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“It’s going to be fine,” she nodded at Nikari, eyes darting around the cubicle area leading to Rosier’s office, where his secretary eyed them from her desk.

“We’ll just… ask politely. Get in, get out.”

This was the first time she’d ever spoken to the Head of the MLE directly. Fauna didn’t know about anyone else, but whenever Rosier swept through Level Two with that grim cloud over his head (which seemed to be his default state), she made like a house elf and worked her bum off. The last thing she wanted to do was piss him off or draw attention to herself. No way. She saved the cheeky backtalk for Pratt.

Awful Pratt! Why had he sent her on some silly errand he could have accomplished on his own? And with the new girl too, who kept using her Veela charm. This must be payback.

“Um… Nikari, try to not do that thing you do, ok? You know,” Fauna gestured worriedly.

Pausing in front of the secretary, she explained their situation. The woman raised her eyebrows at her trainee uniform, then flipped through a full-to-bursting appointment book. After a moment, she waved the two trainees forward.

Fauna took a deep breath. She knocked, opened the heavy door, and hovered in the doorway.

“Sorry to bother you, Mr. Rosier. Uh, Auror Pratt sent us.”

For once Nikari was fine with someone else taking the lead.  She wasn't sure still, if she wanted to go through with being an Auror, given all the work that was definetly required, it really didn't suit her personality.  She got lost in thought while following Fauna about all the jobs that would be suited to her personality, that she didn't realize when the other girl stopped and in the most unladylike way possible, ran smack into the stopped form of the other girl.

Now Nikari didn't like to blush, even if it was from excessive flirting, or from embarassment, she saw it as a weakness and because of that, when she ran into Fauna, she ducked her head to try in vain to hide the dark red blush creeping up her neck. 

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1.	Sorry that it took me so long to reply, and I apologize for it being short, my tank is dangerously low and my darn muse is still on vacation... at least that's what she says, I think she 's just avoiding me.