weasley_rebel (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} weasley_rebel) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} collision_rp,@ 2013-05-15 12:49:00 |
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WHAT: Adjusting to life without work
WHERE: Their home
WHEN: Wednesday afternoon
RATING: TBA
STATUS: Incomplete
The black box that started all of this sat on the edge of his desk uncovered as he inspected the runes that were etched into the sides of the blasted thing. It amazed him that everything that had happened recently, happened because of this little thing. Bill's eyes flicked from the box to the scrap of parchment before him, as he tried to decipher the little etchings. Godric, this was something he would normally enjoy doing, but was finding it to be tedious.
The tap tap tap of his quill against the top of his desk annoyed him. Right now, everything annoyed him it would seem. In frustration, Bill threw the quill to the desk and pushed his chair away. Standing, he paced and ran his fingers through his hair. "Fleur?" He called out to his wife, curious of her whereabouts as he covered the box and left his office.
"Fleur?" He called again, as he searched the house for her. "Hun?"