Berkeley Damian Darcy (berkelisms) wrote in valesco,
@ 2008-02-03 12:41:00

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MYCROFT...sorry he's been bugging me :[
"Oh, good, my case died in a suspicious bout of food poisoning," Berkeley Doge said with a peppy voice. Tomas Booth laughed loudly and snatched the folder away, waving it in his fellow aurors face, "This does mean I have the afternoon off, yes?"

"Yeah, yeah, get out of here," Booth said with another laugh, slapping Berk's shoulder with the folder before disappearing through the cubicles. He could've done a jig--it was incredibly rare to simply be dismissed for the day, and even though he knew Amelia was off being the 'saving the world one court battle at a time' wizengamot member, Berkeley still made his way toward the law offices, knowing that his brother Mycroft was coming back from a hearing. It seemed that being married with a dog, along with the busy schedules aurors and wizengamot members had normally led to very little time between brothers, especially when said brother was also an auror.

He spotted Mycroft heading down the corridor, back to him, and Berkeley snuck up on him quickly, using his top rated sneaky maneuvers to surprise him.

"Bro, bro, bro," Berk yammered, capturing Mycroft in a headlock from behind, pulling him around a corner "Let's get out of here, come onnnnnn."

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mycroftic
2008-02-07 05:36 pm UTC (link)

Mycroft couldn't help the twitch of his eye, Berk seemed a little too excited than normal 'let us just skip the last few hours of work' and belatedly wondered if it was going to be such a good idea. Maybe he would come in after Berk tomorrow and hope that Moody had already latched on to his brother and wouldn't bother with him...hm. Unlike Berk, Mycroft wasn't as willing to cause messes at work just to see what would happen with people. He loved his job - not that Berk didn't, they were excellent on the field together, it was just the office bit, with the paperwork and hundreds of horrible people it had to go through. But Mycroft liked that part of the job too, and that made him a little weirder, but he liked having all his reports in order and his quills lined up by usage and it just made the 'real' work a lot easier when they actually had reports and knowledge of what was going on to refer to than just running in blindly.

"We? Not for work, I hope," Mycroft was perfectly amiable to the hit wizards, they did a good job, but patrolling Hogsmeade during a Hogwarts weekend was not the job for an auror. Ugh, he hated teenagers, they were so snotty and mean and totally didn't understand the whole 'respect' thing yet. Except for Elphias, but he was an eighty year old trapped in a teenaged shaped body.

Mycroft perked up at that last bit and raised his eyebrow. "School girl? How so? And what are we supposed to do about it? I don't think I have advice to give him on skirt lengths. Plus, I really don't think he has the knees to pull a skirt off."

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berkelisms
2008-02-08 05:38 am UTC (link)

Berkeley let out a loud laugh, jumping before the lift stopped to feel that odd sensation of weightlessness. He shook his head and let his brother step out first, before knocking him in the shoulder. He sent a wink toward Bertha at the public relations desk, and kept on moving.

"You're a dope," he said with another chuckle, "but, her name is Phoebe, and she has Elphias acting like a schoolgirl, as in, being silly and tripping all over himself."

He let out another laugh at the thought of his littlest brother in a skirt before pulling a folder out of his inside cloak pocket.

"Here's what I've dug up on her."

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mycroftic
2008-02-08 06:54 am UTC (link)

Mycroft groaned as Berk jumped in the lift, his stomach doing a flop or two. He dug his elbow into Berk's side because he absolutely hated when his brother did that. It make him feel sick and gross inside. "Oh, a girl?"

Mycroft took the papers and looked up at Berk like he was a little insane. Which of course he was. But that didn't mean like he should be doing background checks on their baby brother's girlfriends. Not that they hadn't done it on each other before, but this seemed a little out of place on a sixteen year old girl. Mycroft read it though, mumbling along to what he was reading, "Healers... oh, that's interesting, she's related to Amos. This looks good... why did you show this to me? It's not like shes on any of our lists for wanted or anything."

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berkelisms
2008-02-09 05:49 am UTC (link)

Berk shrugged, rubbing his side, "Eh, I figure Elphias won't be able to talk to us, at--er, all, so we'd have to figure it out ourselves. Not like I found out her O.W.L.s or anything."

Lies, she got ten. Smart girl, quidditch player, good family. Elphias knew how to pick them, even though he didn't know he knew how to pick them. Thank God his littlest brother's first girlfriend wasn't some psychotic street peddler like they'd all been worried it would be (what, they could be selling some fancy encyclopedia of all the world's charms).

"At any rate, he ran out of the room when she came in, so clearly," he pushed a door open, "he is in need of our help."

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mycroftic
2008-02-09 05:59 am UTC (link)

"Liar," Mycroft said without looking up from the information, following Berk's lead as usual. It was rare when his brother let him actually walk into something on purpose. Generally. Hm, this girl sounded okay, but seriously, who would name their child Hippocrates? They might need a little more checking into, that was kind of demented.

"He ran out of the room when she came in? How does that signify that he's sweet on her? Wouldn't that mean that he doesn't like her? I know I run from the room when Umbridge is around."

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berkelisms
2008-02-09 07:27 am UTC (link)

"Okay, she got ten, and she's on the quidditch team--Ravenclaw's gonna take it---oh, oh you know."

Berk skidded to a halt, making sure to move out of Mycroft's way before plopping down onto a bench; they looked as if they were in deep discussion, no one would bother the Doge brothers while in deep discussion. Of course it was usually about what toppings to get on their pizza but no one else needed to know that.

"We should send him a quidditch handbook, so he could at least look like he's making an---he ran out because she made him feel funny," Berk's tangent was immediately interrupted by Mycroft's question, and he responded with his eyebrows high, "Can you believe that? The dope got a stonker and he runs out of the room instead of doing something about it."

See, secrets didn't last long in this family.

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mycroftic
2008-02-09 07:36 am UTC (link)

Mycroft sat down next to his brother, scratching his temple and trying to digest what his brother was saying. "Wait, so, she... he did... and ..." Mycroft looked up at Berk, a little alarmed.

"Do you think he thinks he's gay?" he asked suddenly, shifting a bit so he faced Berk a little more. "I mean, clearly he's not if she's giving him horn, but maybe he ran out because he's you know, confused. Why else would he run out? I mean a," Mycroft made a rude gesture with his hands, "girl touching you and you run out? He's seventeen and never had a girlfriend. You know how Ravenclaws are. Those Greek historians were a little liberal with the poufery, if you know what I mean."

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