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Felix stood stoically whilst the briefing took place. An understandably emotional teen, he had quickly come to mask his emotions in life but especially on a mission. Flickers of emotion could distract team mates out of curiosity or concern, provide leverage for a tricky spirit or a split second of indecision. Or in the worst-case scenario: all three. Haiti.

He carefully placed the items Athos had handed him into his shoulder bag as he listened the briefing and subsequent Q & A. Whilst others focused on the scenery or the details of the case Felix watched the assorted wizards and witches as the exchange took place. It was, after all, his primary objective to keep them all alive. 

He could see Arthur’s mind whirring through his encyclopaedic knowledge of the arcane to identify any possible leads, whilst Sebastian looked quite overwhelmed and a tad peaky… The doctor’s eyebrows furrowed in concern, catching Arthur’s eye and nodding his head slightly toward the new recruit. 

 Natalie was as pragmatic as usual with the focus on the task at hand, before her ever cheerful attempts to rouse a smile from Kieran. He smiled at his old partners, Natalie and he had been mentors to Kieran on arrival. But now he, and Tariq, had a new charge, Athos. Tariq… There was something about him and Emory that Felix suspected was an interesting history. Emory had classed him as one of the ‘Pink Elephant’ crew but the Slytherin’s actions had never suggested any inclination. It may just be him and Athos that have warranted the team name. He had approved of the magizoologists’ question, a variety of tools, spells or creatures could have left similar markings and he could see the want to prove useful, his own mind wondering in parallel if any magical creatures he knew had a penchant for eyeballs and sweets… Nada. So he took stock of the situation.

So they were in the arse end of nowhere about to take on a infanticidal mass murderer who uses her cutlery to exchange organs of sight for boiled sweets. Sometimes he was amazed at how fucked up the world was.

[color=a187be]" Shall we split up to cover more ground?"[/color]

Felix inwardly groaned. Had no one in ORO ever seen the muggle programme Scooby Doo or any horror movie. Yet he had to concede to Isa that a motely crew of 8 strangers not completely au faire with the muggle world (not counting for the outward appearance of Isa and Sebastian) in a Texan backwater would draw a tad too much attention. 

[color=004b80]"Hello you two." [/color]Felix returned the Russian’s smile as he raised his hand to shield his eyes from the high sun. [color=004b80]"What do you think about this case?"[/color]


[color=coral]“Honestly Tariq” [/color] he replied, [color=coral]“I think it’s fucked up.” [/color]He was always honest with his team mates. [color=coral]“But then again we’ve seen worse than this and gotten through it.” [/color]He shrugged and then motioned for Athos to come closer with an awkward smile. 

[color=coral]“So what’s our story?” [/color]he asked, he’d always loved coming up with backstories on the fly. One of the only perks of the job he thought. [color=coral] “Three old college friends on a road trip would work quite well.” [/color]Quickly adding, [color=coral] “and the car broke down so we walked into town for some help.” [/color]That should provide them with a decent amount of time and excuses to visit the only important buildings in a small place like this. Whatever passed for a major’s office/town hall. The diner. The garage. And the motel. He just wanted to find this ‘creature’ and go home. He had no time for child killers.