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*Holmesian Feline* · 03-16-2023, 08:40 PM

SPOILER!!: Mysterious Ones

Simon found himself softly smiling at her words about children and stuff happening. “Two young adults don’t do too bad themselves.” They would see how stuff progressed with Noah soon enough now that he was in the Ministry himself. “Yeah…not a fan of anything stopping working,” he mused. There was enough examples of that…like the floo powder. Or the lockdown of the ministry by the chizpurfles that caused them to have their departments spread all over muggle London.

Simon may have been quicker to notice the newcomer, not one to be snuck up on by a long shot. But as he recognized Damian as another Mysteries employee, the other man didn’t readily set off alarm bells in his head that something was amiss. The smoking mug was another story, an eyebrow raised slightly in curiosity. “Just the usual rounds..." he answered, taking note of the tone. "And yourself?" The security man keeping his own tone as if he was merely curious to what might be going on in the man's day.

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Holmesian Feline Chimaera Join Date: Oct 2006 Location: Baker Street Posts: 30,206 Hogwarts RPG Name: Marcus Briody Cole Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Nadia Atreyu-Rehman Gryffindor Sixth Year x8 x8	Toothless - Napoleon of Crime - Gryffinclaw - Owl Emissary - Pirate Auror - DoctorDonna SPOILER!!: Mysterious Ones Quote: Originally Posted by Helios Sunrider Whether it were a quirk of the department, or the doings of someone who thought he needed an occasional break, the rotating mysteries door deposited Damian in the Love Chamber about once a lunar month. Damian would take this in stride, sit at the fountain for around an hour, and reflect before moving on to the Death Chamber. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes with one hand, his other held a mug with the words "Give Me COFFEE Or Give Me DEATH" on it. Though it was obvious it wasn't coffee in the mug by the way it smoked. "What are you two up to?" Damian asked, knowing full well that the question could be turned right back at him. With a yawn and a stretch, the well dressed wizard sat with his back to the fountain, taking a long drink from his mug. Quote: Originally Posted by Nordic Witch "It was likewise enjoyable. Three young kids always makes things happen." Laurel answered with a smile. Especially ones with magical abilities. The pleasant smell emanating from the fountain made her walk closer to it. "Yes, a prediction. A woman in Leeds foretold that the fountain of amortentia was going to stop functioning properly." How or why wasn't specified, but prediction were usually never very specific. Shrugging Laurel said "I don't know, but it the fountain stops working then it's not good for the ministry." Just now Laurel realized that they weren't fully alone in the chamber; Damian was sitting with his back to the fountain and drinking something that smoked. Giving her fellow employee a long contemplative look Laurel answered slowly and curtly for herself. "I'm just here to see if a prediction has come true or if it's still laying in the future." She did not like the tone in Damian's voice. Simon could speak for himself. As head of security he probably had more legit reasons for visiting the love chamber than Damian or her had. Simon found himself softly smiling at her words about children and stuff happening. “Two young adults don’t do too bad themselves.” They would see how stuff progressed with Noah soon enough now that he was in the Ministry himself. “Yeah…not a fan of anything stopping working,” he mused. There was enough examples of that…like the floo powder. Or the lockdown of the ministry by the chizpurfles that caused them to have their departments spread all over muggle London. Simon may have been quicker to notice the newcomer, not one to be snuck up on by a long shot. But as he recognized Damian as another Mysteries employee, the other man didn’t readily set off alarm bells in his head that something was amiss. The smoking mug was another story, an eyebrow raised slightly in curiosity. “Just the usual rounds..." he answered, taking note of the tone. "And yourself?" The security man keeping his own tone as if he was merely curious to what might be going on in the man's day. __________________