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| Zombie Apocalypse Team Leader ★ ★ in a crown of pepperoni and artisan cheese SPOILER!!: Emily! Quote:
Originally Posted by Hera The man was nice, he'd give him that. Zeke bounced on the balls of his feet, still smiling. "Hi Anthony," was his response. Right now he was happy keeping to himself, not asking questions yet. They would come. He just needed to figure out which ones took priority. Emily nod her head, good good good. As long as they needed. "Thank you, Anthony," she replied, breaking the stiff professionalism they'd slipped into. This may have been work for him, but not for her, so she was quite content with playing the pedestrian. "Of course," she acknowledged, forms were expected, though she gave Zeke a look which said she'd need his help. As for the on-site Healers, good luck to them. "I trust he won't give your staff too much of a runaround," she noted, shooting Zeke a warning look. He was both nosy and clingy, so him getting himself into a pickle was a given, she only hoped it wouldn't result in her having to haul his butt back home or to the office, she didn't have time for clingy when she was working. Zeke continued smiling, his eyes examining the dull room, and Anthony, and Emily. Could he play yet? Where were the other grown ups? He wanted to play with them. Forms and Healers, yeaaahhh he understood. Emily got looks back though, he was innocent, it wasn't his fault things happened when he was around. A solitary nod communicated his understanding. And whoooooo was Miss Smith? Could he play with her? Could they go on a dragon-slaying-ice-cream-eating-Emily-searching adventure? Those were his favourites. Taking the forms, Emily gave them a once over before accepting the quill. "Thank you, that would be appreciated." Of course she wanted to meet the ones responsible for her sons well being. Merlin. As for questions, "I do actually... how long are you open for? and do you have a pick-up/drop-off service?" She didn't have a PA see, so getting him from school, to here, might pose issues for her. Smiling at the young boy some more, Anthony quirked an eyebrow up at Miss Brown. It always amused him when his colleagues called him by name. He couldn't rightfully pinpoint the 'why'...but the amusement was there, anyway. "We've recently answered a call from up at the school...and the Healers, alone, handled that startlingly well." He didn't cringe outwardly, of course...but the memories would never fade from that experience. "...and Athena has been a childcare provider long before coming to work for me. So, Mr. Zeke here is in good hands."
Tapping his finger at the corner of his mouth, he observed her as she wrote. It had always been interesting to him to watch people write..."Our purpose is to serve the Ministry workers during their work hours...and that includes those at might work late."...Nodding, he carried on. "Upon signing that form, a powerful little piece of magic will be activated. This will ensure that you and only you may remove your child from this facility. If there are any others that might pick up Zeke, they will have to be written on that form, so the magic will include them."
Pausing for a moment, Anthony turned from mother and child, whipping out his wand (with a slight flourish, at that). Speaking the patronus incantation, a rather large, silvery-white peacock burst forth from it's tip and pranced out of the room. Athena would be with them shortly. "It was a right annoyance resetting up those wards...but it, of course, was the only way I was going to feel comfortable moving the Daycare here." He knew how it looked.
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