 *randomly tagged* | Norbert(a) | The Wandmaker (tm)
Conley had climbed from the courtrooms to the second floor. He had taken his time, but it was still a bit of a climb. He could have taken the lifts, but he wanted the exercise. The sad part was, that he had thought he was in shape. Fact appeared to be that he wasn’t. Perhaps he should add some jogging to his exercise routine or up his swimming.
As he walked into the Law Enforcement offices, he took a moment to catch his breath and to shift around the books and scrolls he had hauled with him to the courtrooms. Part of his mind was still on the odd conversation between Airey and himself and the random DoM employee who had suddenly popped up and tried to pry her way into the discussion. The whole affair had made Conley very uncomfortable and he hoped Airey would take care of his noisy employee. But part of that conversation was why he was here, making his way over to Alexa’s office.
He took a moment to tuck a lock of hair back into the place, then knocked on Alexa’s office door.
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