Ernest (Ernie/Ern) Macmillan (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} ernsthename) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} pandorarpg, |
Ernie arrived at the Gala feeling somewhat out of sorts and overwhelmed. He had taken some time off in the afternoon to have the spot checked, with their observations being inconclusive. He was to return if it wasn't resolved in a few days, which was a bit concerning to him. He then headed back to work to quickly check on the crew who were to be ready for calls from the streets. They seemed to be doing fine, and then he went to check up on those available in the Gala, which was also fine. After those two checks, he had returned home, took a quick shower, changed into his dark blue dress robes and apparated over, surrendering his wand at the door (he felt incredibly naked without it).
He wasn't as interested in costume that year, since he considered it a hinderance should anything happen and he needed to do something. (Ok, he knew he really wasn't supposed to do anything but enjoy himself, but his compulsion to work when he saw others working was rather strong.) And in any case, he didn't quite want to be perceived by those he worked with as juvenile--as they were all over the place.
Once he got there, at 20:00 hrs sharp, he went in and looked around for Hannah. He was a bit concerned at the reply owl she sent back...she obviously wasn't very pleased that he wasn't making it back to the apartment and would meet her at the Ministry. But in a way he needed to get a few things out of the way lest he continue to think about work the whole evening. He wondered and worried if she'd press him to talk about the dreams that evening, or whether they'd let it drop for now. He'd probably wait a few days for the spot to either clear up or so that it won't be linked to the dreams as some sort of omen, as his paranoid mind put it. Ok, so maybe somewhere, deep down he did take some of that divination stuff to heart. As much as he would deny it as a "sensible person", that sort of stuff did frighten him on occasion.
"I won't worry for the rest of this evening," Ernie said, not really convinced himself.