Genie de la Lune (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} wolfinboots) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} finnigans_rpg,@ 2015-07-11 02:49:00 |
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Who: Genie and Alicia (and open?)
What: Genie is getting off her butt and making enquiries for Owen.
Where: Foundation offices.
When: around 11am or so
Rating: Probably SFW? Unless Genie curses in her thoughts. Will change as necessary.
Genie had finally kicked herself enough that she was going to do what they’d said she would do when they first came to London. Hell, a lot of why they’d decided to come to London was for Owen, but she’d let herself get distracted… and to be honest, she was procrastinating as well. She finally had a foothold in the wizarding world where no one had yet figured out her secret, at least that they’d said or implied or looked at her funny, and she enjoyed the freedom far too much.
She hesitated at the door to the foundation. She’d heard about them and about their good works; she they were the ones she rather thought she’d talk to first, before going to the Ministry. The Ministry would probably out Owen and her and her pack. She at least stood a chance with an agency of keeping some secrecy for him, and herself. But oh, how she dreaded seeing that look on anyone’s face again, even someone well meaning. They nearly all had it, the people who found out, if they weren’t outright hateful.
Genie took a deep breath and pushed open the door, looking around curiously and trying to figure out which way she should go.