Detective Ravenscroft
I so enjoy it when I take people by surprise
Thu Feb 17, 2011 12:43am

This. This was the reason Ravenscroft salivated at the thought of getting the opportunity of making these arrests. The overall discord this Institute overflowed with provided a constant source of amusement for Ravenscroft—the way the two children in charge scurried around like lost mice at his mere presence assured Ravenscroft that they were still just as spineless as ever. The uproar over Grace's, Michealson's, and Anderson's didn't intimidate any of the aurors—Ravenscroft just tittered, amused. He so delighted in the fact that the crowd of students around him kept growing.

Catching sight of the nurse with her hand over her mouth, not quite batting an eye at the forceful glare she was subjecting him to, Ravenscroft softly cooed and murmured, “There's a good girl.” He then turned, hardly knowing just who to focus his attention on now that he had gone through protocol of reciting the childrens' rights.

With a look from Ravenscroft, a few aurors dragged Michealson and Anderson away, the latter shouting frantically at Winchester. With a patronizing smile, Ravenscroft looked over at Winchester and winked, taking little notice of the blood coming from her nose.

Hands gripping the lapels of his own set of robes, he then casually made his way over to Grace's own form, and informed him, rubbing more salt into the wound, “I took the liberty of making a few special arrangements—you'll be nice and cozy surrounded by the same walls you called home all those years ago, I assume?”

He paused for dramatic flair, and then took a breath and was all action once more as he batted his hand carelessly at Grace. “We best make haste, I suppose,” he said to the rest of his team of aurors, who began dragging Grace away. Turning back to Winchester with his Cheshire grin back in full force, he continued, “Before we overstay our welcome.” Patting Eve on the head like the good little puppy she was, he unleashed the final bit of devastating news, “I imagine the press will have some questions, but I'll just leave those to you, my dear—they're awaiting you at the gates, just whenever you get around to it.”

He squeezed her cheek, discreetly slapping it after, and then followed along after his team. As an after-though, he called out behind him, “Eight o'clock, Miss Locke, or else I'll have to make a house call.”

  • Wait! How did this happen???Rand Michealson, Tue Feb 15 8:57am
    Rand didn't even have a moment to think about running. Of course he wouldn't need to. Rand had never been in trouble in his life. When other kids in elementary were being suspended for bringing their ... more
    • I so enjoy it when I take people by surprise — Detective Ravenscroft, Thu Feb 17 12:43am
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