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Originally Posted by Macavity

Simon listened as some answered and some didn't. One of the members of the department from the other office walked up and asked whats was going on and he stayed quiet once more, figuring Jax or Dacs was better suited for giving a clear clue as to what was happening with them.

Back to listening.

He was surprised at first when Legend spoke up but realizing his fellow YATI hadn't heard the question right. He was listing the people he DID know instead of responding that he didn't know anyone. Come to think of it, Emily had before that. Geez people....pay attention to whats being asked. He inwardly sighed, thinking of it only confusing the situation.



The former Gryffindor hadn't noticed his friend's arrival into the area at first, the food garnering attention from many of the employees. Not to mention Simon was doing his best to do his job, even though what was currently being discussed didn't pertain to him at the moment. However eventually his gaze started to wander off around them, paying more attention to their surroundings. It was then he noticed the familiar face off a short distance.

Right...attention to work...they are still at work or well he and his fellow workers were. Even when most of those around them werent.

Simon was about to turn fully back to Jax when something about Kyle's behavior seemed off. Sure he didn't know EVERY thing about her but he'd spent enough time around the clutzy former Ravenclaw to know a thing or two. And Kyle being off sent up red flags. Without even thinking much on it ...he got up from his seat and trying to not disturb his coworkers, slowly crossed towards her. "Kyle?"

Eww...what was that? Was she sick?

Simon crossed the last few steps and come up beside her now fully concerned. "Kyle...what's wrong?"

The drooling girl did not feel good at all and now there was someone talking to her. She was embarassed to say the least as she picked up a centerpiece of the table - sure it had flowers in it. But maintenance didn't have to know that she was the one who dumped it right.

Flipping the vase over the water and the flowers fell onto the table taking the empty vase up to her chin she let the excessive amount of drool just spill into the vase. She needed more vases. She just needed to get the heck out of dodge before things all went wrong.

Kyle tried to smile but it just looked like she had missed her mouth with a cup of water.

"I..." she trailed off a bit "thont...." why wouldn't this darn drool just STOP? She was mad at the drool, MAD at it. She wanted it to dry up and just leave her alone. Whatever it was - whatever had caused it should be cursed by Merlin and his ancestors for all eternity. "gnow" yeah that didn't sound like a word.

Sitting down on the table she put her forehead on the table. The vase seemed to be FILLED with drool already. She groaned - but it only made a gurgling sound. "I feel sick" she whined and taking her wand she summoned a white board and a dry erase board.

What's wrong is I CAN'T STOP DROOLING. She pointed to the words and groaned loudly and began to write again. I feel really sick...can you grab me a bucket? A really BIG bucket for all the drool?

SPOILER!!: Poor Girl

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Originally Posted by McFeisty

The drooling girl did not feel good at all and now there was someone talking to her. She was embarassed to say the least as she picked up a centerpiece of the table - sure it had flowers in it. But maintenance didn't have to know that she was the one who dumped it right.

Flipping the vase over the water and the flowers fell onto the table taking the empty vase up to her chin she let the excessive amount of drool just spill into the vase. She needed more vases. She just needed to get the heck out of dodge before things all went wrong.

Kyle tried to smile but it just looked like she had missed her mouth with a cup of water.

"I..." she trailed off a bit "thont...." why wouldn't this darn drool just STOP? She was mad at the drool, MAD at it. She wanted it to dry up and just leave her alone. Whatever it was - whatever had caused it should be cursed by Merlin and his ancestors for all eternity. "gnow" yeah that didn't sound like a word.

Sitting down on the table she put her forehead on the table. The vase seemed to be FILLED with drool already. She groaned - but it only made a gurgling sound. "I feel sick" she whined and taking her wand she summoned a white board and a dry erase board.

What's wrong is I CAN'T STOP DROOLING. She pointed to the words and groaned loudly and began to write again. I feel really sick...can you grab me a bucket? A really BIG bucket for all the drool?

"I...thont....gnow"

Simon frowned and tried to decipher whatever it was that she said. It taking a few moments before it kinda clicked amongst the possibilities of what it could be...she didn't know. Okay one question down. And given the fact that she was throwing up or expelling something into the vase she had taken from the centerpiece the added mention of her feeling sick made sense.

While Kyle herself, summoned a white board, the YATI debated the next course of action while said girl rested her head against the table. Simon fought the urge to rub her back soothingly like he remembered his mum doing when he himself felt ill growing up. She couldn't stop drooling? Now that was something he wasn't aware of being a symptom of anything but then again he wasn't in any means a healer.

Nodding he obediantly did as she asked, or rather wrote on the board, taking out his wand and summoning a large bucket, placing it within her reach. "Would you like me to help? Would you like me to take you somewhere?"

Restroom?...home?...Mungos?

Surely Jax would excuse him, or insist on doing it himself.

He nodded his head in confirmation. "A good name to have." If he didn't say so himself. "Older brother?" He was... mildly curious about it, but really Rafael didn't care to pry to deeply into her family life.

"I'm sure that won't be the only thing different about the job. Must be a change working for the government and not an academy." Where there were children running underfoot and constant mistakes that needed fixing. He could never be an educator. "I've worked with your team some, they're a good lot. Have you had a chance to look around the level yet?"

Ella smiled and nodded again. "No, he's three years younger than me... He's actually an artist, living in Spain," she added with a small chuckle, the reason she told him being that her and her brother's occupations were rather opposite from each other, it was a little ironic. And for conversation's sake.

"That's definitely true. Another thing I'll have to get used to." She could manage, though. Ella was pleased to hear that Rafael thought her team was good at what they do. That was a relief. "I've gotten pretty familiar with everything having to do with my department, but I haven't really gotten the chance to poke around your parts of the level. I'm sure I'll get around to it soon," she said with a small smile. Once all the beginner's-stress wore off. At least... she hoped it wore off.

Wait. He just didn't stop at one taste of stew, but NO. He proceeded to consume her ENTIRE bowl of stew. "I'm glad you enjoyed it," Alex said, bitterly. The first lie. And then, he had the NERVE and GALLBLADDER to request her to get him something else.... something he trailed off about, because well, he was staring at her.

Unnaturally staring.

Which was countered by a glare of her own. She maintained fierce eye contact with him, crossing her arms. It was childish, perhaps, to stare back at someone, but this .... STEW!THIEF needed to be taught a lesson.

Amy strolled into Seating Area, completely at a loss for what needed to be said or done. She didn't really know why she was here in the first place, actually. Sure, she had to meet the new Department Head but did she really want to meet the woman who had taken over from the hot boss they had last time?

Eh.

The fact that the new Department Head was a woman made Amy slightly uneasy as well. She didn't get along well with women, actually, and if this woman was prettier than her, then Amy would have a very hard time getting along with her. Unless she was like a female version of Atticus 'Attractive Man' Aldredge. Then they could talk. Oh, how she missed Attractive Man. The guy made coming to work a lot of fun, actually. And that one time they had talked by the fireplace... she would never forget that.

The brunette gazed around until her eyes landed on a woman who seemed to be the centre of attention in this area. She looked the woman up and down, pursing her lips slightly and silently cursing herself because of her luck. Yes, the new Head was pretty. Stunning, in fact. And yes, she was surrounded by her adoring fans employees. And... there were some guys there as well.

Squirm.

She could go over and greet the woman later. Right now... she needed to see if Dart was here as well. Which... as she looked around, she realised that he was! Amy smiled a little, feeling a familiar flutter in her stomach. He always managed to make her feel that way and she actually didn't mind it. Maybe she was going soft, who knows. All she knew was that she had the best boyfriend in the magical world and no one can take him away from her.

But then she realised what he was doing and the smile faltered, only to be replaced by a frown. Why... was he staring at that woman like that? And who was this goblin that was attracting his attention so much? She narrowed her eyes at her and looked her up and down. Yeah, she was not pleased at all. The woman wasn't even that pretty! So why was Dart staring at her like that?

Still frowning, Amy grabbed two cups of coffee and started making her way towards the couple. She had a plan when it came to things like this. And she was certain that this plan would pan out well. So certain, that she strode as confidently as possible on her way to the two. When she was a metre or so away from the two, the woman 'tripped' and sent the contents of the two cups flying towards the couple. Now time to act innocent and lovely. "Oops. Sorry, I tripped." Internal snort. She gave a false, sickly smile towards the goblin woman. There.

The staring continued and it took a while for Dartanian to refocus. He hadn't even catched what Alex had just said, all he had heard was her last word which was 'it'. Whatever she had been talking about, Dart couldn't care less, even now that he was a little more focused. His focus didn't last long though, and as Alex began staring at him, he looked back at her with a glazed expression

It almost looked like they were having a stare off. That wasn't Dart's intention at all. As much as he disliked Alex, he was just for some reason really unable to concentrate, and he felt a little tired. Maybe that's what was making him stare into blank space, or in this case at Alex.

O____O

What in the name of France was that?

As something that smelled like coffee went splashing all over him, Dartanian closed he's eyes and licked his lips. Yep, coffee it was. The Frenchie blinked and then opened his eyes fully to see his 'bootifool Emy' on the floor.

He frowned. He had many reasons to do so. One. He was covered in coffee. Hot coffee. Two. His girlfriend didn't look too happy and Three... well Alex was in the same room as him.

"It'z elright, I 'ope you okey." He didn't like seeing his 'Emy' like this. He turned his head back to Alex for a short while and gave her a small smirk trying to show that he actually did have a girlfriend. Turning back to Amy he extended his now sticky arm out towards her. "Let me 'elp you up meh bootifool."

If only Dartanian knew what really had been going on in his girlfriends mind...

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Originally Posted by Macavity

"I...thont....gnow"

Simon frowned and tried to decipher whatever it was that she said. It taking a few moments before it kinda clicked amongst the possibilities of what it could be...she didn't know. Okay one question down. And given the fact that she was throwing up or expelling something into the vase she had taken from the centerpiece the added mention of her feeling sick made sense.

While Kyle herself, summoned a white board, the YATI debated the next course of action while said girl rested her head against the table. Simon fought the urge to rub her back soothingly like he remembered his mum doing when he himself felt ill growing up. She couldn't stop drooling? Now that was something he wasn't aware of being a symptom of anything but then again he wasn't in any means a healer.

Nodding he obediantly did as she asked, or rather wrote on the board, taking out his wand and summoning a large bucket, placing it within her reach. "Would you like me to help? Would you like me to take you somewhere?"

Restroom?...home?...Mungos?

Surely Jax would excuse him, or insist on doing it himself.

Kyleigh was going to thank him for bringing her a bucket - which was now filling quite quickly with drool. She didn't want to be here - good god the woman was an embarrassment enough as it were. Now she'd have the reputation as the girl who drooled all over the cafeteria.

When she moved her hand to pick up the pen to say she was going to leave - all that happened was her hand shook violently. Her forehead began to sweat, knees wobbling, and somewhere deep inside of her - her insides were making summersaults.

Her fingers didn't even have time to close about the dry-erase marker when her body began to shake and shiver. The muscles in her stomach and back tightened as she made an almost imperceptible dry-heave. Almost because you didn't see a movement at all. The only issue was the rather annoying and tedious hacking sound that came from her throat.

Quickly she just spit into the bucket thinking that the excessive drool was the problem. But no - her throat had something else in mind. As she moved to pick up her pen once more to thank Simon for his help.

Tha was all she got out before her body convulsed once more.

With great effort she took a sip of water - which didn't help the drooling and now sweating and sickly looking girl's predicament one bit. As she turned to move closer to the bucket it happened.

Her stomach unleashed a torrent of sickly smelling bile onto the one person who had been trying to help her.

On the upside she felt a little bit better. Her body shaking once more and the tell tale goosebumps appearing over her pasty skin she began to vomit again. As the sickness stopped or slowed down she turned to Simon and gave him a feeble sorry expression.

She wasn't even sure HOW this had developed into a staring contest; it wasn't like Dartanian was even worth looking at. But despite all that, Alex couldn't tear her gaze away from his, which probably had more to do with spite and stubbornness than looks. He started the stare and he was going to break it.

But what happened next just happened so quickly, Alex didn't have time to duck or anything. Rather, instead, the entire contents of one of the coffee cups, which must have just been filled, came down onto the front of her cream coloured blouse.

Not only that, but the culprit gave this ALL TOO FAKE smile, making the claim that she 'tripped'. What a bag of dragon dung.

But what was worse was that the interruption broke the staring contest and this INTRUDER seemed to take up all of Dart's attention. That she CARED, because she didn't even LIKE the guy, but really? Was it NECESSARY to RUIN a girl's blouse over a guy?

"You owe me a blouse." Alex said tartly to the woman, pulling the clingy wet fabric from her skin.

SPOILER!!: Sickly girl

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Originally Posted by McFeisty

Kyleigh was going to thank him for bringing her a bucket - which was now filling quite quickly with drool. She didn't want to be here - good god the woman was an embarrassment enough as it were. Now she'd have the reputation as the girl who drooled all over the cafeteria.

When she moved her hand to pick up the pen to say she was going to leave - all that happened was her hand shook violently. Her forehead began to sweat, knees wobbling, and somewhere deep inside of her - her insides were making summersaults.

Her fingers didn't even have time to close about the dry-erase marker when her body began to shake and shiver. The muscles in her stomach and back tightened as she made an almost imperceptible dry-heave. Almost because you didn't see a movement at all. The only issue was the rather annoying and tedious hacking sound that came from her throat.

Quickly she just spit into the bucket thinking that the excessive drool was the problem. But no - her throat had something else in mind. As she moved to pick up her pen once more to thank Simon for his help.

Tha was all she got out before her body convulsed once more.

With great effort she took a sip of water - which didn't help the drooling and now sweating and sickly looking girl's predicament one bit. As she turned to move closer to the bucket it happened.

Her stomach unleashed a torrent of sickly smelling bile onto the one person who had been trying to help her.

On the upside she felt a little bit better. Her body shaking once more and the tell tale goosebumps appearing over her pasty skin she began to vomit again. As the sickness stopped or slowed down she turned to Simon and gave him a feeble sorry expression.

Simon watched Kyle carefully as she moved and...drooled, obviously not able to speak all that much with her condition at the moment. He couldn't help be worried as she started to shake, first her hands and then her legs seemed to before it traveled all round her body. Was she convulsing? Was it even more serious then he was already thinking?

"Okay Kyle, I certainly think I definantly think I need to get you to help," Simon said as he held out both his hands ready to simply take hold of her and move her himself. But also half-afraid of moving her as he debated what to do. She spit more into the bucket he had conjured and then appeared to be wanting to write something to him.

However suddenly she jerked again and the front of his clothes were moist as Kyle threw up on him. Eww...okay. Definantly think this is bad and getting even worse. Simon swallowed to push back his own discomfort, though seeing as he was supposed to be able to deal with far nastier stuff like blood the YATI dealt with it. "Its okay, Kyle..." he assured her at the young woman's wordless appology sent her way, his wand back out in a moment. "Scourgify."

There...relatively clean again.

"Evanesco..." he added as a second thought, vanishing the contents of the filling bucket and moving it back closer to Kyle. So no moving yet, lest she throw up again.

Scarlett walk into the cafeteria and saw the seating area were the party
was being held.Hello I'm Scarlett O'Connell,you must be the new department head.Sorry if i got here late i had to take my Daughter to her fathers.

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Simon watched Kyle carefully as she moved and...drooled, obviously not able to speak all that much with her condition at the moment. He couldn't help be worried as she started to shake, first her hands and then her legs seemed to before it traveled all round her body. Was she convulsing? Was it even more serious then he was already thinking?

"Okay Kyle, I certainly think I definantly think I need to get you to help," Simon said as he held out both his hands ready to simply take hold of her and move her himself. But also half-afraid of moving her as he debated what to do. She spit more into the bucket he had conjured and then appeared to be wanting to write something to him.

However suddenly she jerked again and the front of his clothes were moist as Kyle threw up on him. Eww...okay. Definantly think this is bad and getting even worse. Simon swallowed to push back his own discomfort, though seeing as he was supposed to be able to deal with far nastier stuff like blood the YATI dealt with it. "Its okay, Kyle..." he assured her at the young woman's wordless appology sent her way, his wand back out in a moment. "Scourgify."

There...relatively clean again.

"Evanesco..." he added as a second thought, vanishing the contents of the filling bucket and moving it back closer to Kyle. So no moving yet, lest she throw up again.

After successfully hurling on her ex, Kyle felt decidedly better. Decidedly enough to take a large sip of her water. Swishing it around in her mouth - gurgling and spitting it into the bucket.

There the now empty(ish) bucket was just filled with a little drop of spittle. Odd her eyes felt dry. She just shrugged her should and ignored it thinking it was just because of some silly reason. She wanted food. Not the green pile of bile-dressed leaves that were sitting on the dainty plate infront of her.

She didn't want to eat grains...she wanted to eat...She had no idea what she wanted to eat. Something that once had a pulse...something that once had thoughts. Her stomach growled at the idea of meat. Juicy, bloody, running like it were raw and running from her meat.

"Mmmnnnguuuhhh" she groaned - yet it didn't sound sickly. If you didn't notice the dull listless look of her eyes she just looked like an exacerbated girl who was suddenly very hungry. Ravenous even. "Meat...?" She questioned aloud. b-but I was on that vegetarian diet... she shrugged her shoulders and decided to get something less meaty.

Reaching into her bag she pulled out a nice and delicious looking tupperware filed with of all else indian food. It smelled divine. Opening the tupperware she pulled out a large piece of garlic nan and began to much on it. Swallowing she smiled and didn't even realize that she had started to grumble and mumble one word over and over under her breath. "Grrrrrrraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnn s" obviously someone else had said it.

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After successfully hurling on her ex, Kyle felt decidedly better. Decidedly enough to take a large sip of her water. Swishing it around in her mouth - gurgling and spitting it into the bucket.

There the now empty(ish) bucket was just filled with a little drop of spittle. Odd her eyes felt dry. She just shrugged her should and ignored it thinking it was just because of some silly reason. She wanted food. Not the green pile of bile-dressed leaves that were sitting on the dainty plate infront of her.

She didn't want to eat grains...she wanted to eat...She had no idea what she wanted to eat. Something that once had a pulse...something that once had thoughts. Her stomach growled at the idea of meat. Juicy, bloody, running like it were raw and running from her meat.

"Mmmnnnguuuhhh" she groaned - yet it didn't sound sickly. If you didn't notice the dull listless look of her eyes she just looked like an exacerbated girl who was suddenly very hungry. Ravenous even. "Meat...?" She questioned aloud. b-but I was on that vegetarian diet... she shrugged her shoulders and decided to get something less meaty.

Reaching into her bag she pulled out a nice and delicious looking tupperware filed with of all else indian food. It smelled divine. Opening the tupperware she pulled out a large piece of garlic nan and began to much on it. Swallowing she smiled and didn't even realize that she had started to grumble and mumble one word over and over under her breath. "Grrrrrrraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnn s" obviously someone else had said it.

Simon chanced a glance back at the tables and chairs filled with his co-workers that he had left, wondering still if he was doomed to pay for his action. Hopefully not though really it would be worth it rather then leave his gir--his friend alone when she wasn't feeling right. The YATI was drawn back to Kyle by her one questioning word gaining a raised eyebrow as he looked back at his ex.

"Meat?" he repeated quizically, wondering what it was all about.Was there something wrong with her eyes? Simon looked for carefully with a tilt of his head but he thought he might be imagining things.

"Kyle...?" he questioned, finally taking a seat in the chair nearest her. The move putting them face to face rather then him bending down to look over her and giving him a better look at her. Not drooling anymore and no more throwing up which was certainly a good thing, at least the future auror thought it was. But her eyes certainly looked different in some way and she was making noises. What was still up?

"I guess your feeling a little bit better?" Simon asked for lack of anything else to say. She was certainly hungry, that was for sure as she devoured the food she had removed from her bag, groaning in a most awkward but seemingly satisfied way. But still she seemed off and the former Gryffindor was trying to put a finger on just what it was as the situation seemed to have once more changed in front of him.

This plan was good. Brilliant, in fact. Obviously it would be since it was one of her plans. Her plans were always so brilliant and foolproof! And she would make sure that this wasn't an exception to that particular rule. After all, she had a reputation to maintain.

But one thing she did not like about this plan was that she was lying on the floor. How was she meant to look like her hot, confident self when she was lying on the floor looking... well, like some sort of banana peel that had been left there to rot for days on end? Yes, this did not please her. Not one bit. Especially since the floor was covered in the coffee that she had intentionally dropped all over her boyfriend and the goblin he was talking to.

Anything to wake them up, right?

And speaking of her boyfriend, WHY wasn't he helping her up yet? Did he expect her to lie on the floor forever? Because, really, the goblin would probably like that, the scheming minx that she probably was. The woman must be LAUGHING in her head about the idea of Amy lying on the floor covered in coffee and dirt and probably goblin droppings. ... She still looked better than whoever this woman was.

The brunette lifted her head and was about to hoist herself up when a hand was extended towards her. Her lips stretched into a smile at the sight of the hand. Dart her handsome King, was going to help her up. See, goblin? He did care about her! Amy took a hold of his hand and let him help her up. There. All better now. "Thanks, handsome!" she said, giving him a kiss on the cheek for being the lovely boyfriend that he was. Yeah, lovely.

And then the woman started speaking and Amy turned to face her, trying her very hardest not to roll her eyes. Really, what was she grunting about now? ... A blouse? Amy's eyes inspected the blouse carefully as a small smirk spread across her lips. This plan had gone surprisingly well! "I tripped and the coffee went flying. How is that my fault?" Even if she did mean to trip and spill the coffee on her, she was not going to pay for someone else's blouse. This woman wasn't the Queen of the world, so Amy wasn't going to get her a new blouse. No way. "You know, washing your blouse might get out the coffee stains," See? She could be nice.

A little bit secluded?

Seeing the smirk on Roxanne's face, Konrad couldn't help but smile a little, too. With his cake in one hand, he took her free one into his and walked towards the seating area this time, placing his plate on a table that was rather... secluded, her words. He grinned as he made his way behind one of the chairs, pulling it out and waiting for her to take a seat. "Is this good enough?" She wanted privacy... he found privacy. Sort of.

Still, he wondered what caused her to smirk in the first place, but they still had a few minutes left of their lunch break, so maybe she could enlighten him.

Looking around the area, Roxanne decided that, yes it was secluded enough. And if anyone did interrupt, they would find themselves on the business end of her wand. Seriously. Unless, of course, that person happened to be a higher up. She was rather fond of her job, after all.

Aw, Konrad pulled her chair out for her. That was sweet. "Yes, it is, thank you." And she didn't just mean about the privacy. "You know, I thought I saw something when you leaned over to kiss me earlier...." she began, smirking some more and taking a bite of her pie. He knew where she was going with this, yes?

After Roxanne took a seat, he occupied the chair right next to her, because... well, because he wanted to be close to her. Simple as that. Just then, he cut through his pie and stuffed some into his mouth, when she asked him something. "Hmmm?" He hummed as his eyebrows went up in surprise, since he couldn't actually talk with his mouth full.

She saw something...

Swallowing everything, he took a look at the two unbuttoned buttons of his shirt, to finally realize that the tips of the eagle's feathers were poking out. Great. "Oh, err... I... I got that tattoo I told you about some time ago," he said, tugging at his shirt collar a bit to reveal more of it, even if all she could see was the wing that spread a little over his chest. The rest of the eagle was on his upper arm, and he wasn't going to take his shirt off there. Nope. Not doing that.

Now... was she going to think he was insane? Or perhaps be mad at him because he forgot to mention it? He got it only a couple of days ago, after all.

"An artist? Is he any good?" Because if so, Rafael just might have heard of him. If he was one for sharing what his brother did, then he would supply the information to her, but since he barely even spoke of the other man... it wasn't going to happen today.

He nodded his head. "I can give you a tour if you like. There's not much to my side of things except for the greenhouse." Since all of his jobs, like hers were centered around being outdoors. "My workers tend to use the spaces of other levels if needed."

Smiling sweetly as Konrad sat in a seat beside her, Roxanne just listened as he explained about the tattoo. "Wow, that's a big one," she said, leaning over to see it better.Bigger then any of hers. Hmm. "So, why an eagle?" She always loved hearing the stories behind the tattoos. Most of the time, they were a perment reminder of the person's history. Which was what made them so special. Unless, of course, they had gotten them for the wrong reason. Then they were just a mistake.

That almost seemed like a silly question to Ella. "He's fantastic. Extremely talented. He has a painting or two in a museum in Valencia and he sells most of his work to tourists there." Lucky for him, tourists seemed spend all their life savings on souvenirs, so he was making a good living out of it.

Ella smiled at him and nodded. "I would like that." The last time she had been in a greenhouse was probably in Hogwarts, sadly. And she could use the company, and maybe the friendship? Ella needed friends in this place. Sigh. "Well, most of my workers are on-leave or out on the field." That made planning meetings hard, but oh well.

Kyleigh could smell people in the room. They smelled so yummy she just cleared her throat and bit down on her cheek lightly. Though lightly wasn't light enough. She could feel, and taste the blood in her mouth. She wanted to gag - but didn't.

The smell triggered something in her. With a shaky movement she stood up - as she stood she knocked the chair and bucket that was previously filled with drool over. Taking her wand in hand she pointed it at her clothing and transfigured them into non-vomit splattered clothing.

She turned around and looked about the room. There was something close to her - really close. Sniff-close. And thats exactly what she did. She took a rattling, yes, rattling her breath wheezed and rattled as she breathed in and she could smell that this one was a thinker.

Deep in thought...well she didn't smell that - what she smelled was vomit.

"You smell like me...well, like my" she trailed off as she realized where she was looking. Brain. "I'm going to get some meat" she spoke matter of factly and still just stood there. Staring at him, not even blinking.

Her eyes did look a bit off like they weren't focusing on him, and were focusing on something else. He looked edible.

Simon stood back a step as Kyle suddenly stood up to her feet, the YATI not wanting to crowd her especially as she knocked stuff over in the process. However he had one arm raised tentatively towards her seeing as the scribe seemed to be unsteady in her movements. Well be sick and try to move and see how you would be balance-wise. Speaking of sick one moment she had raised her wand and the next her clothes were changed no doubt eleviating the chance of her outfit being vomited on.

Unsteady breathing now...the young woman's gaze moving around as if scanning the room. But her attention soon enough returned to him.

"Well I supposed the smell of vo---" he said breaking off for a moment as she changed the topic quickly. "--mit lingers. Um...okay." Yet she still stood there in place not moving to go anywhere, whether back to the buffet or somewhere else. Again Simon was watching her, again his head unconsciously tilted as his eyes narrowed slightly trying to focus on anything that would give him some clues.

"Would you prefer for me to get you something instead?" he asked, trying to draw her out of her silent, non-blinking stare in his direction.

Kyleigh didn't even realize she was scaring him. All she could do was stand there and think how nice it would be to take a nibble of something almost-raw. Or very raw depending on how soon she grabbed it....or chased it.

She turned her head slightly her eyes falling onto the outstretched hand. Without thinking about it she licked her lips - and began to make an awkward grumbling noise.

With out slow - painful looking movement her left leg shuffled forward. Her shoulder falling to the side in a lumbering fashion as she moved closer to him. This didn't feel like walking.

"Fooooooood" she moaned and felt her mouth begin to fill with drool again. It wasn't buckets worth now. But it was enough to wet her throat...and all she wanted to do was sink her teeth into something red raw and running. She glanced down at his hand, and then back up at him and spoke once more. "Food?"

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Kyleigh didn't even realize she was scaring him. All she could do was stand there and think how nice it would be to take a nibble of something almost-raw. Or very raw depending on how soon she grabbed it....or chased it.

She turned her head slightly her eyes falling onto the outstretched hand. Without thinking about it she licked her lips - and began to make an awkward grumbling noise.

With out slow - painful looking movement her left leg shuffled forward. Her shoulder falling to the side in a lumbering fashion as she moved closer to him. This didn't feel like walking.

"Fooooooood" she moaned and felt her mouth begin to fill with drool again. It wasn't buckets worth now. But it was enough to wet her throat...and all she wanted to do was sink her teeth into something red raw and running. She glanced down at his hand, and then back up at him and spoke once more. "Food?"

It was probably a good thing Simon wasn't a legitimans...no doubt he'd want to know or be able to understand what was going on in his ex-girlfri---friend's head at the moment. So the former Gryffindor was left simply waiting for a response and still continuing to wonder what was going on. Not to mention the small part of him that wondered why he seemed to be alone in this wonder in amongst the crowded food court.

And then she walked towards him. Slowly and tentatively in an awkward set of movements. Simon moved a half-step closer and allowed his other arm to be raised as if ready to help her if Kyle so wanted his help.

Well she certainly wanted food...the outstretched word and the groaning seemed to give it away even before the licked lips and the drooling began anew. But it was different this time as if there was a reason for her drooling. Drooling over food?

And why was she looking at me...at my hand...like that?

"Kyle....?"

A big one? His thought, exactly. "Do you... like it?" He asked hesitantly, wondering if he should have asked what she thought before getting it, but then again, he told no one about his rather insane idea.

As for the reason he wanted an eagle... "Well, I did a bit of research, and found that it represents strength and wisdom... and other things I might not possess," yet, he thought, grinning. "Besides, I like eagles." They seemed manly enough, at least. He couldn't have gotten a cat, could he? As much as he adored cats, most men his age and size preferred dogs, but those creatures were way too... active for him to handle. Heh.