He gave a small laugh at her joke about the nature of this ball
'Not a one' he said with a smile, as a man of both means and station in life the fact that he had a job at all was something of a minor miracle - and that he had chosen one of the most difficult career paths their world offered, an aurora and now head of his department and senior member of the wizengemot - to say that he was a determined man was perhaps an understatement, whatever Murdock Greyback set his mind to was often what he got, but part of that was not taking this as personal attack. Being the proverbial monster in the room he had learned early that things which seemed like they were being done out of personal spite or malice were not
'We shall have to make sure our revenge is appropriate and most vicious.' he joked, 'Although we must ensure that we do not sacrifice our own amusement for the sake of her punishment.' he mused. The most aggressive way to thwart his sisters intentions would be to walk away from Miss Allaway immediately and never speak to her again, but that was beginning to feel like it might be a case of cutting off ones nose to spite ones face. 'So as you might guess Miss Allaway, no your suggestion does not offend' he added glibly, 'I would much rather a hunting party, and some good friends than a stodgy event with strangers were we all stand around and make polite small talk.' he noted, his tone turning from a joking tease to a rather earnest expression of his personal interests. He took another sip of champagne and winces, forgetting in his distraction that he was drinking a bubbly sweetness and not the burn of fire whiskey.
He sighed, 'I admit Miss Allaway that I am not a social man, I much prefer gahterings of close intimates to balls in general.' that would hardly be much of a surprise, other than social events which demanded his attendance as part of his ministry duties (and there seemed to be many) he did not go much into society. He pondered his glass for a moment, 'You should join us at the reach' he offered his tone suddenly unsure. 'Isobel and her family will be there of course.'
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'Not a one' he said with a smile, as a man of both means and station in life the fact that he had a job at all was something of a minor miracle - and that he had chosen one of the most difficult career paths their world offered, an aurora and now head of his department and senior member of the wizengemot - to say that he was a determined man was perhaps an understatement, whatever Murdock Greyback set his mind to was often what he got, but part of that was not taking this as personal attack. Being the proverbial monster in the room he had learned early that things which seemed like they were being done out of personal spite or malice were not
'We shall have to make sure our revenge is appropriate and most vicious.' he joked, 'Although we must ensure that we do not sacrifice our own amusement for the sake of her punishment.' he mused. The most aggressive way to thwart his sisters intentions would be to walk away from Miss Allaway immediately and never speak to her again, but that was beginning to feel like it might be a case of cutting off ones nose to spite ones face. 'So as you might guess Miss Allaway, no your suggestion does not offend' he added glibly, 'I would much rather a hunting party, and some good friends than a stodgy event with strangers were we all stand around and make polite small talk.' he noted, his tone turning from a joking tease to a rather earnest expression of his personal interests. He took another sip of champagne and winces, forgetting in his distraction that he was drinking a bubbly sweetness and not the burn of fire whiskey.
He sighed, 'I admit Miss Allaway that I am not a social man, I much prefer gahterings of close intimates to balls in general.' that would hardly be much of a surprise, other than social events which demanded his attendance as part of his ministry duties (and there seemed to be many) he did not go much into society. He pondered his glass for a moment, 'You should join us at the reach' he offered his tone suddenly unsure. 'Isobel and her family will be there of course.'
MJ is a National Treasure