 Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent
Her office was about as bad as she would have expected, basing her assumptions on what she had observed in the Ministry thus far. It was going to take an awful lot of cleaning, she supposed, to get the place back to anything remotely conducive as a workplace. But she wasn't sure that was the most pressing of her concerns as no one knew exactly what they were dealing with.
Mariel was poking at the small fireplace in the room to see if the flooing system would work when she heard a small hoot from her desk. Still somewhat on guard, her green eyes quickly snapped towards the sound, spotting a small owl perched there. She stared at it a moment as it seemed almost out of place before shaking her head a bit as she approached it. "We're getting owls already?" she mused aloud as she pulled the letter from his leg. Odd it seemed that an owl would already be making its way here when they just managed to force their way back in.
Green eyes skimmed the contents of the letter as her eyebrow threatened to reach her hairline. Cease sporting? Right. "This lunatic has perfect timing, doesn't he?" Or.. she? She gave a rather unimpressed look to the owl as if she were addressing him. Honestly, she had enough on her plate right now with trying to figure out this Ministry mess and now she had to worry about some nutjob's hatred for Quidditch. Though it really was directed towards schools, wasn't it? Sigh.
And the owl was still there. Expecting a treat, she supposed. Somewhat distracted, Mariel opened up one of the desk drawers, figuring Lourdes must have kept some somewhere. Finally finding what she thought were probably owl treats, she tossed a few on the desk near where the owl was standing. "There you are, now shoo." Not that she had real issue with the bird - he somewhat reminded her of Tisiphone anyway - but she was all sorts of annoyed now and needed to go speak with her Quidditch team at the very least. Letter in hand, she headed out of her office.
__________________ started like a knight in a fairytale_______________________________________________
ended like a moth in flames______________________
______________________don't you worry I'll be fine
_________________________________________________you were good for the plot line |