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Zoe · 09-23-2018, 06:00 PM

What might be a work of art, or is possibly what nightmares are made of, is the fountain outside the Leaky Cauldron. Large, gaudy and rather obnoxious, it is most definitely a centerpoint of the area. Built of crumbling stone, the fountain is tall and contains three tiers. Starting at the bottom, the fountain has a three-foot high wall. In the center and serving as a support beam is a water serpent that rises from the pool and to the very top. Winged cherubs with wicked looks in their eyes hang off the serpent and dragons peer from around his climbing body. If it feels like the dragons and cherubs are watching you, it’s because they probably are. One cherub has been missing his head for centuries. Cherubs and dragons alike spit water in many directions, sometimes at different intervals, creating a beautiful display when sunlight catches the dancing water.

However, the fountain is not merely a great sight. Perhaps it is haunted, or maybe cursed, for the fountain has a tendency to spit water at people. Those who loiter too long may find their faces wet. Try to sit down on the edge without dropping a coin and you may find yourself doused with water. However – do not try to outsmart the fountain. Dropping muggle money won’t buy you any time. On the contrary, those who drop muggle coins will find themselves pelted with coins.

Oh, and just a warning. Don't try to stick your hand into the water, especially in hopes of grabbing some money from the bottom. Creepy things with tentacles would love to bathe with you.

ArianaBlack · 12-13-2020, 08:34 PM

Kinsay James had long ago decided that this fountain was creepy. It wasn't pretty like some other fountains and the dancing cherubs looked like they were capable of something bad. Maybe murder. But this is what Kizzy liked about it. Creepy was interesting as long as it didn't pose any real danger. Besides, she had plans and they were not about to be thwarted because she was scared of some fountain.

Plans that involved collecting enough money to buy MORE sour gummies, seeing as she had apparently already maxed out her limit. She had seen the fountain spray at people though, so obviously this meant she was going to take her time and come up with the BEST mode of operation. Sour gummies needed to happen. It was of vital importance. She and Emm would obviously need a package for the train and a stash for the dormitories and then some extra just in case they ran out before Christmas.

So young Kizzy James circled the fountain with a strange sort of concentration.

Once, then twice, then thrice.

Like a hawk. (Movement helped her think.)

Felixir · 12-15-2020, 05:02 AM

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Kinsay James had long ago decided that this fountain was creepy. It wasn't pretty like some other fountains and the dancing cherubs looked like they were capable of something bad. Maybe murder. But this is what Kizzy liked about it. Creepy was interesting as long as it didn't pose any real danger. Besides, she had plans and they were not about to be thwarted because she was scared of some fountain.

Plans that involved collecting enough money to buy MORE sour gummies, seeing as she had apparently already maxed out her limit. She had seen the fountain spray at people though, so obviously this meant she was going to take her time and come up with the BEST mode of operation. Sour gummies needed to happen. It was of vital importance. She and Emm would obviously need a package for the train and a stash for the dormitories and then some extra just in case they ran out before Christmas.

So young Kizzy James circled the fountain with a strange sort of concentration.

Once, then twice, then thrice.

Like a hawk. (Movement helped her think.)

There were some teenage boys who didn't mind shopping one bit, but Art Dakest was definitely not one of them. If he'd had his own way, he would have stayed at home and never ventured to Diagon Alley all summer, only left the house to see friends and family and... whoever. Otherwise, inside was good. Art may have been new to teenagerdom, but he wasn't new to the concept of 'inside equals good'.

He'd needed new robes though; his last were showing a little too much ankle. And he'd sort of already used up all his new stationery. And they had nice food here, the street vendors, so he'd agreed to go. But now Art regretted it, because it was mostly traipsing round and round and getting bored out of his skull, and who enjoyed that?

So he'd wandered off and ended up dragging his feet to that one eyesore of a fountain that he nevertheless liked looking at from time to time. No sooner had Art arrived than he descried a curious sight. A girl he'd seen around school, and his own common room, and who seemed to be circumnavigating the structure. Art stood and watched, hands in pockets, and waited for her to pass as close to him as she was likely to on her orbital path, before piping up with, "What're you... doing?"

ArianaBlack · 12-16-2020, 04:58 AM

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There were some teenage boys who didn't mind shopping one bit, but Art Dakest was definitely not one of them. If he'd had his own way, he would have stayed at home and never ventured to Diagon Alley all summer, only left the house to see friends and family and... whoever. Otherwise, inside was good. Art may have been new to teenagerdom, but he wasn't new to the concept of 'inside equals good'.

He'd needed new robes though; his last were showing a little too much ankle. And he'd sort of already used up all his new stationery. And they had nice food here, the street vendors, so he'd agreed to go. But now Art regretted it, because it was mostly traipsing round and round and getting bored out of his skull, and who enjoyed that?

So he'd wandered off and ended up dragging his feet to that one eyesore of a fountain that he nevertheless liked looking at from time to time. No sooner had Art arrived than he descried a curious sight. A girl he'd seen around school, and his own common room, and who seemed to be circumnavigating the structure. Art stood and watched, hands in pockets, and waited for her to pass as close to him as she was likely to on her orbital path, before piping up with, "What're you... doing?"

It was only on her fourth time circling around the fountain that Kinsay finally came to a stop. For the record, she could've gone longer. She wasn't dizzy or anything and she certainly was not stopping because a boy had made her stop. She could make decisions for herself. But it would be rude not to stop and answer the question... even though Art had interrupted her while she was deep in thought. Which was, admittedly, a little frustrating.

"Thinking," she replied quickly (and without thinking, ironically). She was still a little distracted. That's what happened when one schemed.

Again she looked over at the fountain, before turning to her present company and giving him a curious look. "Have you ever borrowed coins from the fountain?" It'd be best to know what sort of situation she was dealing with before she tried it on her own. Especially seeing as the fountain had temperamental tendencies. That's something she had taken notice of during her circle session too. There was a lot to take into account.

Felixir · 12-19-2020, 04:20 AM

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It was only on her fourth time circling around the fountain that Kinsay finally came to a stop. For the record, she could've gone longer. She wasn't dizzy or anything and she certainly was not stopping because a boy had made her stop. She could make decisions for herself. But it would be rude not to stop and answer the question... even though Art had interrupted her while she was deep in thought. Which was, admittedly, a little frustrating.

"Thinking," she replied quickly (and without thinking, ironically). She was still a little distracted. That's what happened when one schemed.

Again she looked over at the fountain, before turning to her present company and giving him a curious look. "Have you ever borrowed coins from the fountain?" It'd be best to know what sort of situation she was dealing with before she tried it on her own. Especially seeing as the fountain had temperamental tendencies. That's something she had taken notice of during her circle session too. There was a lot to take into account.

That was a curious sort of way to think, Art thought, and was just on the cusp of saying so when the girl - he'd definitely seen her a lot with Emmerson, hadn't he? maybe he should pay better attention to these things - spoke again.

Art looked from the girl to the fountain, the briefest of glances that nevertheless allowed him to half-scrutinise the fountain, from the water below to the actual sprays of water, to the cherubs and the dragons, and the great ugly water serpent. And back again.

"I haven't. Not me, I mean. But I know someone who tried." More like watched the disaster from afar, but close enough that he felt confident relaying the story as being about 'someone he knew'. "They pulled him in. The denizens. I don't know if he got the coins, but he did get soaked, and then everyone knew, and then he got in trouble." Okay, so maybe Art was embellishing this story a little, but he had a feeling he might be about to witness an attempted (or successful) crime, and wasn't sure he wanted to become an accomplice, accidental or otherwise. "Loads of trouble. Grounded and parental disappointment." That was the worst kind.

ArianaBlack · 12-20-2020, 05:14 AM

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That was a curious sort of way to think, Art thought, and was just on the cusp of saying so when the girl - he'd definitely seen her a lot with Emmerson, hadn't he? maybe he should pay better attention to these things - spoke again.

Art looked from the girl to the fountain, the briefest of glances that nevertheless allowed him to half-scrutinise the fountain, from the water below to the actual sprays of water, to the cherubs and the dragons, and the great ugly water serpent. And back again.

"I haven't. Not me, I mean. But I know someone who tried." More like watched the disaster from afar, but close enough that he felt confident relaying the story as being about 'someone he knew'. "They pulled him in. The denizens. I don't know if he got the coins, but he did get soaked, and then everyone knew, and then he got in trouble." Okay, so maybe Art was embellishing this story a little, but he had a feeling he might be about to witness an attempted (or successful) crime, and wasn't sure he wanted to become an accomplice, accidental or otherwise. "Loads of trouble. Grounded and parental disappointment." That was the worst kind.

Kinsay turned properly to give the older boy her undivided attention. She wanted to know exactly what happened to the person he knew. And despite starting with a buzzing sort of excitement, her expression quickly changed to one of concern and mild horror. Pulled into the fountain? SOAKED? Everyone knew? Got into trouble!? It just kept getting worse and worse. And finally, Kiz sighed in frustration. There went her grand plans.

"That stinks for your friend," though honestly she wasn't thinking about the guy who had gotten himself grounded AND landed himself parental disappointment. She was thinking about her own plans, which were ruined now (by the way). There's no way she'd try borrowing coins and risk getting pulled into the fountain in front of everyone.

"What am I supposed to do now?" The disappointment was written all over her face.

Felixir · 12-25-2020, 02:59 AM

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Kinsay turned properly to give the older boy her undivided attention. She wanted to know exactly what happened to the person he knew. And despite starting with a buzzing sort of excitement, her expression quickly changed to one of concern and mild horror. Pulled into the fountain? SOAKED? Everyone knew? Got into trouble!? It just kept getting worse and worse. And finally, Kiz sighed in frustration. There went her grand plans.

"That stinks for your friend," though honestly she wasn't thinking about the guy who had gotten himself grounded AND landed himself parental disappointment. She was thinking about her own plans, which were ruined now (by the way). There's no way she'd try borrowing coins and risk getting pulled into the fountain in front of everyone.

"What am I supposed to do now?" The disappointment was written all over her face.

Oh no. Oh no oh no. Something now occurred to Art, and he was mildly horrified he'd not thought of it right away. But, in his own defence - and he was exceptionally good and coming to his own defence - it wasn't until he saw that disappointed look, that expression that was just shy of crestfallen woe, that he could have thought of it. Because kids tried to steal from the fountain all the time.

But what if she was doing it because she desperately needed the money? In the poor-and-needy sense? He might have just talked her out of getting real life-or-death money. Probably. Maybe. It wasn't impossible, at least. And though Art would make it clear his thoughts on the matter if he saw someone try to steal something, this put a whole different spin on it. This made it a whole moral quandary.

Was it rude to ask for confirmation of his theory? ... It probably was, wasn't it.

"Well..." Art said, rocking on his feet slightly. He didn't have a response ready, he was just aware that he'd let the silence stretch on a bit. "Well... well, what do you need the coins for? Maybe someone'll just give what you need if it's important. Or you could... get money from someone else..."

Art had a little money in his pocket. He felt like his mum would be singularly proud of him for giving what he had to those less fortunate. That would be worth it enough, probably. And the good deed thing. That too.

ArianaBlack · 12-28-2020, 06:32 AM

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Oh no. Oh no oh no. Something now occurred to Art, and he was mildly horrified he'd not thought of it right away. But, in his own defence - and he was exceptionally good and coming to his own defence - it wasn't until he saw that disappointed look, that expression that was just shy of crestfallen woe, that he could have thought of it. Because kids tried to steal from the fountain all the time.

But what if she was doing it because she desperately needed the money? In the poor-and-needy sense? He might have just talked her out of getting real life-or-death money. Probably. Maybe. It wasn't impossible, at least. And though Art would make it clear his thoughts on the matter if he saw someone try to steal something, this put a whole different spin on it. This made it a whole moral quandary.

Was it rude to ask for confirmation of his theory? ... It probably was, wasn't it.

"Well..." Art said, rocking on his feet slightly. He didn't have a response ready, he was just aware that he'd let the silence stretch on a bit. "Well... well, what do you need the coins for? Maybe someone'll just give what you need if it's important. Or you could... get money from someone else..."

Art had a little money in his pocket. He felt like his mum would be singularly proud of him for giving what he had to those less fortunate. That would be worth it enough, probably. And the good deed thing. That too.

First of all, just to set the record straight here, Kinsay James was not trying to steal anything. Stealing is bad and Kizzy has proper ~~yet somewhat questionable~~ morals. Stealing went against those morals. Borrowing, however, did not go against any morals. Borrowing ought to be an act lauded for its resourcefulness and ability to bring a community together in support of a real need. The community, in this case, included the fountain and the real need is the sour lollies. So in conclusion, Kizzy was not trying to steal; she was trying to temporarily borrow. There was a difference and it was a big one. Thank you for listening.

WELL?

Kiz turned her whole body now to give him her full attention. Undivided. (A little divided because she still needed to think of a new plan of her own incase his ended up being a dud, which it very well could be--he didn't strike her as someone with much ingenuity... no offense).

"It is something important," she replied quickly, confirming his thoughts. But then her shoulders slumped as she felt the second round of disappointment hit, "but I don't think anyone would give it to me." Even if she tried looking extra cute. It was highly unlikely AND she couldn't just go asking her mum for more money when she had already asked for some. "But from who?" None of his ideas were any good. She knew they'd be duds.

kayquilz · 01-02-2021, 06:19 PM

Scottie was glad for the reprieve that a weekend provided to his dull work week. He had to admit, though, it wasn't so much dull as complete and utter misery. Checking people into the ministry was possibly his least favorite thing he had to do of ALL TIME. Gosh, he just hated the mundaneness of it while also hating the TALKING TO COMPLETE STRANGERS-ness of it all.

Thus, he was here at DA, taking a stroll and plotting against his twin.

Logan needed to be careful, didn't he? Scottie found himself smirking as he thought about the look on Logan's face when he realized THEY WERE GETTING A KNEAZLE. And like, Scottie knew his brother was totally the type to hate the idea of a pet AND hate the pet in the beginning, but eventually would completely spoil the fur off any pet Scottie decided to get. Uncle Logan did have a bit of a ring to it after all. And Auntie Emmy! He couldn't forget his sister.

He was a little early for his desired time, so he stopped at the fountain and shuffled to grab a coin from his wallet. Ahaaa! A sickle! Clenched between his thumb and forefinger, Scottie wondered if making a wish was even worth it at this point in his life. Did he even believe in that stuff anymore? Not really. Life was generally terrible, wasn't it? And he was about to get rid of a perfectly good sickle????

Having second thoughts, he meant to put the sickle back in his wallet, but his hands fumbled, and the sickle fell into the fountain with a small splash.

Welp.

siriusblackliveson · 01-02-2021, 09:38 PM

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Scottie was glad for the reprieve that a weekend provided to his dull work week. He had to admit, though, it wasn't so much dull as complete and utter misery. Checking people into the ministry was possibly his least favorite thing he had to do of ALL TIME. Gosh, he just hated the mundaneness of it while also hating the TALKING TO COMPLETE STRANGERS-ness of it all.

Thus, he was here at DA, taking a stroll and plotting against his twin.

Logan needed to be careful, didn't he? Scottie found himself smirking as he thought about the look on Logan's face when he realized THEY WERE GETTING A KNEAZLE. And like, Scottie knew his brother was totally the type to hate the idea of a pet AND hate the pet in the beginning, but eventually would completely spoil the fur off any pet Scottie decided to get. Uncle Logan did have a bit of a ring to it after all. And Auntie Emmy! He couldn't forget his sister.

He was a little early for his desired time, so he stopped at the fountain and shuffled to grab a coin from his wallet. Ahaaa! A sickle! Clenched between his thumb and forefinger, Scottie wondered if making a wish was even worth it at this point in his life. Did he even believe in that stuff anymore? Not really. Life was generally terrible, wasn't it? And he was about to get rid of a perfectly good sickle????

Having second thoughts, he meant to put the sickle back in his wallet, but his hands fumbled, and the sickle fell into the fountain with a small splash.

Welp.

He had become the lowest of lowest respected employees in the greenhouses. He still wasn't sure how he had sent the absolute wrong application into the ministry but here he was. Taking a walk down DA he figured that maybe he could clear his head and feel slightly better that maybe now after all this time he was finally starting to become more to the DERP than just the greenhouse extra hands.

Glancing at his watch he noted that he still had some time before he needed to be at work again, the fountains seemed like a good place to relax for a moment. Oh man, did he even have any change? He could still remember the fountain spitting on him when he was a first year. Shoving his hand in his pocket he found a coin and tossed it in.

Walking around the fountain he noticed one of the guys from the ministry at the front desk. He walked closer unsure for a second if he should say anything. Well why the heck not? "Hey you work at the Ministry right?" He should probably ask first then say that he thought he looked familiar, right?

kayquilz · 01-02-2021, 10:31 PM

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He had become the lowest of lowest respected employees in the greenhouses. He still wasn't sure how he had sent the absolute wrong application into the ministry but here he was. Taking a walk down DA he figured that maybe he could clear his head and feel slightly better that maybe now after all this time he was finally starting to become more to the DERP than just the greenhouse extra hands.

Glancing at his watch he noted that he still had some time before he needed to be at work again, the fountains seemed like a good place to relax for a moment. Oh man, did he even have any change? He could still remember the fountain spitting on him when he was a first year. Shoving his hand in his pocket he found a coin and tossed it in.

Walking around the fountain he noticed one of the guys from the ministry at the front desk. He walked closer unsure for a second if he should say anything. Well why the heck not? "Hey you work at the Ministry right?" He should probably ask first then say that he thought he looked familiar, right?

There went all of Scottie's hopes and dreams. Bye, sickle.

He sighed and rubbed his eyes in a frustrated way and didn't notice the man right away. He was too busy inwardly complaining the powers that be about his rotten luck. Why was it always HIM?! WHY? Why couldn't it ever be someone ELSE. Scottie was a good guy, all right?! It was all a load of mermaid b-

"What?" he asked suddenly, spinning to the face the man. "I do, yes. Why? Who's asking?" He squinted, paranoia in his eyes. Scottie then did a once over of the man and cleared his throat. HE did not look familiar to Scottie. With all the weird graffiti and whatnot happening, he was feeling extra on edge about someone APPROACHING HIM AND ASKING HIM IF HE WAS A MINSTRY EMPLOYEE.

Maybe he should have lied??? Goodness, Scottie was feeling reaaaal dumb now. Totally should have lied. "Or do I? Maybe I'm yanking your leg, mate. I DO have a twin after all," he grinned, attempting, at best, to be Logan. Might not be a bad idea after all.

siriusblackliveson · 01-03-2021, 10:11 PM

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There went all of Scottie's hopes and dreams. Bye, sickle.

He sighed and rubbed his eyes in a frustrated way and didn't notice the man right away. He was too busy inwardly complaining the powers that be about his rotten luck. Why was it always HIM?! WHY? Why couldn't it ever be someone ELSE. Scottie was a good guy, all right?! It was all a load of mermaid b-

"What?" he asked suddenly, spinning to the face the man. "I do, yes. Why? Who's asking?" He squinted, paranoia in his eyes. Scottie then did a once over of the man and cleared his throat. HE did not look familiar to Scottie. With all the weird graffiti and whatnot happening, he was feeling extra on edge about someone APPROACHING HIM AND ASKING HIM IF HE WAS A MINSTRY EMPLOYEE.

Maybe he should have lied??? Goodness, Scottie was feeling reaaaal dumb now. Totally should have lied. "Or do I? Maybe I'm yanking your leg, mate. I DO have a twin after all," he grinned, attempting, at best, to be Logan. Might not be a bad idea after all.

He had to fight back laughing as the guy suddenly started asking questions about him asking if he worked at the ministry. He really needed to remember that not everyone liked to have conversations with random people like he did. He blamed being the youngest in his family, since you know he always had to entertain himself.

That was a sudden turn, he did work for the ministry but now he might be yanking his leg. Serious turn. Twin? What rabbit hole did the roll down? Shaking his head he knew what was going on, "No, I don't think you're your twin. I recognize you from the front desk. I work there." Maybe he shouldn't have said that with everything going on.

kayquilz · 01-04-2021, 12:19 AM

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He had to fight back laughing as the guy suddenly started asking questions about him asking if he worked at the ministry. He really needed to remember that not everyone liked to have conversations with random people like he did. He blamed being the youngest in his family, since you know he always had to entertain himself.

That was a sudden turn, he did work for the ministry but now he might be yanking his leg. Serious turn. Twin? What rabbit hole did the roll down? Shaking his head he knew what was going on, "No, I don't think you're your twin. I recognize you from the front desk. I work there." Maybe he shouldn't have said that with everything going on.

"How would YOU know. You don't know me. Or my NAME. Or do you?" he squiiiiiinted at the bloke put his hands on his sides. He could certainly act like Logan when it came down to it. He would have to work on his cocky grin, but other than that, he felt he was pretty apt at it. "These are strange times.........I'm not too trustworthy of RANDOM people you know. And I don't recognize you."

Since when was he so paranoid? He was turning into his father, slowly, sans the monthly problem. Honestly, Logan would have chatted this man's ear off, so perhaps he WASN'T acting all that like his brother. Maybe...just MAYBE he was acting more like his father at this moment. Wes Ferguson...former MLE head. Hmm.

siriusblackliveson · 01-05-2021, 09:47 PM

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"How would YOU know. You don't know me. Or my NAME. Or do you?" he squiiiiiinted at the bloke put his hands on his sides. He could certainly act like Logan when it came down to it. He would have to work on his cocky grin, but other than that, he felt he was pretty apt at it. "These are strange times.........I'm not too trustworthy of RANDOM people you know. And I don't recognize you."

Since when was he so paranoid? He was turning into his father, slowly, sans the monthly problem. Honestly, Logan would have chatted this man's ear off, so perhaps he WASN'T acting all that like his brother. Maybe...just MAYBE he was acting more like his father at this moment. Wes Ferguson...former MLE head. Hmm.

"Woah man," His hands were raised like he was afraid he'd do something a bit off. Squinting, what in Merlins name had he done to deserve squinting? it was like he was trying to pick a fight and take him out. "Strange times? I'm pretty sure its strange that I walk by you every day and you're worried I'm some Rando walking down the street just like tell me your secrets. I just wanted to pass some time before I have to be somewhere."

Oooh testy testy, since when did he lose his cool so fast? Shaking his head and sitting on the bench near by he decided the paranoid guy wasn't worth trying to talk to for the moment since he was clearly so afraid he might be after him. Sighing he glanced back over at the guy wondering who was after him, basically making up some big story as to why he was so skittish.

kayquilz · 01-05-2021, 11:13 PM

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"Woah man," His hands were raised like he was afraid he'd do something a bit off. Squinting, what in Merlins name had he done to deserve squinting? it was like he was trying to pick a fight and take him out. "Strange times? I'm pretty sure its strange that I walk by you every day and you're worried I'm some Rando walking down the street just like tell me your secrets. I just wanted to pass some time before I have to be somewhere."

Oooh testy testy, since when did he lose his cool so fast? Shaking his head and sitting on the bench near by he decided the paranoid guy wasn't worth trying to talk to for the moment since he was clearly so afraid he might be after him. Sighing he glanced back over at the guy wondering who was after him, basically making up some big story as to why he was so skittish.

Well, Scottie was always skittish, really, but this bloke didn't KNOW that. Scottie would have told him so if he could read minds.

He did settle, though, and took a deep breath. "Look...there's just a LOT of weird stuff going on and you coming up to me like that about working at the ministry weirded me out. My dad used to be the MLE department head, and he always taught me to be ON MY TOES," he demonstrated PHYSICALLY just to present his point!

"Where do you have to be, anyway? I'm assuming not work..." If the man REALLY worked at the ministry. "What department are you in?"

siriusblackliveson · 01-08-2021, 11:59 PM

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Well, Scottie was always skittish, really, but this bloke didn't KNOW that. Scottie would have told him so if he could read minds.

He did settle, though, and took a deep breath. "Look...there's just a LOT of weird stuff going on and you coming up to me like that about working at the ministry weirded me out. My dad used to be the MLE department head, and he always taught me to be ON MY TOES," he demonstrated PHYSICALLY just to present his point!

"Where do you have to be, anyway? I'm assuming not work..." If the man REALLY worked at the ministry. "What department are you in?"

This guy was making him start to get nervous because it was like he was questioning him now. Who did he think he was. He just wanted to get rid of some time before heading back to the greenhouses for a late night planting session.

"I mean sure everyone should be careful but, I feel like you're being, more than on your toes about it." Come on he was going back and forth and back and forth about wanting to chat and wanting to just get rid of him. "I've got to be back at the ministry. Late night shift in the greenhouses." He casually mentioned.

kayquilz · 01-10-2021, 02:45 PM

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This guy was making him start to get nervous because it was like he was questioning him now. Who did he think he was. He just wanted to get rid of some time before heading back to the greenhouses for a late night planting session.

"I mean sure everyone should be careful but, I feel like you're being, more than on your toes about it." Come on he was going back and forth and back and forth about wanting to chat and wanting to just get rid of him. "I've got to be back at the ministry. Late night shift in the greenhouses." He casually mentioned.

Good. Scottie felt like one could never be too safe or too worried. AGAIN. VIGILENCE.

Also...like....late shift at the GREENHOUSES? Scott's eyebrows were in his hairline. "I wasn't aware the greenhouse employees had...night shifts...why?" Now curiosity was taking over. "I sometimes have night shifts too...as security," he straightened up, trying to feel proud of his job but yet again failing. This other bloke didn't need to know that, though.

He glanced over at the fountain once more, the memory of his lost coin haunting him from a few minutes ago. HE HAD WASTED A PERFECTL GOOD COIN.

siriusblackliveson · 01-15-2021, 10:30 PM

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Good. Scottie felt like one could never be too safe or too worried. AGAIN. VIGILENCE.

Also...like....late shift at the GREENHOUSES? Scott's eyebrows were in his hairline. "I wasn't aware the greenhouse employees had...night shifts...why?" Now curiosity was taking over. "I sometimes have night shifts too...as security," he straightened up, trying to feel proud of his job but yet again failing. This other bloke didn't need to know that, though.

He glanced over at the fountain once more, the memory of his lost coin haunting him from a few minutes ago. HE HAD WASTED A PERFECTL GOOD COIN.

His laugh escaped his mouth before he even realized it. Oops. Too late to put it back. "Some of the plants prefer being transplanted at night." At least that was what his grandfather had always told him and reminded him of until he passed.

The smile faded a bit but he was sure the guy wouldn't notice. No one ever did. "You ever work late?" he figured that was fair game.... right?

kayquilz · 01-15-2021, 11:45 PM

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His laugh escaped his mouth before he even realized it. Oops. Too late to put it back. "Some of the plants prefer being transplanted at night." At least that was what his grandfather had always told him and reminded him of until he passed.

The smile faded a bit but he was sure the guy wouldn't notice. No one ever did. "You ever work late?" he figured that was fair game.... right?

The funny thing about laughing was that, yes, indeed, one could not put it back once it escaped! "Is that real? Oh! I have to admit I don't know as much about plants I could, I guess, and I probably definitely don't know as much about them as you do." He had never heard about plants at night or anything. "I every oooonce in awhile will work the overnight shift. Just to make sure everything is...protected and SECURED you know." But it was rare. He was only the new security guy. The more experienced ones were probably more of the night-shifters.

Plus, if he worked night shift, that would mess with he and Logan's rotation at home to take care of the cat.

siriusblackliveson · 01-18-2021, 11:07 PM

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The funny thing about laughing was that, yes, indeed, one could not put it back once it escaped! "Is that real? Oh! I have to admit I don't know as much about plants I could, I guess, and I probably definitely don't know as much about them as you do." He had never heard about plants at night or anything. "I every oooonce in awhile will work the overnight shift. Just to make sure everything is...protected and SECURED you know." But it was rare. He was only the new security guy. The more experienced ones were probably more of the night-shifters.

Plus, if he worked night shift, that would mess with he and Logan's rotation at home to take care of the cat.

Lifting a shoulder and letting drop he glanced back at the other guy, "Can't really say. My grandfather always told me it was, so I kind of just took his word for it." It made him wonder just how many other things he would do just because his grandfather had told him he should do so, since he worked with plants. "Night shift is hard, but your work is important." He smiled hoping the words sounded extra sincere.

kayquilz · 01-19-2021, 12:29 AM

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Originally Posted by siriusblackliveson

Lifting a shoulder and letting drop he glanced back at the other guy, "Can't really say. My grandfather always told me it was, so I kind of just took his word for it." It made him wonder just how many other things he would do just because his grandfather had told him he should do so, since he worked with plants. "Night shift is hard, but your work is important." He smiled hoping the words sounded extra sincere.

Whaaat?! Scottie shot the man a look because transporting plants at night without doing any sort of research for oneself seemed crazy to him. How could someone into plants not even check on the WHY? Knowing the WHY was just as important as the HOW! It just went to show Scottie how some people just didn't think like he did. Was his brother one of those people? Hmmm. "How - I'm sorry - you don't know that about your plants?!" As an employee of Level Four?!

His work was important. Scottie didn't feel like it was. He shrugged. "Maybe. There's more important work to be done, especially in that place." AKA, Scottie did NOT want to stay in security work.

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