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michael corner is reluctantly growing up (mlcorner) wrote in pandorarpg,
@ 2012-01-03 23:31:00

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!status: complete, ^date: november 10 2003, character: ernie macmillan, character: lavender brown, character: michael corner

Characters: Lavender Brown, Michael Corner & Ernie Macmillan
Setting: Lavender's flat, 10 November 2003, 12:38pm
Rating: PG for language and freak outs
Summary: Breaking Lavender 'Nutter' Brown out of her own 'safe room'.

Michael Corner probably looked the complete loon, standing outside Lavender's door scribbling in his journal furiously. He felt the complete fool, talking to someone who was not but a few metres away from him but yet out of his reach thanks to magic and a few walls and whatever weird set-up Lavender had constructed for herself. Why was she so sodding paranoid? He was getting tired of waiting and he was about to toss the book and start working on these wards, sod Lavender and her safe room.

But then he saw Ernie's handwriting appear. He said he was bringing Hit Wizards, thank Merlin! Michael was a brilliant wizard, don't get him wrong, but one wizard would take quite a long time to break into that flat and he would be glad of the help as it would speed up the process completely. So he stood there waiting impatiently for Ernie and his team of Hit Wizards to arrive though he didn't quite expect their arrival to be so...eventful, to say the least.

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ernsthename
2012-01-05 04:15 am UTC (link)

Ernie was going to yell something back to Michael about protocol (which he was sure the man wouldn't really get since he was probably just off his rocker--did he fall too hard when his colleague performed the spell?), but heard Lavender's voice. He felt a measure of relief at not having to undergo the challenging, time consuming and potentially dangerous task of dismantling wards.

"Only if you're going to come out in three minutes," Ernie said in response. "We do what we have to do to keep everyone safe."

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lavishly
2012-01-05 04:33 am UTC (link)

It wasn't like the vault magically opened when the clock ran out. She would have a few things to do, so it might be more than three minutes, but she wasn't going to say. Not that what she did say was much better. "Will Michael be there when I do?" She knew he was there, somewhere and she wanted to see him because this whole thing really sucked. And he was probably the only one who wouldn't want to have her sent in for some miserable psych evaluation or whatever.

Lavender let out a sigh, her body feeling heavy. The adrenaline had to be wearing off now, the fear wasn't gone, but she was just getting tired - although weary was probably the better word. Not that she wanted to sleep, sleeping and the possibility of more nightmares was not something that she needed to add to the disaster that today already was.

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ernsthename
2012-01-05 04:46 am UTC (link)

"He's outside of your flat," Ernie said back. He was quite aware that if he actually did follow protocol to a 'T', he would've had to have Michael taken to the Ministry just to ensure that there was no interference on his behalf.

"We can't have him in here for obvious risk management and protocol issues," he added, perhaps a bit louder so a certain someone can hear it from the hallway. "It's my arse on the line if something goes wrong because of his presence, which may well happen to someone who doesn't know or hasn't trained extensively gets involved."

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lavishly
2012-01-05 05:00 am UTC (link)

Even if he couldn't see her, she put one hand on her hip, the other still holding her wand, although with a looser grip than earlier. "Did you say my flat was secure?" She was sure that was the cause, although with a few clauses in there because that what they had to do.

"Because I'm not coming out unless it is secure and if it's secure there's no real reason why he couldn't be there. Here." It wasn't that she didn't trust Ernie his team exactly, more that she needed more than a promise of physical safety. And Ernie wasn't really offering anymore than that, not that he was supposed to. He was a hit wizard, and probably not even someone who personally liked her that much being friends with Justin and given his opinion of her currently. Even if he was doing his job and could do a great job of it, it wasn't enough.

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ernsthename
2012-01-05 05:14 am UTC (link)

"It's as secure as it could be considering the circumstances," Ernie said in reassurance. "There is a full and experienced team of Hit Wizards who specialize in dangerous criminals and hostage rescue."

"It doesn't get that much more secure than that, but again, we're dealing with a dangerous offender. But we've done everything that we should, and we're prepared to do what needs to be done to ensure that everyone is safe."

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lavishly
2012-01-05 05:32 am UTC (link)

That was not what she needed to hear right now. As far as she was concerned, right now she had physical safety. This room was safe, even if the deadlock seal was about to expire. In a weird way this cage had always been a safe place. So, maybe he wasn't worried about her safety as much as...

"So, what do you like think I'm a threat or something?" Because she was clearly the victim in this one. And it wasn't like she was hiding Pandora in her closet. The thought alone just gave her chills. Except maybe he didn't know that or didn't believe that and he was all just facts. It did feel like everyone was turning away from her. "And now you're waiting to apprehend me?"

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ernsthename
2012-01-05 05:52 am UTC (link)

"Where the heck did you get that one?" Ernie exclaimed in alarm.

"Only if you're Pandora, which you're not. The dangerous criminal and hostage rescue team was brought because the protocol is to assume that there is a high possibility of hostage taking when one's home is invaded by a dangerous criminal." He stopped for a second to consider why the heck she'd be that suspicious of him.

"Merlin, Lavender--do you think I'd jeopardize your life, my life, Michael's life, my teammates' lives, and not to mention my livelihood and career over some petty disagreement you've had with my best mate? Heck, I have better things to do than that, which includes surviving this operation and ensuring the safety of everyone here." He could feel himself get rather roused at what seemed to him to be a questioning of his professional ethics. But he immediately calmed when one of his colleagues tapped him on the shoulder, to kind of ground him once more.

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mlcorner
2012-01-05 06:14 am UTC (link)

Michael was so bloody bored with all of this. Okay, he wasn't bored so much as antsy, sitting in the hallway doing absolutely nothing while Ernie supposedly assessed the situation and fixed everything. Except so far he wasn't doing all that great of a job. And even the snide remarks that Michael was jotting in the margins of Lavender's journal entry weren't enough to keep him occupied when Ernie made the mistake of bringing up Justin and the drama that had ensued from the DA meeting the other night. While Michael had just been kidding for the most part with his remarks, right now it sounded like Ernie was losing his cool with her and that wasn't really the right approach - at least not for anyone but Michael because he had a special way of doing this with her that resulted in objects being thrown at him and then usually a bit of snogging.

So Michael abandoned his note scribbling and ran to the entrance of the flat, bracing his hands on the door frame, making sure he didn't actually go in so that the psychotic hit wizards didn't attack him again. "Ernie, what the fuck? That is not the issue here at all!" Michael called out into the flat, not really at all sure where Ernie even was. "I already told you - she already told you - she just wants me to be there when she comes out. Merlin's beard, you are bringing up shite that is so not helping, mate! And I told her that you were actually being objective about the whole situation which now you sound kind of like a prat!"

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ernsthename
2012-01-05 06:51 am UTC (link)

With Michael's movements, Ern's second-in-command darted towards the door and intercepted the interferer with a binding spell and a silencing spell in quick succession and with a couple more flicks of his wand down the the hallway, where one of the more junior members of the team followed up to supervise.

"Can't you see? Your carlessness--anyone's carelessness can kill us all. If she actually cared about you--or even herself--she wouldn't want you in this room since you may very well get in the way and cause some or all of us to die." He didn't know whether he had to spell it out further, but he said what needed to be said. "I actually have no fucking clue as to why I haven't sent you back to the Ministry yet since you're drawing attention to yourself in a situation where lives are at stake. This is not a fucking game or time to worry about your fucking ego and being some fucking hero. Just let me do my job."

He knew that letting Michael stay in the first place was a severe error in his own judgement, and he wasn't going to hear the end of it--ever. This was the sort of error that could result in really bad stuff happening, and he was starting to feel the stress of the situation.

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