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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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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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