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[lucern_mac]

 Week Name/Date/Time: 'Sometimes You Just Can't Win' / Tuesday, September 19th, 2006 / 11:36 AM
Location: Some Muggle shop where a cursed item is being sold
Open To: Folly McFinn of McFinn Cursebreakers
Currently Involving: Lucern MacAlister, Ministry Oblivator

This was in fact a great mess. Some Muggle shop owner had stumbled upon a cursed chest to

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[family_mcfinn]

Folly, on the other hand, thought decidedly different when it came to the subject of right or wrong. He had no room to judge and thought everyone to have the right to make good or bad choices. If he was in Lucern's spot? Well sure, he'd likely not think too highly of the bloke for his bad business practices and infidelity, but was it really any of his business?

Maybe that's why he wasn't an Obliviator.

Pulling his trench coat tighter around him, he slipped into the shop. It took him a little bit of searching but finally he found Lucern. Ministry robes? Apparently he was the man to find. Not wanting to interrupt him at his work, he quietly cleared his throat and kept back, waiting for the only person that looked like he belonged there to finish what he was doing.

[lucern_mac]

Did Lucern just get a throat cleared at him? It was a curteous thing to do, but one that he did not approve of. Either the person who wanted attention just wait there until the attention could be proved or speak up. It was a disgusting habit, and he would not have it to gain his attention

[family_mcfinn]

...well, h-he.. he didn't know what would happen if he, who knows.. said something at the wrong time and caught the Obliviator off-guard and suddenly he's implanting memories of Folly talking into the head of the Muggle and.. well, it wasn't his department! He didn't know how those sorts of things worked!

He was just trying to be helpfulWell. Not a friendly one, was he? Then again, those Ministry workers rarely were. Blair McFinn had a theory that the second someone made the chance to not be brave and freelance (like the McFinns), they gave up all ability to be human, thus explaining why practically every Ministry worker was mean to everyone outside of their own group. Never once did she entertain the thought that it might have just been them.. corrupt Ministry and good-side Folly? Exactly

[lucern_mac]

There was no time to be friendly. Lucern, unlike Folly apparently, took his job very seriously. Not to get him wrong about he not fancying his job either was certainly wrong. He did wholeheartedly. It was one of the best jobs in the Ministry, he thought, for his kind of work. Though most of the time, he was a serious person. It was just the way he had lived his life. It was a better idea for Lucern to be serious anyway, or else he could be very difficult to work with.. to put it lightly.

"Clearly," Lucern raised an eyebrow. Was that supposed to be a joke? He really could not see how that was funny. Only five minutes or not, late was still late, and first place still beat out second place.

The Obliviator watched him as he made his way to the chest. "How long will this be?" He had to return the chest to the Ministry now that his colleagues were leaving and he did not want to wait forever.

[family_mcfinn]

Oh, Lucern was very wrong. Folly took his job deathly serious, he just tried to be friendly with all he encountered. The Gringott's-hired Cursebreakers were starting to wedge their way into the McFinn's business. It was getting to the point where they needed to be on the good side of every Ministry person possible, as to keep themselves down as first priority when it came to situations like these

[lucern_mac]

Did he just watch this man put his wand in his mouth? Oh, this was not sanitary.

Lucern rolled his eyes while the cursebreaker had his back turned to him and faced the chest. "The manager's hands are burned," he indicated by showing one of the hands to him, "so it must be a incantation of heat by touch. Just to make sure there is nothing else, you should do a check and check whatever is inside." He hated to say it but he would rather have the job done perfectly than quickly.

He started to move about the room and critique it. He did not fancy the decoration at all. It was an ugly room. The color of paint did not even fit the archeitecture.

[family_mcfinn]

Yeah, if he thought that was unsanitary, just wait till the gloves were removed and it became very obvious that Folly was still wearing a bit of mud on his hands from the job he rushed off from to make his way over there.

Gardening. Messy job.

"Thirty minutes then," he replied quietly, "tops."

Honestly, he'd rather do the job right as well, but those bleedin' Ministry workers were always in such a rush to get the situation handled with and done. Bless the saints that Lucern obviously wasn't one of those.

A quick sweep of the chest to check for any visible runes or whatnot, and his wand was in hand and running over the air above the chest. Various colors of sparks flew from the tip as each spell was cast wordlessly. Couldn't be out blurting the secret spells of his trade, could he? It was yet another thing that gave them a foot-up on the competition. They knew what they were doing and did it well.

[lucern_mac]

"Thirty minutes exactly?" He knew he was being a bit of a pushover with that last one but he could not help it. Even Folly must not have wanted to stay doing this one job for hours. The schedule that Folly set to finish somewhat impressed Lucern. Though he may not have been up to par with his own work standards, he could see that this man was efficient or at least looked as if he knew what he was doing.

No, Lucern was certainly not one of those. He was a man that wanted a job done as quickly as possible, yes, but it would not be finished until he completely and thoroughly satisfied that it was done perfectly. With his job, one had to be very precise anyway, and luckily he was good at it. Actually, good was a definite understatement of how skilled Lucern MacAlister was at his job. If he could allow the thought of it, he could see himself being measured as one of those Muggle brain surgeons but his occupation was a load more clean