Post by William Anderson on Oct 2, 2017 18:27:27 GMT -5
OOC: Open to anyone NPC or otherwise who would work at St. Mungo's.
September 1st
Michelle yawned softly as she leaned back and rubbed her eyes. She looked at the clock--it wasn't even noon yet. Ugh--why did time always go so slow? She never had been the best at keeping track of time -- especially when she had her head in her research. She yawned again. Maybe she should go get some food and take a break...she hadn't eaten yet. At least before the resident mother hen of the bunch came and made her eat--providing that she herself was here and knowing her, she probably was. She laughed softly. Ahh she always did mean the best and so she never could complain about it.
Michelle had a lot on her mind. And more then just research. She had been startled to say the least when Will had shown up at her doorstep. She hugged him fiercely and then wanted to slap him upside the head...but she didn't. She knew what had happened. He had been caught up in the Flux. It had taken her a while to come to terms with his "death". There was a lot of things she had wanted to tell him -- there still was -- and yet she hadn't told him and then he vanished. Of course he reappeared and she still hadn't said those things.
He seemed like he had a lot on his mind too. He seemed a bit standoffish too. They had gotten together a few times and any time she asked about it -- he would just brush it off. There was something more and she knew it, but she also wasn't the type to push and push about it and so she begrudgingly had left it be.
Ahh but enough of that.
She stretched her arms forward--cracking her knuckles--and then leaned forward, eyes looking left to right as she read through one of the many books that she had at her disposal.
September 1st
Michelle yawned softly as she leaned back and rubbed her eyes. She looked at the clock--it wasn't even noon yet. Ugh--why did time always go so slow? She never had been the best at keeping track of time -- especially when she had her head in her research. She yawned again. Maybe she should go get some food and take a break...she hadn't eaten yet. At least before the resident mother hen of the bunch came and made her eat--providing that she herself was here and knowing her, she probably was. She laughed softly. Ahh she always did mean the best and so she never could complain about it.
Michelle had a lot on her mind. And more then just research. She had been startled to say the least when Will had shown up at her doorstep. She hugged him fiercely and then wanted to slap him upside the head...but she didn't. She knew what had happened. He had been caught up in the Flux. It had taken her a while to come to terms with his "death". There was a lot of things she had wanted to tell him -- there still was -- and yet she hadn't told him and then he vanished. Of course he reappeared and she still hadn't said those things.
He seemed like he had a lot on his mind too. He seemed a bit standoffish too. They had gotten together a few times and any time she asked about it -- he would just brush it off. There was something more and she knew it, but she also wasn't the type to push and push about it and so she begrudgingly had left it be.
Ahh but enough of that.
She stretched her arms forward--cracking her knuckles--and then leaned forward, eyes looking left to right as she read through one of the many books that she had at her disposal.
