New identification? Checkpoints? That didn’t sound remotely normal for a free government not under threat. Low alarm bells started to ring in the back of her head at the change but kept her face professionally neutral. She took the folder that Zach slid in her direction, flipping through the paperwork quietly. Leafing through the folder, Peregrine’s fingers lingered over the identification that held her photo from her submissions but also brightly proclaimed what had been labelled as Bloodline and had her labelled as a “halfblood” but also foreign. Red coated her vision briefly in rage and she snapped the folder close quickly. Quicker than she intended to continue to play it cool and Perri forced herself to take a small breath. The far back part of her brain was screaming, demanding to know what kind of high-level of Nazi bullshit this was. Another portion wanted to lurch up (despite the fact that her hip would collapse under the movement) and punch Zach right in the nose at the offensive implications to the paperwork. Instead she let the slow breath out and lifted her eyes with the same smile as the wizard continued to speak.
Her brain slowly caught up with his question. Lunch in the muggle world after handing her blood identifying documents that made it seem like that was not okay? Okay, well that was a little weird. A strange dissonance took over her thoughts for a moment as she considered it. Her lips pursed briefly but she nodded and even managed a smile. ”I have no problem going somewhere for lunch. Sounds perfect as long as you’re okay going a little slower for me,” she said softly, ”Unfortunately, I’m having a bad day.” She stood slowly, collecting her cane to lean on.
Statistics: Posted by Peregrine Jacobs — Fri Mar 30, 2018 8:55 am