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Birchwoodmom · 08-27-2018, 04:50 AM

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Originally Posted by Stefan

"Flamsteed?" Albert slowly turned to the woman and looked at her in disbelief and amusement. Of course. He'd be genuinely surprised if he didn't fall to such trap. Albert heard things about the man. Impressive things sure, but he wasn't the conventional type that the man expected from a person with such stellar achievements. Albert clicked his tongue, and looked at the caged animal before them, raising both of brows. "I wouldn't say the Ministry is a safe place and bizarre...things happen, however, this kind of mischief shouldn't be allowed as it disrupts the flow of government services. Apart from, endangering the lives of important employees like Mr. Flamsteed here." And it didn't help with the things he'd been hearing through the grapevine.

"From what Department are you, Miss?" Albert asked, half ignoring her next question as he fished out his subminiature camera from the breast pocket of his coat. One could say that he was in his element, documenting and taking mental notes of his recent creature capture. The only difference was that the pictures will be one of the many hard proofs he could offer to the Wizengamot (if the gossip he'd been hearing was true that is), and perhaps a little blackmail against Airey. He does remember his hate for...felines during his first Ministry Orientation a long time ago.

He took a step towards the cage and took several pictures of Flamsteed in different angles with a very discreet clicking sound. Next was the room that the Department Head had managed to destroy.

She shook her head in agreement. "I would think not. Such a thing should never be allowed at the Ministry of Magic." Maybe this was one of the things she was supposed to be on the lookout for? Conley had warned her of strange things and Ms. Bones had hinted to strange happenings as well.

She eyed the man, pulling the device from his pocket. "I'm Ashery. Ashery Lewis. I'm the personal assistant to Ms. January Bones, office of the Minister of Magic." And proud of it. She felt important saying her full title out loud. Then, the sickening panic returned. She still had no idea where the Minister was. Mr. Flamsteed's fit had taken her way off track. "Sir, do you think you could play with your toy later on so we can figure out a way to return Mr. Flamsteed to his original, wizard state?" She felt as if she were talking to one of her brothers, as they attempted to play instead of getting their work done. Her patience was wearing far too thin and if she had any way of fixing the mess herself, she would.

08-27-2018, 04:50 AM	#31 (permalink)
Birchwoodmom DMGS & MO Snidget Join Date: Dec 2017 Location: PNW GMT-8 Posts: 2,694 Hogwarts RPG Name: Kassandra Sutton Graduated	\| Ravenpuff \| Part Ninja \| Boat Rocker \| Exhausted Pigeon \| Quote: Originally Posted by Stefan "Flamsteed?" Albert slowly turned to the woman and looked at her in disbelief and amusement. Of course. He'd be genuinely surprised if he didn't fall to such trap. Albert heard things about the man. Impressive things sure, but he wasn't the conventional type that the man expected from a person with such stellar achievements. Albert clicked his tongue, and looked at the caged animal before them, raising both of brows. "I wouldn't say the Ministry is a safe place and bizarre...things happen, however, this kind of mischief shouldn't be allowed as it disrupts the flow of government services. Apart from, endangering the lives of important employees like Mr. Flamsteed here." And it didn't help with the things he'd been hearing through the grapevine. "From what Department are you, Miss?" Albert asked, half ignoring her next question as he fished out his subminiature camera from the breast pocket of his coat. One could say that he was in his element, documenting and taking mental notes of his recent creature capture. The only difference was that the pictures will be one of the many hard proofs he could offer to the Wizengamot (if the gossip he'd been hearing was true that is), and perhaps a little blackmail against Airey. He does remember his hate for...felines during his first Ministry Orientation a long time ago. He took a step towards the cage and took several pictures of Flamsteed in different angles with a very discreet clicking sound. Next was the room that the Department Head had managed to destroy. She shook her head in agreement. "I would think not. Such a thing should never be allowed at the Ministry of Magic." Maybe this was one of the things she was supposed to be on the lookout for? Conley had warned her of strange things and Ms. Bones had hinted to strange happenings as well. She eyed the man, pulling the device from his pocket. "I'm Ashery. Ashery Lewis. I'm the personal assistant to Ms. January Bones, office of the Minister of Magic." And proud of it. She felt important saying her full title out loud. Then, the sickening panic returned. She still had no idea where the Minister was. Mr. Flamsteed's fit had taken her way off track. "Sir, do you think you could play with your toy later on so we can figure out a way to return Mr. Flamsteed to his original, wizard state?" She felt as if she were talking to one of her brothers, as they attempted to play instead of getting their work done. Her patience was wearing far too thin and if she had any way of fixing the mess herself, she would. __________________