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Nathan wandered sheepishly into the Wizengamot. He felt rather uncomfortable in here – the atmosphere was rather intimidating. He scratched his head uncomfortably and brushed his hair out his eyes as he looked around. He felt (and looked) very out of place, but had heard rumour that a Miss Egypt Riddle had started work here; as a judge no less! He had come here to check to see if that the rumour was indeed true. If so, she had done far better with her application than she anticipated - but this was not unexpected to Nathan. On their meeting the other day, it was clear to him that she was a woman of ambition and stature – not one to be chasing around after petty criminals - that was a job to be left up to the Nathaniel Greenwoods of this world. He wandered to the centre of the room and looked around, taking everything in… So this is where it all happened – where countless peoples fates were decided… for better or for worse. Scary stuff indeed.
The last time he had seen Egypt, the conversation had flowed freely and easily. He had been completely relaxed in her company… so why was he so nervous about seeing her again? - he was feeling tense just being in this room and it wasn’t helping matters. He willed himself to appear relaxed on the outside as he looked around. And then, he saw her. Sitting by the window, wearing plain black robes. For a moment, he thought about turning and walking away before she saw him – would she really want to see him again? He cleared his throat nervously and sauntered as casually as possible in her direction. “Miss Riddle” He said quietly as he came to a halt in front of her desk. “Just thought I’d drop by and wish you congratulations on the new job.” He gave her a warm smile, but unsure whether she would actually welcome his presence in her place of work.
Egypt was reading over some ancient parchments, from the Roman wizard's court proceedings. She had been the first person in that day. She was the new girl in the camp and she wanted to show that she more than deserved to be there. She was not paying any attention to the going ons around her. They were to get ready for a case and Egypt did not want to make a mistake or ask a silly question.
She looked up when she heard her name, expecting a fellow judge to ask her something. It was Nathan. She didn't think she would see him again, she had made such a fool or herself, she just knew that she had made a bad impression.
"Nathan." she said her manuscripts forgotten. She stood up quickly and knocked over all her papers. "Oh no," she bent to pick them up, forgetting that using her wand would have been a much faster way to collect her papers. He made her nervous.
"Thank you." She said loving the sheepish smile that he gave her. "I just started yesterday." She told him. She looked around there was no place to talk in private. "Do you want to grab a gilly water in the break room?" she asked, hoping he wanted to spend time with her as badly as she did him.