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Old 12-31-2012, 11:09 AM   #33 (permalink)
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SPOILER!!: jade
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Frowning at Ferguson, Jade bit her lip thinking about what she should say and do. She was in already difficult position dealing with Isobel Ferguson who was the wife of a department head and a department head herself not to mention that she was a friend of Althea who was Jade's boss. Now she had to do her memory collection in an open area with people watching the memories. It wasn't ideal but with the suggested Muffilio and an added "Do not look" charm-- it should be alright.

She turned to Ferguson and nodded, “Alright but if you could please add a “Do Not Look” charm to it. When looking for particular memories they tend to appear in a way that they can be viewed by everyone.”

Jade then turned to Isobel, "Ma'am, I do work for Althea. As for needing the memories—they are crucial to the investigation of this illness in terms of finding out how you got infected and how to cure it. If you are concerned about people viewing your memories, I can put your memories under a special clearance meaning that only I, Althea, The Minister, and the other department heads can view your actual memories. The others will receive a written up description about them from me personally. I can use that clearance if it makes you more comfortable."

Levitating two chairs towards them, she gestured for Isobel to sit on the one while she took the other.

"Please look at me and try and clear your mind of all thoughts and worries." As Isobel did that, Jade conjured up empty memory vials and pointed her wand towards Isobel uttering a couple of phrases.

Out of Isobel's head came a white wisp of dense smoke which headed towards Jade. As it reached Jade, the thick smoke morphed into the images of two little boys and Mr. Ferguson.

Seeing those images, Jade leaned forward and gently touched and squeezed Isobel’s hand. “I know this is difficult but try and free your mind a little more.”

This time, there was only a white dense smoke flowing around Isobel and Jade. “That is good. Now I want you to think back to when you first started to feel sick—was it after you ate your lunch in the cafeteria?”

The smoke started to morph and change.


Isobel was pretty used to having her memories taken. She'd had it done a couple of times when she was an auror, so she wasn't really new too the process. Although it was going to be weird, everyone being in here. The sooner they got done with though, maybe the sooner the illness would be gone and she could be out of here. Because she was not a very happy lady right now, and it was only going to get worse if she had to stay in here any longer. This was not where she needed to be. Not when she had babies to look after.

"Yes. I would prefer that." Because she didn't want some random level 3 people seeing her memories. Sure she trusted Althea. She probably trusted that woman with her life, but there were some things that she did prefer being kept private, and her memories were one of them. As the woman conjured up two chairs, Isobel sat down. She hoped that this wouldn't take too long. She still had that nice craving for wood.

She tried to clear her head, like instructed, but Isobel sighed when her first memories morphed into Wesley, and her little boys. Oh her boys. Her eyes drifted over to Wes. She stared at him for a few moments, before looking back over to Jade. "Okay..." She tried to put the thoughts of her boys out of her head. She needed to get better for them, and that included helping the people as much as possible.

Her next memories were probably a little more helpful. Morphing into the image of Wesley again, but this time he was with her, and they were ordering food from the ministry cafeteria.
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