#queue of magical security

[aurorofconfidence]

@misxnderstccd continued from here x

    “I’m not offended Newt, I just...” Percival huffed, getting between Newt and the door. He hated resting and not having work to do. It was boring, Percival needed to keep busy. “I don’t think so. If you insist on me resting and not working, you’re going to have to stay here and keep me company. I’m sure we can find a way to make me less high strung.”

[aurorofconfidence]

@misxnderstccd continued from my drafts forever ago

He looked up at Percival, an egg clutched in hand, wand between his teeth. He had just risked his life to rescue this little Occamy egg from some poachers, having gotten into a fight in the process. If Percival hadn’t arrived, things would have ended much worse. He reached up to take his wand from his mouth. “I’m alright. See? Not a scratch…” Aside from maybe a burning sensation he felt on his right shoulder. Had a spell hit him?

    “Not a scratch, huh?” Percival wasn’t sure he had the patience to wait for Newt to realise that he was bleeding from his shoulder, but he was doing his best to remain calm. “Newt, you could have been killed! It’s one egg! I appreciate that you are willing to risk an awful lot for your creatures, and I respect that, but your creatures need you alive!” The little egg in his hands, it would rely on Newt for a long time to come now, and it wouldn’t have been helped at all if Newt had died in the battle over it. “If I had gotten here any later... honestly Newt, you’re going to give me a heart attack.”

[aurorofconfidence]

@misxnderstccd continued from my drafts from forever ago

    “Well…I-I mean..” Newt shifted, “I just, I need to take care of t-the dragon eggs I found. They need to be kept warm a-and I…I’m fine, really…” He was tired, nearly falling asleep next to an open flame where the eggs sat. But he couldn’t just sleep. What if they hatched? The little ones would need him.

Percival pulled Newt’s chair away from the fire before he really did fall asleep and light himself on fire. “Newt, you need to sleep,” he said firmly. Three days. Newt was going to work himself to death one of these days. “The fire will still be lit when you wake up again, it’s a magical fire. The eggs will still be warm. I cannot let you waste away in front of them. If they hatch right now, even tiny baby dragons are going to eat you alive because you’re absolutely useless in this state. Time for bed!”

[aurorofconfidence]

“The next alpha to look at me like I’m a piece of meat is going to get my foot up their ass.” - greatergoodfolly

@greatergoodfolly

    “Maybe you should stop smelling like one then,” Graves muttered, not bothering to look up at the irate omega. He’d bitten Gellert, the claiming bite hadn’t even scarred over, so it wasn’t as if he hadn’t done his bit. If Gellert couldn’t hold his own, that was his problem. “They’d be idiots to touch you, you’re... spoken for.”

[aurorofconfidence]

@misxnderstccd continued from here x

He’d taken a leap of faith. So far it didn’t seem to be going quite the way Percival had intended, but then again, his line had been about as cheesy as he could come up with. He wasn’t good at flirting. He was awkward, he lost the smooth, commanding presence he usually displayed. Much better to play it corny, and at the very least, Newt’s reaction was rather amusing in it’s own right.

    “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to catch you so off guard,” Percival chuckled as Newt spluttered. “No need to look so terrified, I promise I’ll be gentle.”

[aurorofconfidence]

@thecharmedmechanic continued from here x

For once, Percival was actually thankful for Aiden’s company. He didn’t hate her, it wasn’t that he didn’t like her as a person, he just didn’t like the idea that someone had decided he needed protecting. He’d spent his life protecting his community. He didn’t need protecting. It was a matter of pride. But... his leg hurt, badly. It was going to be one of those nights, apparently, and if nothing else, Aiden’s presence could distract him from the pain.

    “Alright, alright, relax,” he grunted, lowering himself into his chair with a pained grimace. “Just an observation. No objections here. Do you want a drink?”

[aurorofconfidence]

@fcntcsticmuses continued from here x

    “Distract you? I would never dream of a such a thing. I learned my lesson back in your auror days. But if I were... I’d be succeeding,” Percival grinned. “Is that not what the Treasury is for? Or did you tell them they’re a bunch of spineless idiots as well?” The Council meetings where Seraphina didn’t manage to convince people of what she wanted were some of his favourites. Polite politics tended to go out the window.

[aurorofconfidence]

@magicalmusesandwheretofindthem continued from here x

    “Well there’s no need to sound so put out by it, Seraphina,” Percival huffed, rolling his eyes. “We have a wonderful time at events together, pretending to care what someone’s saying then talking shit behind their back. We haven’t done that for ages! This is what happens when people become President. They forget the little people.” Well, he was hardly a ‘little person’ as far as politics was concerned, but he would never pass up an opportunity to give Seraphina shit. “I’ll have to pull out my best suit then, though I am slightly concerned that I might show you up in it, and I would hate for you to feel like I was stealing the spotlight.”