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BanaBatGirl · 04-01-2012, 11:54 PM

Wes had a few papers in hand as he came out of the MLEs offices and into the reception area. He had been thinking of delivering the papers personally, but the tall man stopped in his tracks as he neared the reception area, however, for two reasons. One was the disheveled-looking woman slumped in a chair there, and the other was the familiar flirt chatting it up with Muriel.

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Originally Posted by lazykitty

As she made her way into Level 2, it was obvious that Roxanne Carter was just not her usual self. Oh sure, she looked like herself, but gone was the normal friendly smile. Instead, she looked like she could burst into tears at the drop of a hat. Her clothing was different too, badly wrinkled and seeming to be the first clean things pulled from the floor. One glance at her told the whole story. Things in her personal life had taken a serious turn for the worst. Still though, Roxanne was determined to push herself through one more day of work before leaving for awhile. She felt her eyes water and took a seat in one of the visitors chairs to pull herself back together before entering the office. She rested her elbow on her leg and her forehead in her hand. A few tears leaked out, but she just let them fall. How was she going to work when she couldn't even hold it together for ten minutes?

First things first, since Damien looked cozy enough with the receptionist.

"Rox...anne?" Wes drawled awkwardly, coming to a stop just in front of her chair. He drew up a similar chair and sat down, giving her a puzzled look. She sure seemed ah... different from how he remembered her during the cult takedown.

"Are you... okay?" No, she obviously was not. She was CRYING. MERLLIN. Wesley reached into his inner jacket pocket and withdrew a clean handkerchief, passing it to her timidly.

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Originally Posted by Pinky

Okay. So he COULD have just come through the Floo in Van's office or one of the many tricky little spots in MLE, but Damien was feeling rather... nice today. Heh. Having come through like any other visitor the former Head Auror strolled into the reception area and propped his elbows on Muriel's desk. "Lovely as always, Muriel, darling." He even gave her a wink to top it off.

Still propped on said desk the older man flexed his wrist sending his wand into his hand. With a quick flick of his wrist he conjured a little bouquet of flowers for his second favorite lady. Hehe. He was SURE someone would wander across him sooner or later, but for now he was content with chewing the fat with Muriel.

While he waited for an answer from the upset woman, he swiveled his chair slightly to eye the visitor.

"Are you sure you're legally allowed 'round these parts, Jackson?" Wes grunted, only joking of course. "I heard America hasn't been the same since you moved there. More earthquakes and random tornadoes." Har har. As if the old Auror could cause tornadoes with his crazy.

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