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Tazenhani · 06-13-2015, 02:18 PM

SPOILER!!: Wrapping us up <3

Sabel hesitated before reaching forward and taking the book and the magazines, refraining from lighting them on fire right then and there. He could think of several much better uses for the paper than sitting around in his desk until the MLE made their way over. But it would all look bad, worse than it did now. "I'll have a look, and send the owls out right away."

He traced his finger absently over the spine of the Cult book, a faint memory stirring. "Simon will be reserved as back-up. I'll only be asking Legend to come." He had his reasons. Reasons he didn't quite feel like explaining at the moment. "And if another article does get published...."

A small, amused smile touched the corners of his lips. "Well I'm sure I'll be back in your office in short manner." If. It was a big if, but it was still there. An if he found himself hoping for. It might help give answers to their questions, as infuriating as it was sure to be.

His attention came back up, his gaze lingering on her for only a second. "I did. My first term here." And that was enough for that line of conversation. Enough to make the both of them feel incredibly old.

Instead, his gaze tracked around the office, narrowing skeptically at the window, the bookshelves and almost every other piece of furniture. "Probably a good idea to double your wards and reset your password." He doubted she needed to be told. "And conceal any items that may be of a personal .... attachment."

His mind went back to the ash pile on his desk, to the letter he had already sent off....

Pushing himself to his feet, Sabel tucked the cursed documents under his arm. "I'll let you know as soon as I recieve word back from the Ministry. Thank you, for seeing me at such a late hour." A pause and glance at the rather untouched tea.

With a sigh, he reached forward, picked up the cup and downed the contents. When finished he held it up in a small salute. "And for the tea."

06-13-2015, 02:18 PM	#29 (permalink)
Tazenhani DMLE & DoM Doxy Join Date: Oct 2009 Posts: 6,150 Hogwarts RPG Name: Amur Neverwinter Fourth Year	~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~ SPOILER!!: Wrapping us up <3 Quote: Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl Why was he so reluctant to share their names with her? It wasn't like whoever had planted these items in her office could get to the aurors before they did... could they? The thought startled her. "Chosen and Bennett. Fine lads." She definitely remembered Legend. "I suppose I should allow you to have the materials that were left in both our offices then... you can check them over for further incantations and traces of Dark magic, until your friends come to collect them..." Yes, she had changed her mind. Maybe the sight of those ridiculous magazines was starting to annoy her now. Or maybe she really did trust Sabel and his plans. Maybe. A P indeed. Bunz nodded again but tilted her chin up suddenly when Sabel seemed to have a bit of a reaction to her husband's name. "Did you have him?" She couldn't recall, actually, didn't want to recall most of their early days as professors... and just like that, Sabel was moving the conversation along. "I was in the back, in my private quarters." She leaned forward in her chair slightly to point to the back. "My cat didn't disturb them either. They only go off when an invited force intrudes." Like through the window, for example, or past the stone gargoyles without her permission or password... though now that she thought about it, what if someone had bypassed the gargoyles entirely? There WERE still passageways she didn't know about in this castle... Sabel hesitated before reaching forward and taking the book and the magazines, refraining from lighting them on fire right then and there. He could think of several much better uses for the paper than sitting around in his desk until the MLE made their way over. But it would all look bad, worse than it did now. "I'll have a look, and send the owls out right away." He traced his finger absently over the spine of the Cult book, a faint memory stirring. "Simon will be reserved as back-up. I'll only be asking Legend to come." He had his reasons. Reasons he didn't quite feel like explaining at the moment. "And if another article does get published...." A small, amused smile touched the corners of his lips. "Well I'm sure I'll be back in your office in short manner." If. It was a big if, but it was still there. An if he found himself hoping for. It might help give answers to their questions, as infuriating as it was sure to be. His attention came back up, his gaze lingering on her for only a second. "I did. My first term here." And that was enough for that line of conversation. Enough to make the both of them feel incredibly old. Instead, his gaze tracked around the office, narrowing skeptically at the window, the bookshelves and almost every other piece of furniture. "Probably a good idea to double your wards and reset your password." He doubted she needed to be told. "And conceal any items that may be of a personal .... attachment." His mind went back to the ash pile on his desk, to the letter he had already sent off.... Pushing himself to his feet, Sabel tucked the cursed documents under his arm. "I'll let you know as soon as I recieve word back from the Ministry. Thank you, for seeing me at such a late hour." A pause and glance at the rather untouched tea. With a sigh, he reached forward, picked up the cup and downed the contents. When finished he held it up in a small salute. "And for the tea." __________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________ I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________ _______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy.