost straight for him. The immediate response was to freeze, his subconscious probably thinking that if he didn't move she wouldn't see her. The next thought of course was to bolt, but that mental suggestion got a good shove to the back of his mind. Letting out a slow, uneven breath, Sabel forced his legs to move so that he could fall in alongside the Head Auror. __________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________ I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________ _______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy.