Breaking the Ice - Flat 102

[Brax Morgan]

Brax Morgan, new guy in town. Not his choice but here for work. Hands tucked into his pockets, Brax decides it’s time to meet the locals and explore his surroundings. He was here on business, invited over by Head Auror Neville himself to help with the missing person’s case hitting the country. And yet to meet his new partner Brax though a casual visit would be in order prior to their first working day tomorrow. He was very keen to meet the man and get an early go on the case.

With a single piece of ripped parchment in his hand with a scribbles address Brax made his way to Follett Towers. He frown down at his messy hand writing. He never liked his own writing and this was why, he could never read it back. Scanning the numbers on the doors Brax made his way to number 102. With a strong fist he knocks twice upon the door and steps back. He’s wearing a casual red and black checked shirt with long pants and closed shoes. He thought a casual approach would be the best for first impressions before they got serious tomorrow. Brax was never one for ‘breaking the ice’ but he’d much prefer to do it casually then in the office.

[Kelly Evans]

Kelly was vomiting. Again. She was just about ready to hex out her own stomach, every morning about the same time she had to jump out of bed/the shower/her boyfriend's arms to run to the bathroom and throw up everything that she may or may not have eaten already. It was getting tiring, but most of all she was sick of lying about food poisoning, or the stomach flu. Appendicitis was going to be the next one and she was going to check herself into the hospital. The witch knew in the back of her mind that it would just be easier to tell the truth, but after the other night Kelly knew Jacques just wasn't ready to know yet. Tick tock, tick tock.

So when a loud knock sounded on her front door, Kelly groaned again, her hair pulled away from her face in a messy bun to avoid the unpleasantness. She waited a moment, taking deep breaths, making sure she was done before she stood up, then got up off the bathroom floor, rinsed her mouth out, and padded out to the front room on bare feet. Luckily enough for whoever was knocking on the door she was already dressed in black shorts and a very old, very faded Gryffindor t-shirt, with a hole at one shoulder. Her hair was in a sorry state but at least she didn't look particularly sick.

Expecting Kat, Kelly frowned a little as she swung open the door and came face to chest with a tall man she'd never seen before. She tilted her head to look him in the eyes and raised her eyebrows. Please don't be selling sneakoscopes or something, Kelly prayed, though her prayers to the gods hadn't really been answered a great deal lately anyway. "Can I help you?" she said quickly, figuring it was a bit odd to just stand there and stare.

[Brax Morgan]

Expecting anything but a woman still dressed in her sleep ware, Brax found himself slightly speechless. "Er, hi." He responded in a deep low voice. He was slightly taken aback by the 'just woke up' look from the woman. Was this Buckett's wife? If this was not the look for a respected Auror wife. Brax would not be pleased to have his wife, when he got one, to present herself so.. roughly when answering the door to an expected guest.

Trying not to be one to judge he resisted the urge to raise his eye brows and continued to introduce himself. "My name is Morgan, Brax Morgan I'm an Auror," and held up his old silver badge, "And I was after your husband," Brax said as professionally as he could. "He should be expecting me,"
Brax looked carefully at the woman, on top of her scruffy appearance she didn't look too good either, "Sorry, none of my business but are you ok? Is this a bad time?"

[Kelly Evans]

Kelly gaped at the man, her eyes moving from the Auror badge to his face, which was set in careful lines as he gazed down at her. She frowned more as his eyes travelled up and down her body and she folded her arms across her chest, cocked her head to one side. Kelly didn't really appreciate strange men knocking on her front door and then silently judging her choice in clothing. More so than normal. Even so, she tugged her t-shirt further down her abdomen self-consciously, very aware at that moment that a line of her flat stomach was on display.

She peered at the pocket that Brax replaced his badge into and raised an eyebrow. "I know a lot of the Aurors within the Ministry, Mr. Morgan and I can't say I've ever seen you before," she commented a little coldly. At the man's next comment, Kelly almost laughed aloud. Unless she'd gone through an important change overnight and forgotten about it, this Brax Morgan was not here to see her.

"My husband? Sir, I think you have the wrong apartment," she said, a little lighter than before. She frowned again at his question. "I'm just fine, Mr. Morgan. Although I can't say that it's any of your business."

[Brax Morgan]

He was impressed how closely she watched him. She wasn't stupid after all and in fact quite careful before letting him into her apartment. Good girl


"No you wont have seen me before," Brax replied and relaxing his constable attitude, "I'm new in town, been brought down to help with a case. I was actually hoping to meet my new partner, Auror Buckett," taking the scrunched piece of parchment out of his pocket and looking at the scribble. "This isn't his place?" he asked feeling a tab embarrassed.


"Sorry, you're right. None of my business. You'll have to excuse me, I did a stint with a medical unit few years back and I guess the training never wore off. You look a little green Mssss ?" he paused with a question hoping she might introduce herself to him.

[Kelly Evans]

Ah, new guy, she thought to herself. It all makes sense now. This time Kelly did laugh aloud. What is with all these men knocking on her front door assuming that she was Kat? "Uh, no. You're looking for 104, this is 102," she said, pointing at the brass numbers on the front door.

"Don't be embarrassed, you're not the first person who has mistaken me for Kat Buckett," she went on. Kelly couldn't help but still feel a flare of anger at the thought of Straw, even though she knew how ridiculous their fight had been.

Kelly's cheeks flushed slightly and she shook her head again. "Some kind of stomach flu," she said for wont of a better reply. "Sorry, I'm Kelly," she went on, glad to move past the discussion of the green tinge in her cheeks. She held out a hand, a smile on her face. "Kelly Evans. Not Kat Buckett, which is whom you assumed I was, I'm guessing," she added.

Kelly glanced over her shoulder at the empty apartment and then back at the man before her. She opened the door a little wider and raised an eyebrow. "Did you want to come in? It's not easy being the new guy, I can imagine."

[Brax Morgan]

"Yeah, you're right," he smiled making a mental note to write a little neater next time. Brax turned to look look at the number on the doors. "Well close but not close enough hey?," his attitude clearly more relaxed now that he didn't need to be so professional.

"Nice to meet you Kelly, let me try this again, I'm Brax" and he held out his hand to shake hers. "Do you and Mrs Buckett related?" he went on, "I only guess because you said you two get mixed up all the time" he added quickly so this question made sense. He hoped this would compliment the lady.

At the invite to come in Brax was taken back, this was more of a friendlier place than he anticipated. "Um sure, I've got some time" in fact Brax had been early and could spare a couple of minutes. "So if you're not related to the Buckett's you're close friends? How do you know St... Straw was is?"