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Felixir · 01-09-2024, 12:43 AM

Daxton Prince was a man who did not take kindly to being hassled, particularly not when his hasslers were not even his coworkers. Nor was he a man who received many interdepartmental memos, as may have been clear from his ire at the last one that had just found him. Found him and thrown him completely off his stride midway through a Thought Experiment, messing up the entire thing, which had put him in a thoroughly bad mood (especially as the memo had been sent to the Chamber in error... somehow).

Loath as he was to admit it, what Daxton needed in this moment was some decompressing. In fact, he could not really recall how long he had been at work in the Thought Chamber. His watch was telling him one thing, but it definitely felt to him like he had been absorbed enough in his work that he had missed a stint of sleep. The watch declined to confirm, but it could well be malfunctioning what with some of the magic it had been exposed to recently.

At first, Daxton ignored the spray bottle as he usually did in here, before relenting and turning back to spritz himself. He found the spray bottle routine to be an inconvenience, but he was not stupid. If his watch was malfunctioning, it was better to neutralise the magic on and around him, just in case.

That done, he approached the other individual in the room, the one with the book. A relatively new face in the department, which he knew only because he paid attention to these things - and because he'd possibly vaguely recognised him from those turbulent Hogwarts days - not because he had any interest in his coworkers. No matter how much he was hassled about that, too.

Daxton strode over to Andreassen and stood regarding him for a moment, not speaking, but conjuring up a small blank card and turning it over in his fingers, waiting for the man's attention. This being his more polite approach to socialising.

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Felixir Book Club Mod Alley Proprietor Banshee Join Date: Dec 2008 Location: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Posts: 50,139 Hogwarts RPG Name: Charlie Upstead Gryffindor Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Aurelio Kaiser Slytherin Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Alexei Petrov Slytherin First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Yves Flamel Slytherin Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Achilles Zacharias Ravenclaw Third Year Diagon Alley Proprietor: Ezekiel Ransom-Kruus Ollivanders x12 x12	let's see how this goes Lovely™ \| Captain Hurted \| Ariana's Bane \| Resident Antagonist \| Unparalleled Delight Daxton Prince was a man who did not take kindly to being hassled, particularly not when his hasslers were not even his coworkers. Nor was he a man who received many interdepartmental memos, as may have been clear from his ire at the last one that had just found him. Found him and thrown him completely off his stride midway through a Thought Experiment, messing up the entire thing, which had put him in a thoroughly bad mood (especially as the memo had been sent to the Chamber in error... somehow). Loath as he was to admit it, what Daxton needed in this moment was some decompressing. In fact, he could not really recall how long he had been at work in the Thought Chamber. His watch was telling him one thing, but it definitely felt to him like he had been absorbed enough in his work that he had missed a stint of sleep. The watch declined to confirm, but it could well be malfunctioning what with some of the magic it had been exposed to recently. At first, Daxton ignored the spray bottle as he usually did in here, before relenting and turning back to spritz himself. He found the spray bottle routine to be an inconvenience, but he was not stupid. If his watch was malfunctioning, it was better to neutralise the magic on and around him, just in case. That done, he approached the other individual in the room, the one with the book. A relatively new face in the department, which he knew only because he paid attention to these things - and because he'd possibly vaguely recognised him from those turbulent Hogwarts days - not because he had any interest in his coworkers. No matter how much he was hassled about that, too. Daxton strode over to Andreassen and stood regarding him for a moment, not speaking, but conjuring up a small blank card and turning it over in his fingers, waiting for the man's attention. This being his more polite approach to socialising. __________________ Days of Potter 2023:___________________________ Which Bertie Botts Flavour Are You? You are Chocolate! Last edited by Felixir; 01-09-2024 at 10:15 AM. Reason: he's been side-eyeing me about how he'd likely know his name by now (i think???)