Banshee
Join Date: May 2007 Location: Gotham
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Hogwarts RPG Name: TBD Gryffindor Hogwarts RPG Name: Zara H. Bunbury-Foster Slytherin Fifth Year | still don't see what's wrong with curse first, question later... Professor Pink | Mrs. Bruce Wayne | I'm on a Goat | Glitterpuff | Dumbledore's Defense Squad | BHB Despite his department being directly complimented by the Minister himself, Wes' eyes still narrowed to slits when Armen Recard stood up to speak, and by time the scumbag was finished, he could feel his heart racing and the blood pounding in his ears. It was a wonder his wand wasn't already in his hand, as he was THISCLOSE to hexing Recard's fat, pompous, empty, good-for-nothing head off. Then he was planning to announce to the Minister that he couldn't possibly work with the Department of Magical Transportation, considering that they were Head-less, all puns intended, when...
...well, Kensi channeled her anger in the right direction for once. Wes was impressed by her attitude despite her sickness and even more impressed that she'd decided to defend him and herself. That didn't happen nearly enough especially not when the person defending him was a woman. Regardless, Wes had to speak again, and so he stood. Again.
"There's no need to explain yourself, Whitworth," Wes stated in an impassive, but clear, tone. He looked at Armen and shook his head in a mock show of pity. "We live in a free country, where all idiots are entitled to speak their opinion, even if said opinion --- and allegiances --- try to tear down the very people protecting their rights, liberties, and safeties. We can take it, Whitworth, because we are the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, and we are going to do what is necessary to protect all of Wizarding Britain, even if it means protecting some people from themselves."
He patted her on the shoulder again, albeit not as gently this time, so that she would take a seat. It was time to get back to the evidence and the plan of action, which were the ONLY reasons he would sustain being in a room with Armen Recard.
"If there are no further objections," he looked straight at the other Schirmer, the one who hadn't spoken up yet, "we will be quarantining the infected individuals in the holding cells on level two, and will be shutting down the Ministry Cafeteria ASAP to investigate the potential cause of this outbreak. Any interested employees, regardless of department, are welcome to work in conjunction with the MLE on this investigation. Just meet up in the cafeteria after the meeting. We'll be sending teams of two around to relocate the infected to the holding cells on Level Two while their DNA samples are tested in the labs on Level Three. Rest assured that the infected will be treated with the utmost hospitality from level two and will be provided the finest security, as always."
He nodded again, and feeling like he was forgetting something or someone sat back down again. Quote:
Originally Posted by RachieRu Isobel didn't really have anything to say. She'd noticed a few of her employees acting a bit strange, but someone had already mentioned Demetrius' name. No need to repeat that. The thing was when Wesley stood up, Isobel sort of missed what he said, becoming a little vacant. She stared off in a fixed direction, not blinking for a couple of moments. Just as Ella finished speaking the mysteries head was a little more aware, and blinked as she glanced around. She was sort of semi-aware that she'd nodded off or something. Hmm. That was odd. She looked around. Had she missed anything important? Oh well. She was sure it was okay.
Well. She would've been if she hadn't started to dribble a little. Oh dear. Maybe she really had fallen asleep. Reaching into her pocket, she pulled out a tissue, and wiped her mouth. Well, that was a little embarrassing. "I hate your ex," Wes whispered not as softly as he probably should have, considering a few eyes were lingering on him. He was so caught up in the meeting and in his enemy just a few feet away that he didn't even notice the way his wife was dabbing at her mouth...
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