RP Thread: Ishmael & Jon Who: Ishmael Croaker & Jon Bones When: 16 February 1980, 3pm Where: Jon’s laboratory What: Meetings and consequences. Rating: TBA Status: Complete
Ishmael paced back and forth in the back rows of the Hall of Prophecy, his thoughts rolling over themselves as three o’clock rapidly approached. He needed to work out a strategy for this meeting. He could only assume that it was about the book. It was the only stupid thing he’d done in regards to Jon Bones in the last week.
Denial was... an attractive option and could be possible. There were others contributing in the entry. He could easily affect bafflement and fob it as one of the others. Except that would only last until Bones questioned them and discovered none of them were responsible.
No, he had to assume Bones was angry and wanted some sort of revenge. If he simply wasn’t interested then surely he would have sent the book back with a ‘cease and desist’ note? It was the easiest, simplest and least noticeable thing to do. Ishmael would have honoured that and the matter would have been over. He would have let the research he’d offered slide… or at least done the research and merely owled it to the team as a whole, citing his own work as making it impossible for them to meet.
As Bones hadn’t taken that route then he could only assume the other man had taken affront and intended to extract some sort of revenge. It would be best then if he had his wand easily to hand to defend himself.
He shook his head as his watch chimed to remind him he had to go then he stalked out of the Hall of Prophecies, avoiding those who worked there with practiced ease. He made his way to the Floo then squared his shoulders, set a look of polite enquiry on his face then ensured his wand was within easy reach before tossing a handful of powder into the flames and stepping through.