RP: Marlene, Alastor
Who: Marlene, Alastor Where: the Mnistry When: 16 March, 2025 Rating/Warnings: Summary: Marlene has no reason to bother Moody, but does it anyway.
Marlene was going to lunch with Pansy Nott. She still didn't know what that was all about, but she was intrigued. Of course not enought to push away work thoughts. Simmons seemed like a decent bloke, solid Auror, although he lacked something. She wasn't even sure what that something was. Possibly it was the lack of paranoia, of built-in distrust, the lack kof constant vigilance, she thought with a smile.
Walking from her cubicle to Moody's, she put an arm on his shoulder. "You know we're much better Aurors, but we're so fucked up compared to this people," she said, laughing, and she probably shouldn't find it so amusing, but the alternative was to feel bad about it and she really didn't. "They are all so sweet, and once this is over the world wll be a better place. They make me look like a pessimist and I'm a ray of sunshine compared to you."