10-30-2011, 04:26 AM
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| Doxy
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Amur Neverwinter Fourth Year | ~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~ Quote:
Originally Posted by Tiro MacMhuirich "Yes... and no." Jaxton said, holding in the sigh that he wanted to let go. This kid just wasn't getting that he should be paranoid. "I know that I'm not a bad guy. I'm here for the MLE," aka anti-cult-everything, "and I've been an Auror for as long as I can remember." He paused and looked at Sabel. "I have plenty of knowledge that I'm happy and willing to share."
He wasn't entirely sure what Sabel wanted to hear. "Were you never told not to let your friends dictate your actions?" He paused. "If you were friends with Alpha. And Alpha wanted to do drugs - would you? Or if Alpha wanted to run away with Beta and not tell anyone apart from you - could you let them do it?" He asked. "I am trust worthy, however your perception of me, should be made based on your own judgements - and it shouldn't be a collaboration of the judgements and feelings of those you work with. That is how you end up following Omega to hell and back." He said with a nod of his head. He wasn't fully sure if that made sense, but it made sense to him. "How about the simple fact that I have been in one form or another, a part of a Ministry and its training schemes since I left my Magical Academy... and I've been on placement," aka missions, "more times than I care to remember. And I'm still here. I'm obviously doing something right." He said with a nod of his head. He wasn't going to explain himself to Sabel more than that. He was worth trusting - but that trust had to be earned between them. Alpha and Beta and Omega? Sabel let out a slow sigh and glanced down the stairwell. "They wouldn't be my friends if I didn't trust their judgement."
With some disappointment that he wasn't yet at his destination, Sabel turned his eyes back to the man. "And that is all hearsay, by your tongue." He didn't know the man or his records. Anyone could say they were totally for the MLE. Anyone could say they had worked for the ministry since they learned to walk. Anyone could claim devotion and dedication. It was easy to speak of generalizations.
Shrugging his shoulders, Sabel transferred the file to his other hand. "The Cult would also say they weren't the bad guys. You're going to have to give me more than that." Like the details he spoke of. Unless, of course he wasn't interested in having Sabel's trust. And from the way he had spoken about time and trust, perhaps that was the truth.
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