T Higgs will hit a bitch (rebelhellion) wrote in uprisingrpg, @ 2010-10-20 14:17:00 |
|
|||
Entry tags: | fletcher parkinson, terrence higgs |
Who: T and OPEN
What: hanging around the Ministry
When: Wednesday, late afternoon/evening
Where: Ministry atrium
Warnings: TBA
Status: Incomplete
It was going to be a late night. Taking a few days off after the full had delayed Terrence's project, which wasn't really a problem, except that he was working a bit of overtime to make up for it. He didn't want to meet with the Head of the Department on Monday and have nothing to show for what he'd been working on.
He'd skipped his lunch break because he'd been on a roll, and now it was nearly dinnertime. He wasn't done for the day, but he did need a break before he went cross-eyed. It wasn't that he needed food - no, he just needed to move around and give his mind a break, since most of his work involved a lot of magical and mental work (which he loved) with minimal physical motion (which he needed).
So, he'd gone for a little run around the Ministry, muscles loosening from being held tensely for hours, and then returned to the atrium at the Ministry. There he'd taken a seat by the fountain, and instead of thinking about anything useful, was charming the colorful paper he had for writing interdepartmental memos into much more elaborate shapes than they usually took - airplanes, birds, insects, anything he could think of that was capable of flight. They did a few circles around his head before zooming off aimlessly around the room.
Terrence leaned back on his hands to watch, vaguely hoping one of them would hit someone, or at least get close enough to cause a bit of flustered hand-waving.