Holy Merlin. [Open]

[Emrys Wylt]

Well, it had been a pretty long year. There were so many things happening left and right that Emrys Wylt had spent her time not in the motherland, but of course abroad. She was abroad with their wizarding allies, especially all over Europe. If this killer of sorts was making an impact on the world, it could only serve to make the world nervous of Great Britain. That was what she was here to do, to keep the influence of Britain and the taint off of it.

The ministry sure wasn't making her job the fucking easiest.

Let's take the Deputy Ministress, for instance. Was she out of her damn mind? In these times she walked without an Auror to guard her. At least make a SHOW of self-protection. Walking outside in an alleyway alone... what in the world was she thinking? Did she truly think she could do more alone then in numbers?

Emrys flipped her blonde hair back and twiddled with her Muggle pen. Yes, she was one of those types where if she could get away with it, she still used Muggle utensils. She growled lightly to herself as she looked at the ball-point pen, and then the Muggle looseleaf that she was using to write instead of parchment.

"Bloody hell... she's lost her damn mind." She said as she sat outside of Florean's with her pistachio sundae. "And apparently a lot of blood to boot. Thank you, Miss Grimwood, for not only giving me the heart attack of my life but also making my job ten-times more difficult." She muttered venomously underneath her breath.

[Annabelle Merlin Grace]

Annabelle was really ready to get out of school for at least a small amount of time, and it was for sure that she needed some time with her dad too. He took her to get Ice cream, crazy right? IT was cold, Annabelle was in long black jeans that she stepped on the ends at her heels, which she had some lacy black 3inch boots on, a black printed boot with what looked like snake skin. Her Purple sweater hidden under a long dark fuchsia coat that she made two years ago, the material was dirt cheep at time, so she made a nice long winter coat out of it, buttons down the front where black and it had the hourglass cut to fit nicely.

Her hair down, the long pink strains looked like they came from the black knit hat she wore, but it was indeed separate. Her father was in Ministry attire, he did not ware much other being there more then he was home. He worked in the Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes. He sure had a lot of work to do. He gave her some money and Anna looked at him, “You’re not coming in?” she asked and he explained he had work to do. She sighed, “Daddy.” She pleaded with him, but since her mother passed away the man was harder to reach, it was not easy. She headed inside as he went down to another store, likely to do an inspection of such.

Looking at her coins she looked at the prices, “Cherry with apricot hot sauce please.” She asked the counter, “Oh, can you add some sprinkles?” she said adding it on. She paid, and had a few coins left, she would save them for later. She was about to sit down when someone was talking to herself.

“You al’right?” she asked, Annabelle was one of those children that often talked to strangers, another reason her father was so protective of her and kept her at the school so often. “I am sure a bit of ice cream will make things better.” She said with a smile taking a seat at a near table to enjoy her desert, hoping her father would not be long.