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FireboltAvis88 · 10-24-2012, 05:57 AM

SPOILER!!: Kensie

Quote:

Originally Posted by kayquilz

There was a new man...approaching..Kensi glared at him a bit..."You want my drool?! Someone already has that!" she snapped, her eyes reflecting the irritation she felt...she wanted to go home. And not to her apartment, HOME home, to Montana. She wanted her mammaaaa! And these people were NOT helping...NOT NOT NOT. "I like my drool." She grumbled, not really...willing...to give him any..just because she was in an AWFUL mood. HMPH.

She turned to Melissa and her expression softened a bit..."Right. No, it's fine..it's just..imagine waking up and seeing someone hold your wand...it's scary and weird," she explained, pocketing said wand for now. Hmph. Melissa was nice....and not being ANNOYING. *eyes drool man*

She then shot a glare at Bossman...then retracted that look...because..he was a bit scary...even she couldn't deny that..."Well of course I'm NOT okay...I made an appointment with you? Remember?" honestly, he had to. It wasn't until AFTER the holidays though..she couldn't remember if it was for tomorrow...or next week...hopefully tomorrow...but...was that necessary since she was speaking with him now? Eghhh! "It was..concerning..this." THis, as in, her stupid ILLNESS.

DIES?!?

Kensi's mouth dropped..."No! I'm too pretty to die! You don't-I won't-WILL I?!?" she cried, hysterical...she couldn't die! She never even got the chance to talk to her parents! PLUS, she had an awesome job! How?!? She looked between the two men...Merlin...she was freaking out now!

And some RANDOM woman....why was she here?! Why were people crowding around her?!? WHY?!?! She wanted to flee, her flight instincts kicking in...could she leave?! She didn't much fancy being the eye of the attention right now...for this...maybe some other time, a PRETTIER time?!

RIFUB13IUFBB

OOOYY!

Kensi slapped his hand away..but he had already gotten his sample...she GLLAAAARED at him ..."I never said you could do that! UGH!" she cried, stomping her foot...frustrated with everyone..EVERYONE. "You can't do that without MY permission!"

Maybe she needed a calming potion. Because she was going insane. INSANE.

SPOILER!!: Macho Boss Man

Quote:

Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl

"I..... don't know, Aron, this is the first I've heard of it all," Wes admitted, not liking how little control he had over this situation. He was used to being able to solve most anything with a wave of a wand or a tackling of a bad guy. Now? Not so much.

"I hope she does too," he had to agree with Melissa, sighing some as he dug his fork into his now-cold food. He raised his brows as he chewed around a cold chunk of beef and swallowed awkwardly. "Who? How many? Where?"

They needed to get a grip on the situation, stat. Forget investigating de Talone; this internal investigation took precedence.

"Dacs," Wes nodded to one of his division heads, who was conveniently seated near him. He was about to ask her about her break when... well, there went the zombie again. Or whatever she was.

"Whitworth," Wes barked, dropping his fork with a clatter and turning a ferocious glare her way. "Straighten up and calm down, now, or you'll be out of here and in your own private ward in St. Mungo's faster than you can say zombie."

He held his glare-stare until she stopped the stomping and crying, his eyes only briefly flicking to Aron and back to Kensi. "Aron here's just doing his job, and trying to help you in the process. So if I were you, I'd shut up and comply, or we can have you booked and processed for obstruction of justice before we ship you off to the mental health experts. Got it?"

Now, for their 'appointment.' "Yes yes, I remember," Wes waved a hand. "What about it? I'm trying to solve it now, aren't I?" In the meantime, yes, he had to be a jerk and insist that she continue showing up to work. "Didn't you have your ah, problem here, looked at over the break?" That's what a SMART PERSON and a RESPONSIBLE ADULT would have done...

Her not remembering things though, and allegedly 'waking up' to see Melissa's wand in her hand... that was troubling. "Julia, can you jot these symptoms down?" He nodded to the young woman. "Excessive drool, random states of fugue, ah, staring.... what else, Whitworth?"

Wait a second, wait a second... ANOTHER one of Wes' employees had noticed the zombie strangeness and NO ONE had told him? "Roxanne, we're not finished here," he called out to her in a commanding tone. "Tell us more about the guys in the food court. When was this? Were they eating anything strange...?"

His hit wizard side was coming out strong, now that he had real WORK to do, other than 'mingling.'

SPOILER!!: Alex

Melissa nodded. She suspected that Ms. Whitworth was still trying to comprehend what was happening. "It's okay. I can understand how scary it must have been to see your wand in my hand and not remembering how it got there. I would have freaked out....I mean I would have been surprised too" Melissa quickly corrected herself. Freaking out was definitely not the right word to be using now, seeing that was what Ms. Whitworth was actually starting to do.

She definitely didn't envy Aron who was trying to take drool samples from her but hoped that she would be feeling better soon. Melissa then turned her attention back to Mr. Ferguson when he asked her where she had seen the other person who looked to be in the same ~~condition~~ situation as Ms. Whitworth.

"I saw him walk in earlier. He was stumbling around before heading for the Games and Sports table. There he is. The gentleman with the jet black hair." Melissa pointed the man out to her Department Head. He was still sitting at the table.

"I do hope that he doesn't have what Ms. Whitworth has." Melissa said worriedly.

10-24-2012, 05:57 AM	#92 (permalink)
FireboltAvis88 Banned Kappa Join Date: Jul 2011 Location: Calif., USA Posts: 14,643 Hogwarts RPG Name: Cristoffer Daniel Strand Sixth Year x12 x12	Kensi, the Bossman and pointing finger at Alex xD There's some good in this world and it's worth fighting for\| LOTR\|Whovian\|Sherlock Fan SPOILER!!: Kensie Quote: Originally Posted by kayquilz There was a new man...approaching..Kensi glared at him a bit..."You want my drool?! Someone already has that!" she snapped, her eyes reflecting the irritation she felt...she wanted to go home. And not to her apartment, HOME home, to Montana. She wanted her mammaaaa! And these people were NOT helping...NOT NOT NOT. "I like my drool." She grumbled, not really...willing...to give him any..just because she was in an AWFUL mood. HMPH. She turned to Melissa and her expression softened a bit..."Right. No, it's fine..it's just..imagine waking up and seeing someone hold your wand...it's scary and weird," she explained, pocketing said wand for now. Hmph. Melissa was nice....and not being ANNOYING. eyes drool man She then shot a glare at Bossman...then retracted that look...because..he was a bit scary...even she couldn't deny that..."Well of course I'm NOT okay...I made an appointment with you? Remember?" honestly, he had to. It wasn't until AFTER the holidays though..she couldn't remember if it was for tomorrow...or next week...hopefully tomorrow...but...was that necessary since she was speaking with him now? Eghhh! "It was..concerning..this." THis, as in, her stupid ILLNESS. DIES?!? Kensi's mouth dropped..."No! I'm too pretty to die! You don't-I won't-WILL I?!?" she cried, hysterical...she couldn't die! She never even got the chance to talk to her parents! PLUS, she had an awesome job! How?!? She looked between the two men...Merlin...she was freaking out now! And some RANDOM woman....why was she here?! Why were people crowding around her?!? WHY?!?! She wanted to flee, her flight instincts kicking in...could she leave?! She didn't much fancy being the eye of the attention right now...for this...maybe some other time, a PRETTIER time?! RIFUB13IUFBB OOOYY! Kensi slapped his hand away..but he had already gotten his sample...she GLLAAAARED at him ..."I never said you could do that! UGH!" she cried, stomping her foot...frustrated with everyone..EVERYONE. "You can't do that without MY permission!" Maybe she needed a calming potion. Because she was going insane. INSANE. SPOILER!!: Macho Boss Man Quote: Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl "I..... don't know, Aron, this is the first I've heard of it all," Wes admitted, not liking how little control he had over this situation. He was used to being able to solve most anything with a wave of a wand or a tackling of a bad guy. Now? Not so much. "I hope she does too," he had to agree with Melissa, sighing some as he dug his fork into his now-cold food. He raised his brows as he chewed around a cold chunk of beef and swallowed awkwardly. "Who? How many? Where?" They needed to get a grip on the situation, stat. Forget investigating de Talone; this internal investigation took precedence. "Dacs," Wes nodded to one of his division heads, who was conveniently seated near him. He was about to ask her about her break when... well, there went the zombie again. Or whatever she was. "Whitworth," Wes barked, dropping his fork with a clatter and turning a ferocious glare her way. "Straighten up and calm down, now, or you'll be out of here and in your own private ward in St. Mungo's faster than you can say zombie." He held his glare-stare until she stopped the stomping and crying, his eyes only briefly flicking to Aron and back to Kensi. "Aron here's just doing his job, and trying to help you in the process. So if I were you, I'd shut up and comply, or we can have you booked and processed for obstruction of justice before we ship you off to the mental health experts. Got it?" Now, for their 'appointment.' "Yes yes, I remember," Wes waved a hand. "What about it? I'm trying to solve it now, aren't I?" In the meantime, yes, he had to be a jerk and insist that she continue showing up to work. "Didn't you have your ah, problem here, looked at over the break?" That's what a SMART PERSON and a RESPONSIBLE ADULT would have done... Her not remembering things though, and allegedly 'waking up' to see Melissa's wand in her hand... that was troubling. "Julia, can you jot these symptoms down?" He nodded to the young woman. "Excessive drool, random states of fugue, ah, staring.... what else, Whitworth?" Wait a second, wait a second... ANOTHER one of Wes' employees had noticed the zombie strangeness and NO ONE had told him? "Roxanne, we're not finished here," he called out to her in a commanding tone. "Tell us more about the guys in the food court. When was this? Were they eating anything strange...?" His hit wizard side was coming out strong, now that he had real WORK to do, other than 'mingling.' SPOILER!!: Alex Quote: Originally Posted by Rupert-Grint-Fan Alex entered the buffet area, his bloodshot eyes scanning the place. He was sure he was supposed to go sit at a certain spot or something to sit at, but he couldn't remember where. He was so confused...ugh...he shouldn't be here...he'd been feeling really weird lately. Something was wrong with him. Deciding he'd just try and stay for a little while, he walked along the tables, and suddenly ran into the wall, causing him to fall backwards onto the floor. He blinked. *"I need to watch where I'm going..."* he muttered to himself as he stood up. He was never this clumsy! Ever! He sighed, and continued to walk along one of the long tables at the far end of the room. As he walked along it, he noticed a name tag with his name on it at one of the seats. Oh. So this must be where he should be sitting. He plopped down into the seat with a sigh, staring at the food in front of him. Drool slowly dripped from his mouth and trickled down his chin, and he quickly wiped it away. He glanced around quickly, hoping no one had seen. Merlin's beard, what was happening to him?! He swallowed hard, putting a hand up to his pale cheeks. They felt a little warm...he then felt his forehead which felt the same. He sighed, running a hand through his jet black hair. Maybe he should just go home now... ...but all this food looked really good... Maybe he'd stay for a little bit more. Melissa nodded. She suspected that Ms. Whitworth was still trying to comprehend what was happening. "It's okay. I can understand how scary it must have been to see your wand in my hand and not remembering how it got there. I would have freaked out....I mean I would have been surprised too" Melissa quickly corrected herself. Freaking out was definitely not the right word to be using now, seeing that was what Ms. Whitworth was actually starting to do. She definitely didn't envy Aron who was trying to take drool samples from her but hoped that she would be feeling better soon. Melissa then turned her attention back to Mr. Ferguson when he asked her where she had seen the other person who looked to be in the same ~~condition~~ situation as Ms. Whitworth. "I saw him walk in earlier. He was stumbling around before heading for the Games and Sports table. There he is. The gentleman with the jet black hair." Melissa pointed the man out to her Department Head. He was still sitting at the table. "I do hope that he doesn't have what Ms. Whitworth has." Melissa said worriedly.