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Cinn-O-Bun
Warren frowned and glared at Ben. He had to hand it to the kid though unlike everyone else in the office he was the only one who would stand toe to toe with him. Maybe he'd make for a good assistant....maybe. "As much as I miss my father Amsten." Not at all.
Warren turned toward the girl who had walked in and he leaned back in his chair, "Ms Lovecraft...if you are MLES or Wizengamot you shall stay. Do we...disturb you?" He raised an eyebrow at the girl. Standing up he sat on the corner of his desk, "With the acception of Mr. Amsten over there who couldn't be intimidated by a runaway train while he's standing on the bloody track...every one in this room is intimidated by me and I doubt it's because of this scar," he said as he ran his finger down his cheekbone. "I don't like weakness. A weak agent makes for an easy target. I've seen more in my life than all of you put together and my ruling IS final because it might just save your life one day. If you don't feel up to that...do take your leave...if you don't like a challenge and want a desk job that kills your brain cells slowly be my guest. But in here...we listen...we work together...and we do as we're told."
Standing up he moved toward the front of his desk and leaned against it, "This job is not for slouches. I saw how the other MLES agents were by best friend was one and now works for the Prophet if that's any kind of benchmark as to what it was like. True we don't fight the big bad dark wizards that I've had to fight as an Auror. No, we have a tougher job. Keeping and maintaining law and order. As such...we're going to have drills weakly. Consider it...a way to test your abilities every Friday at 4. Something I'm sure all of you will enjoy because they will consist of mock duels and various things." Looking around he propped his foot on the arm of Ben's chair. "This is a duel office. Duel meaning two divisions. As such we will be spending half the time working cases for the Wizengamot for trial and half the time working out own. Sucks I know but it's all I can do. Any questions?"
Ben smirked again and looked as a new girl walked in. Then Warren started making a speech.
Is this going to take long? Benjamin was a bit offended as Warren said he was intimidated by anything. Of course he was. If there was a train heading towards him he'd move as quickly as possible. And then Warren went somewhere than Benjamin had to speak up. He stood up and said,
"Excuse me, Warren. But unless the following happened to you, you will never know pain as much as me. I saw my mother murdered right in front of me when I was five, and I've been in pain and agony since." This time Ben was serious. "And in my opinion, that's the worst possible thing someone can 'see.'" Ben looked at everyone watching and back at Warren to see his response.