Post by renard walt goyle on Apr 29, 2018 12:49:07 GMT -7
The trick with this one was knowing when to speak and when to shut himself up before he gave her more ammunition. Ondina consisted of all of the most useful Slytherin qualities, and had a sharp wit to boot. He knew his attacks bounced off of her with little to no effect, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t getting a kick out of slinging whatever he could her way. There weren’t too many chances to do that whilst at work, eyes always watching and ears always keying in on the tiniest of whispers. Some would call that paranoia; Renard considered it a part of the job. Everyone here was out to get the job above them, and those that became content and complacent were failures in the system. He grinned as she said she wasn’t here to make it easy for him. Of course she wasn’t. That wasn’t her way. “Who said I wanted you to make it easy? Submissiveness is boring. A sign of weakness, you know. There’s nothing entertaining about that,” Renard chuckled a little. “So don’t disappoint me, ‘kay?” That was surely going to make her blood pressure rise. Even hinting at that possibility had already gotten a reaction out of her, so why stop now?
Renard’s grin refused to be erased at Ondina’s clear contempt in his attempt to usher her out of the bathroom with threats. Him, lucky? She was lucky that one of the more vile individuals that roamed the halls of the Ministry hadn’t walked in on her. If she believed for a second that he was the worst thing to come through that door and bear witness to whatever it was she was doing in here, then she needed to venture more into the deeper depths of the facility. Aside from the despicable figures that roamed those areas, any number of the half-breed or non-human filth could do the same. They weren’t classified as humans for a reason. “I’ll do you a favor,” he said, shoving his wand back into his pocket and stepping around her. “Now you don’t have to waste precious air asking me to move,” Renard added, contemptuously. “Have an excellent rest of your day, Miss Weasley.” Heading towards one of the stalls, he kicked the door open as he removed his suit jacket. He still needed to air dry everything before returning to his desk, which was possible now that the insignificant little hiccup in his plan was out of the way.[Renard End]