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 #37195  by Nikau Harrison
 
Location: A litteral alley • Date: March 26th, 2004
Time of Day: Late at night • Weather: Crisp


The dumpster was disgusting, and his mother's charm to make things smell like lavender appeared to have a limit. It stank in here. Between rotten food and Merlin knew what else, the Chief Auror was crouching inside the bin with Akari Hemlock, watching the situation evolve in the alley right outside the container.

Their contact had not been wrong; it appeared a deal would indeed take place here, but the suspects were taking their sweet time, talking about the weather and how their families were doing rather than exchange the money for the suitcase full of poisons. Nikau would have preferred to foil the plot of terror itself rather than just the deal, but he had orders from above, and apparently that meant spending as long as was required in a dumpster.

It was uncomfortable in here, and his muscles were tense. If Hemlock was anywhere near as on edge as he was, she was probably ready to jump out and arrest the suspects.

'Not now,' he whispered to his partner.
 #37217  by Akari Hemlock
 
"If only the stench could distract me from the boundless boredom," the agent complained. Immobility had always been a challenge for the dynamic woman.

With dexterous agility, she made her wand twirl between her fingers. With a little flick of the lethal stick, she could make this whole operation go much faster. "But it'd take me a second," she argued as she glared at her boss.
 #37283  by Nikau Harrison
 
'Don't talk so loud,' Nikau chided his Auror. 'And stop fidgetting so much. You keep elbowing me in the ribs.'

Outside the bin, it didn't seem like the two suspects were anywhere closer to closing the deal. They seemed to be old friends. Who else spent so much time catching up? Nikau was confident in his source, though.

'We can't arrest them until they've actually done something illegal,' he reminded Akari. 'The suitcases need to change hands.'
 #37421  by Nikau Harrison
 
Nikau refrained himself from rolling his eyes. Why was it that all his employees, and especially her, seemed to like goading him? It was all in good fun, though, and he appreciated them all. Except Malone, who didn't seem to take his job seriously and didn't seem to understand that the Aurors poking fun at one another were just joking, and still respected one another. Aaaah, Malone.

'How are you not a standup comedian, Hemlock?' Nikau whispered. 'You'd think there was only so much you could ask about your fellow criminal's children, eh? Oh bugger,' he added, when one of the two men started to talk about his upcoming trip to Brazil.
 #37518  by Akari Hemlock
 
"Bad retirement fund," she quipped as an explanation for her career choices.

"It's almost as if they were human or something," she retorted. It was easy for her to categorize them as criminals and simply do her job, but in moments like this where she was forced to listen to them talk about their life an family it became a little harder. "If they start talking about their nanas I'm attacking," she warned.
 #37520  by Nikau Harrison
 
'That checks out,' Nikau whispered back. 'That's why you only ever do your work half-assedly.' He picked a banana peel from off his wand arm. Couldn't they simply have cast a disillusionment charm on themselves? Why did they have to be covered in garbage, inside an actual dumpster?

'What do you have against nans? Do you hate yours?' Nikau scoffed. He liked this little back and forth between the two of them. Akari had attitude, and a little bite. She was fun to work with, but did keep him on his toes. 'Easy, tiger. We attack only when they start going on about Celestina Warbeck. Now that, I can't abide.'
 #37823  by Akari Hemlock
 
"Never met her," she shrugged. Her parents had left the country before she had been born. They had written plenty, but she had never felt close to the woman. And the other had died long before her conception.

"I can respect that," she smirked always happy to see him playing along. She leaned a little closer to their subjects. Why had they started whispering? She brought her wand to her ear and mouthed a spell. Maybe if she amplified their voices.

"There's about to do it," or that was what the few words she had caught made her believe.
 #37825  by Nikau Harrison
 
'My gran was great,' Nikau replied. 'Big scary eyes, would keep us in line...' Not that it had stopped teenage Nikau from getting into all sorts of trouble, but there was no need to tell Hemlock about that. She'd be too gleeful.

It was a moment still before Nikau moved again, even as the other Auror thought the two suspects were about to proceed. The suitcase needed to change hands. Wait. Wait...

A little bit more...

Finally, the taller of the two men handed the dragonskin suitcase to his partner, who then gave him his duffle bag.

'Celestina Warbeck, Celestina Warbeck!' Nikau whispered in alarm, jumping out from the dumpster as best he could, throwing out a well-aimed Petrificus totalus.
 #37946  by Akari Hemlock
 
"Petrificus totalus," she aimed at the other man. When he froze with his hand still around the suitcase, Akari started humming. "And by the grace of our love, may we remain frozen in time. Frozen in time," not that she would ever admit to knowing lyrics sung by Celestina Warbeck.

"Mine seems more petrified than yours," she bragged at her boss.
 #38009  by Nikau Harrison
 
'Petrificus totalus!' Nikau cast again at his suspect, not about to concede defeat to Hemlock. 'You wish,' he said, now confident that there was not a single movement coming from the man.

'You did good, Hemlock,' the Auror said. He was never afraid to give credit where it was due, and his Aurors always knew they could expect the truth from their boss, whether it was a compliment or criticism. And in this case, Akari had done a great job. She'd kept her ear to the ground for weeks, tracking a plot to poison Ministry workers who were patients at St Mungo's, and now they had stopped the transaction and the two suspects. It really was some good Auror work.

'Let's bring them in.'