Dec 24, 2016
Merry Christmas. *glares*
(LOVE YOU XD)
*picks it up, looking it over* It’ll make a good paperweight.
{ HAHAH. <333 }
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Merry Christmas. *glares*
(LOVE YOU XD)
*picks it up, looking it over* It’ll make a good paperweight.
{ HAHAH. <333 }
the opposition
@ask-newton
The Beast Division of the Ministry of Magic was chaotic, as it had been every time Leta had visited. At one desk, a crup belched black smoke even as it wagged its forked tail (Merlin, what had happened there?), and at another, a group of witches and wizards were hunched over a wireless, listening intently to the Puddlemere match. As Leta passed them, they let out a collective groan; evidently the other team had scored. A line had formed down the other end of the office, outside a window marked REGISTRATION.
Leta bypassed all of this, instead going to the door of a conference room. She knocked, then let herself in, settling partway down the table. She was a little early for the meeting she’d been invited for, but she preferred it that way. She set her handbag down, then Summoned a leather folder from inside it. Opening it, she settled in to review her notes one last time.
All of this would wash over, she was sure. As long as she made her case, the Ministry would listen to reason.
askpickett replied to your post: Hello again, Leta...
I don’t know, you’re fairly new to the area. Thought I might as well find out. Theseus was rather rude to me this afternoon. He told me I hadn’t been “ properly trained” I swear I almost clawed his eyes out.
Many people don’t realize the difference between a domesticated species and a wild one... Or a Beast and a Being, as I’m beginning to suspect bowtruckles are, given the conversation I’m having. *shakes her head, amazed again* So many things even those in the know don’t know, hm? *realizes something and asks abruptly* Do you have a name?
Hello again, Leta...
Why, hello. This is something new. *settles down, looking at the bowtruckle in curiosity, though his time, her hand is already on the handle of her wand. The bowtruckle has proven - truculent, in the past, if it’s the one she’s thinking of (and she can think of no other so advanced)* You’re here to talk? *her cool demeanor is belied a little at the slight quiver in her voice - somewhere between excitement and unease*
*wanders around blog looking for shiny things*
Why, hello. *tries to pick up* Must’ve wandered in by accident.