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Text Cut: (Charles,) Izzy, Tasha Quote:
Originally Posted by Becky  His eyes turned back to bitey lady when she started zombie walking again. He looked at the other guy with a questioning expression. What were they meant to do? Follow her around and make sure she didn't bite people? O_o Staying back because it seemed they knew what they were doing more than he did, he observed bitey, wondering how long she'd been acting like this. It was strange for sure, so why hadn't anyone caught it before today and before his shoes suffered the consequences? Quote:
Originally Posted by RachieRu Oh? He'd heard? But then Dorian did work on the same level of her husband so she figured news probably travelled fast. The whole ministry would probably know at some point or other. "Thank you." She'd have to remember to bring the twins up to level two at some point. Maybe when things weren't so busy and had settled down. She'd write herself a reminder when she got to her office. Ahh. Isobel grinned a little. "Not when you work in law enforcement." She mused with a shrug. She'd worked within the department enough to realize how much you couldn't switch off from the job. It was a nice change working in the mysteries. There was new demands, but not as much stresses. As much as she did miss getting the bad guys, she did have a soft spot for her department. Quote:
Originally Posted by Nordic Witch Her good mood changed into something that could only be described as neutral. Trying to shrug off the rude look Tasha focused her attention on Dorian that was suggesting that she’d get a second neutral opinion about her possible stationary troubles. Nodding she replied. "I will ask Ms Schrimer about it. She might have heard of other employees on level 3 with the same problem." Or Althea could at least put an end to her little worry by some logical reasoning, she was good at that.
When Dorian seemed to want to leave their conversation and focus his full attention on Kensi and the rude blond Tasha complied with a shrug. "Of course Dorian, we can continue our conversation some other time or day." It didn’t matter. Kensi should be the priority since she was sick. But it was a little weird. Why hadn’t Dorian apologized for his colleague’s rudeness since he had picked up on it and clearly disapproved? Was it because he had thought he had offended her earlier? Charles was staying quiet, no matter how odd things had been getting, and Dorian had to respect him for that. No questioning, no panic, just thoughtfulness. He was observant enough that he could tell the ambassador was thinking about what they should do, just as he'd been doing. But first, there was the women to deal with. Seeing as Ms. Whitworth seemed distracted or out of the picture for the moment, that left Isobel and Natasha. And it seemed one sister hadn't informed the other about certain meetings in Diagon Alley, as Isobel seemed curious as to how he'd known about the twins. Although she hadn't voiced that, only thanked him for his congratulations, and he nodded. She'd probably come to her own conclusions, and they'd likely be just as possible as the truth. Besides, the conversation had gone back to his comments about work invading the vacation he'd been forced to take.
Another semi-wry smile crossed his face at her musing, in any case. "Very true, although for the most part my work wasn't exactly Level Two cases," he replied. Not going further into detail. He didn't need the sympathy, and he didn't feel like pulling out his history in front of them all anyhow. He'd made allusions to it before now, to Natasha, but she hadn't questioned it then and didn't seem to be now, either. Instead, that conversation had stayed on the topic of rogue stationery, which oddly could be an MLE case. Not his department, however, as parchment and inkwells were hardly magical equipment, but he was involved merely through the connection. Although, the introduction of the Accidents and Catastrophes head wasn't expected. "I imagine she would have an answer or two," he replied vaguely. or several, if reports were accurate. He couldn't say one way or another, not having personally made the acquaintance of Althea Schirmer. The woman was Natasha's boss, though, so going to her made sense.
She'd seemed a bit disappointed by the interruption, as well, and he examined her for a few seconds as she'd shrugged. Either it was the interruption, or some oversight on his side, he couldn't tell which. Either way, he wanted to defuse a situation before it had begun, and if that meant appeasing Roxanne's request, that was what would happen. "This won't take long," he replied, honestly figuring it would be just a m essage being passed on and then that would be done with. Therefore he could return sooner than another day entirely. Of course, that depended on how the situation with Ms. Whitworth turned out, and he gave Natasha credit for at least noticing that. Roxanne certainly hadn't seemed to, but that was another reason to let her have her say. Text Cut: Roxanne Quote:
Originally Posted by lazykitty Waiting quietly as Dorian excused himself from.... wait a minute, was the woman trying to stare her down?! Really!? And not doing a very good job of it either, in Roxanne's opinion. She just arched an eyebrow at the other woman, as if she were amused by her stare. Which she was, kind of. Yep, still had her humor, even when it seemed that the Ministry was starting to unravel again. That was good, she was going to need it over the coming months it seemed. Sending a final smirk over her shoulder at the woman, she turned to follow Dorian over the few paces he'd moved.
Only to realize that he looked disapproving. Crap. This was going to make this conversation a little harder, not to mention making Roxanne feel like a wayward child or something. Her own fault, sure, but she didn't want to focus on that little inconvenient fact right then. She closed her eyes and sighed. Time to grovel. "I'm sorry about that, and I'll find her and apologize later. Right now, we've got bigger things to worry about, and when I say we, I mean the entire department." she spoke in a lowered tone, making completely sure that she wasn't overheard. Briefly glancing over at Kensi, she continued, "It seems that whatever is wrong with Kensi here, has been cropping up in people all over the Ministry and people in the department have noticed, but didn't bother telling Wes about it. Er, until today, when she showed up acting basically like she is now. He's not very happy and has called a department wide meeting for when this event is over." She didn't think she was exaggerating much with that. In fact, the 'not very happy' was probably a little bit of an understatement. Dorian cleared his throat as it seemed there was a staredown going on between the two women, although he was still keeping an eye on the shuffling figure of Ms. Whitworth. They both had been part of the request, after all, and making sure she didn't attack anyone else while in this state was advisable. And if Roxanne was going to be more focused on boring holes through Natasha's face, that task came down to himself. His disapproval of her rudeness was incidental, and he turned his attention to her as she'd apologized. "It isn't advisable to burn bridges before they're built," he replied with a shrug. She should definitely apologize to Natasha, for the interruption if not the death glare later on. "When aren't there bigger things to consider?," he continued. They worked on Level Two. The last stand between the wizarding world and mass chaos, most of the time, and now it seemed chaos was trying to infiltrate the Ministry again in the form of whatever strange illness Ms. Whitworth had contracted.
Although at least now Roxanne had acknowledged the redhead's condition. The message was a bit confused, however. He wasn't to blame for the news not having been passed on to Wes, as he hadn't entirely been privy to it until today either. Rumors weren't the same as actually witnessing it, and while Roxanne's attention had switched back to himself, he went back to watching the afflicted MLEer. "People in the department seem to have been good at keeping the information to themselves all around," he replied, hinting at the idea that he hadn't known either. Not that he was anywhere near as important as Wes, beyond mere seniority due to his years in the department, but he was also establishing that he wasn't one of those who had neglected to report to the department head. "Department-wide. Including Ms. Whitworth, I presume." Meaning, how would they get her there and coherent. Unless he went back to his thought of Stunning the poor girl, and she attended the meeting unconscious.
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