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Bazinga · 08-18-2014, 02:13 AM

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Blasted printing press.

Basil was THIS close to passing out from the ink stains on his hands as he tried to scrub them clean in his sink. It was also unclear as to whether he was feeling lightheaded because he was hyperventilating or because of the ink fumes. "I thought we had that blasted thing fixed," he grumbled as he scrubbed away and heard a knock at the door.

Oh brilliant timing...whoever was on the other side of it. Maybe they could catch him like some tiny little pea sized rag doll as he fainted from all this INK?!

At least his red converse remained unstained thanks to some charms work.

"Come in!" he squeaked. The door was actually unlocked this time...because he hadn't the patience nor the thought to actually lock it after he had rushed in. BECAUSE OF THE INK ON HIS HANDS.

"Out, damned spot! Out, I say!"

Hear his boss Jorge opened the door and the first thing that happened was he smelled the ink fumes, the next thing was the sight. He wasn't sure whether to laugh or just stare.

So of course he stared for a few minutes.

"You alright boss?" Wasn't sure what else to do really. Not like he could go wash the man's hands for him or anything. "If you are busy I could come back, but I just wanted to speak with you about my career here." He had things on his mind, but with what was being seen maybe Basil had more important things going on.

08-18-2014, 02:13 AM	#57 (permalink)
Bazinga MO & DMGS Forest Troll Join Date: Aug 2011 Location: Ohio Posts: 28,009 Hogwarts RPG Name: Kirsten Delbin Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Mateo Theodore Slytherin Fifth Year x11 x9	Puff by day, snake by night \| Mj's bestie \| Always UP to Something... Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie Blasted printing press. Basil was THIS close to passing out from the ink stains on his hands as he tried to scrub them clean in his sink. It was also unclear as to whether he was feeling lightheaded because he was hyperventilating or because of the ink fumes. "I thought we had that blasted thing fixed," he grumbled as he scrubbed away and heard a knock at the door. Oh brilliant timing...whoever was on the other side of it. Maybe they could catch him like some tiny little pea sized rag doll as he fainted from all this INK?! At least his red converse remained unstained thanks to some charms work. "Come in!" he squeaked. The door was actually unlocked this time...because he hadn't the patience nor the thought to actually lock it after he had rushed in. BECAUSE OF THE INK ON HIS HANDS. "Out, damned spot! Out, I say!" Hear his boss Jorge opened the door and the first thing that happened was he smelled the ink fumes, the next thing was the sight. He wasn't sure whether to laugh or just stare. So of course he stared for a few minutes. "You alright boss?" Wasn't sure what else to do really. Not like he could go wash the man's hands for him or anything. "If you are busy I could come back, but I just wanted to speak with you about my career here." He had things on his mind, but with what was being seen maybe Basil had more important things going on. __________________