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Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo Lex almost snorted, almost. The jab at all the furniture in here didn't go unnoticed. Didn't change the fact it was missing something though. Just...she couldn't put her finger on it. "I do wonder who keeps restocking the coffee in here." Hers had come from the food court but she happened to know there was always some brewed and ready when people got there. "Do they like...elect a committee to maintain the comfort?" That's what people did in the working world....right? Elections and such.
She was half way through a bite of her muffin when he mentioned something about being sworn to secrecy. "Whoa, really? I didn't know that? It's all those meetings and cases you have to sit in on, isn't it?" She couldn't remember if YATIs were sworn to secrecy on specific matters but it was starting to seem more like everyone was. It was good he wouldn't go blabbing though considering she didn't wanna be permanently banned from that level.
And then he was going on about juicy court hearings. Lex quieted down, obviously expecting something epic but that was it, Dale had gone silent on her, effectively leaving her on a cliff hanger. "Well? You gonna tell me or what? I don't get to see nearly as many." Too busy sending the people to jail in the first place--if only, really she was just walking the Mystery and leaving with bruises from the day's training. No regrets though. Auror life would be worth it. "It's only fair." Nodnod. "The Comfort Committee," Dale said in a musing sort of tone, wondering if such a thing existed. "That sounds like a cushy job, doesn't it?" Hilarious, this one. Internally smirking at his own pun, Dale drank down more of his coffee now it was a much more tolerable temperature. "Could be house elves, too." Now she mentioned it, it was a pretty good question. Dale looked around the room again, musing on it, before continuing on the topic of secrets. "Well, yeah," he said, with a shrug of his shoulder. "Like, it's in the job contract, sort of thing. No blood oaths or Unbreakable Vows or anything like that." Dale had a sudden mental image of himself letting slip this detail or that and immediately discovering that, say, every time he opened his mouth he let out a great squawk or siren noise instead. That seemed like the sort of thing that might happen.
Dale grinned at Lex's eagerness then, even let out a little laugh before taking another bite of his sandwich. Heh. How to put this. "I may not be under an Unbreakable Vow, but I wouldn't be surprised if the job contract I signed had some kind of sneaky enchantment on it. One wrong word and I might..." he scrabbled around the recesses of his mind for some kind of creative possibility "... end up letting out a banshee cry whenever I open my mouth." Yeah, actually... Dale didn't know a whole lot about Rainey but he wouldn't be surprised if that happened. And he wouldn't want to face the man if it did, either. Merlin, no thank you. "I think I'll stick with my own dulcet tones."
But really, maybe if there weren't that sliiiight possibility, he'd probably have dished the dirt, in a manner of speaking.
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