Setting
Years ago fire ravaged this building, nearly burning it to the ground. All that was left was a burnt out husk and as many questions surrounding the fire as mysteriously as it had started. If rumor were to be believed, it was started in the archives that held numerous occult and magical items, and due to poorly designed fire suppression systems was able to spread throughout the old building.
In the time since its fall, the landscaping has taken over, the pavement nearby cracked and flaking away in chunks.
The organization and it's agents that once called the building home having fallen into an equal amount of disrepair; tied up in bureaucratic stubbornness and political red tape.
However, now there is talk of repairing and setting things to right once again.
Humans were weird. Everyone should just be an amphibian like her. The work made much more sense that way.
What few rocks and larger hunks of concrete that managed to make their way through one of the upper story windows, resulted in much of the same fiery death as the others. Minor explosions and showers of sparks cascading down towards the street, nothing terribly harmful, and more than likely annoying. However, eventually these explosions stopped and something else shuddered inside the building.
MCU had always been creative when it came to warding properties, and objects. They had somehow managed to devise a way of giving them a rudimentary sentience, that at least allowed them to recognize an attack; even one as small, and inconsequential as hurling rocks at windows was. But, eventually Gwathel received what she had been asking for by provoking the wards on the old building.
The building shuddered with a deep groan as the wards sluggishly came to life after having slept for so long, as varying pieces of brick, and mortar rained down. Eventually after a time the building began to shed larger and larger hunks of material, taking aim at Gwathel and her spiders.
With June, while they played politics occasionally, he could often let his actual feeling show. That included his opinion on certain foolish elements of the council.
Oh the sidewalk, a girl walked by, backpack on her back, and oddly, a small gymbag at her side. The girl stopped, as she often did, to watch the construction. It happened a lot here, she knew, but that didn't make it any less interesting, not to Nadya. She brightened as she recognized the aura on the site though, and moved closer to her, though she remained on the proper side fo the fence. "Miss June!" She called out, pleased to see the other. "Hello!"
Seeing the small girl, June's grin widened. It looked like she had survived her first month with Laura and was doing well. "Nadya! Hello!" She replied as she walked towards the girl.
Nadya beamed. "Are you helping with the construction! Oh! This is the old MCU building, right? Is this going to be a new MCU building? Are you here to, um, ward it?" She asked, searching for the correct term. She was pretty sure that was what was meant by it. The girl shifted the bag to her other shoulder and then swallowed. "I'm pretty settled in now by the way. Laura is alright. She even let me restart my paper route!" Though Laura didn't know that Nadya had the Gambit's Bar route. The girl gave a beaming smile to Kasimir. "Hi! I'm Nadya by the way. You're Miss June's friend right? It's nice to meet you, sir!"
"And by the looks of it, Laura is letting you do other extracurricular activities," June added seeing the bag that Nadya held.
She didn't address the note of Laura letting her do anything, deflecting skillfully. "Mmhm! I have my old paper route back and everything. Sales are way down, but that's fine. By the time the paper becomes digital only, I should be old enough for a real job." Though maybe she could babysit sometimes. It might be the same amount of money, but much less work, over all. "This is my dance bag. I take ballet classes twice a week." And practiced in secret the rest of the time. Curious, she watched Kasimir from the corner of her eye, even though she looked to June as she spoke to her. "Do wards and things take long?"
"But the wards are a good question for Kasimir here, not me. I don't much understand that sort of thing." She said shaking her head. "All I know is it depends on so many things it's insane." June knew a bit here or there but, really didn't care to learn much outside of what they were. Jobs that needed wards could be pawned off on other Councilors in exchange for cases they didn't want or have time to take. It could sometimes be a profitable thing, but really it mostly just ensured she kept her eye on what was going on with Alexander's family; and why was a different story altogether.
"However.. ballet is an excellent thing for a young lady. It teaches you quite a bit." June said steering the conversation away from the issue of the wards.
The teen had signed up for it strictly for the sword fighting lure, but had found herself enjoying the ballet. "Besides, learning ballet is kind of like honoring my heritage, at least according to the teacher. I think she may be full of it on that part." She was russian, not french.
Kasimir rolled his eyes at June. "She is a child. Children are still learning." He said simply. He was always kind to children, and usually kind to women. His co-workers hardly counted, at least in his eyes. The man smiled to June, though it wasn't a kind one. "And the wards won't take too long. There will be lot of set up, but the magic itself is over fast." He assured Nadya. "And it's not very flashy, so there's not much to watch. I'm more curious about the addition of swords to your dance class."
Turning to Kasimir she glared, "Oh blow it out your arse, you over grown mosquito." This was a relatively normal day between the two, a few squabbles and insults here or there, but the work was done eventually. "You should consider yourself lucky I don't just dump everything with the urban affairs school on your desk. I know how much you love dealing with Summers."
Kasimir's lips twitched and he smiled. "Be sure to tell Miss Catherine also. I'm sure she'll be curious. You're practically her grandchild, after all. And don't worry. June and I play fight a lot." He eyed her, unimpressed and then shook his head. "And you wouldn't dare. Summers and I get along like cats and dogs." He said simply. "For the peace of the council, don't make me work with him any more than I must." He didn't mind the children. He minded Summers.
But then Kasimir had to go and say the grandmother word and June just looked at him in abject horror. "That was the worst idea..."
Nadya blinked. "I have a great great aunt? I think I met her once...are you sure she's old enough for that? She didn't look it." Then again, she guessed magic was involved somehow. Nadya shrugged. "I'll invite her too then. And you can come too sir!" He cheeks were pink as she invited him. "You too Miss June. I wouldn't have met anybody if it weren't for you, after all."
"As for Dumitrescu's husband... he means well, and yes he's like a puppy, a rabid one."
Nadya watched him go, then smiled to June. "He's really nice." She bounced in place. "Miss Catherine doesn't really want to be called my relative though, does she?" She smiled, knowing better than to expect it. "Laura doesn't really want to either. I don't think that she knows what to do with me." That was the truth. She had a feeling she confused Laura greatly. "Don't get me wrong, I'm super grateful for the bed and food, and clothes and everything. But...I don't think I'm much wanted." And that was okay. The other didn't need to want her.
"Nice? More like he's found something he wants... and I'm just not sure what it is yet." June remarked eyeing Kasimir with mild disdain. "But listen, Nadya, the relationships among that group are complicated. Even I don't understand them sometimes, but you'll be okay. It takes some adjustment is all, and Laura isn't really used to anyone but herself; she lives a pretty quiet life. As for Catherine... she's complicated, and it's not something you need to worry about."
It was probably the right thing to do. Nadya would think on it. The teen shrugged. "We're still adjusting, I think, to each other." She didn't know, not for sure, but it was pretty weird, as far as she was concerned. Laura cared a lot about her shop and did her herbal magic stuff. Periodically, Nadya got a book to read about her own magic stuff, but no tutor, not yet.
The wards had been placed one over the other, over time, leading to quite the chaotic layered system. It would be difficult to disentangle one without triggering another. "Don't forget to tell Laura about the class!" She said over her shoulder as she waded back into the fray of the construction site to go supervise Kasimir.