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sweetpinkpixie · 04-09-2021, 02:50 AM

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Originally Posted by MadAlice

Jane hadn't been in Airey Flamsteed's office since long before the war, and from what she'd heard, the man she'd been talking to hadn't been quite himself at the time. In fact, she wasn't sure she had really had much contact with the real Flamsteed and felt nearly as nervous as the first day she'd arrived at the Ministry. But the man had accepted her request to schedule a meeting, so here she was, knocking on his door.

Airey continued to struggle with settling back into his old routine. A man who thrived on consistency and schedules, it was unnerving to find little solace in the predictability of daily life. Something he would no doubt be addressing with his healer during their next appointment in the coming days. While there was a common ground between all given they had all been apart of something monumental, the department head found himself even less able to relate to the average person...and he had always struggled with his social interactions for his entire life. There were only a handful of people who could perhaps truly understand the burden he shouldered having survived all that time in the mirror prison, but he was reluctant to divulge in these things.

...there had been...disputes between himself and Medea, which had resulted in turning the living room into their own Neutral Zone where it all had to be hung up and conflict prohibited. It was helping, a little.

These thoughts plagued him as he spun the now empty phial on his desk, waiting for Jane to arrive for their scheduled meeting. He could remember her being hired, her first day here at the Ministry, every conversation had with her...but all of it was as though he were experiencing it while underwater. It hadn't been him, and there had been soft echoes in conversation that reached him while tucked away in his, er, his captor's pocket. It was all a lot to process.

Rising as he hears he knock upon his door, Airey gave his wand a firm flick to release the enchantments on his door to permit her entry and then summoned his tea set and charming it to prepare the water. "Enter!"

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