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SPOILER!!: AngryWes XD
] 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.'
So blowing up at Bossman would probably be a one way ticket to...fire-ment. Or Askaban, depending on how she handled her anger at him for the moment.
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She furrowed her eyebrows and shook silently with everything she wanted to SHOUT at him...UGH. The redhead was NOT used to holding this in...she needed to go home...and PUNCH something...faaaaast. She just growled and balled her fists..."If I was in a private ward at LEAST I wouldn't be near all YOU people..." she grumbled...fuming. Seething.
He was being a completely horrible boss! UGH.
*Flaaaaiiil*
Was he threatening her?!? She just shut her mouth for a second and GLAAARED at the man...Aaron..whatever...his stupid name was ....UGHUGHUGH.
And then..Oh MErlin.."OF COURSE I HAD IT CHECKED OUT DURING THE HOLIDAYS!" she snapped, looking quite ferocious. "My sister is a Healer! She came over here...I had a check-up..THEY HAVE NO CLUE WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME!" and it didn't help that there was no sign of her symptoms when she had gone...because...well, it only happened every so often. And when she had GONE to the Healer's office....of COURSE none of her symptoms showed themselves...she realized she was yelling..and took a deep breath...and eyed Wes..."I'm sorry...I yelled...don't fire me.." she growled...if he did fire her...well..she would be able to go crawl in a hole and die miserably, drooling her life away...
Any more symptoms?! She nodded, still trying to keep her rage in check. "I...can't do magic...well.." she muttered, her velvety voice gruff...that was the most annoying part of it all...
SPOILER!!: Melissa Quote:
Originally Posted by FireboltAvis88
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.
She just nodded at Melissa...looking mutinous still.."Oh..I'm Kensington, by the way..please...call me Kensi..." held out her hand..out of habit, but then retracted it...uh...she probably didn't want to shake a Zombie's hand, anyways.
*grumbles*
SPOILER!!: Droolman! Quote:
Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie Sheesh. Women sometimes. He HAD told her that he needed to take a sample. Was this an effect of the zombie state too? Being easily agitated and all that? Maybe Honking Daffodil woman had it too? She was always easily agitated by things.
Good thing she liked her own drool, because it was about to be scrutinized under a microscope in the lab for a while. Chances were she would be the only one who would like her drool by the end of the investigation.
Thankfully Mr. Head Cabbage came in and set the woman straight. Yep, just doing his job here. Not like this was one of his hobbies or anything. Nope. He just collected sap samples from various trees. WAY more masculine and cool.
Pocketing all of his vials and tools back in his bag and then looked back at Roxanne. "In the food court?" he asked, arching an eyebrow. She wasn't the first person to mention that place in conjunction with drooling now that he thought about it. He hadn't been there himself - he preferred to eat outside the Ministry when given the chance. And then Dacs mentioned the food court as well. "How long ago was all this?" Too long and he wouldn't be able to collect samples from there. "Was it after the cafeteria opened?"
And now Aron was even more glad that he didn't eat at the Ministry.
The fact that Wes hadn't been told about this was sort of...alarming. Especially with so many people in their department now coming forward and mentioning it. If it had all started with the opening of the cafeteria...that had been, what, half a year ago? Plenty of time for people to report things...
"I'm going to need the names of the other droolers..."
Maybe he needed to get out of the lab more often when he was at work.
Aron's gaze followed Melissa's finger over towards the Games and Sports seating area and then glanced back at Wes. "Should I..." he trailed off as he waved an unused cotton swab in the man's direction.
She just glaaaared at him..."ANother man is trying to work on all of this, too. Maybe you should...talk to him..Derek Merriweather, Magical Accidents and--wait..I don't know WHAT department he's in..." Accidents and Catastrophe's ? MEh.
Glare some more...glareglareglare.
"Have fun with my drool..." she growled..ANGRY!Kensi was calming down now..just a bit...and being angry was the only time she was ever not being a zombie...hmm. Maybe she should just be angry all the time.
Right.
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