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Erik gave a polite nod as the Gravelord left, knowing that it was now time to start putting a plan into action. Even though the Southern Gravelord Finch would not be arriving for another few days or so, he needed to start preparations now. He looked to Anastasia, giving a small smile as he walked out of the meeting room, down to see Miss Tyme. "Come along, if you please, Miss Umbridge. If you are to be leaving with me tonight, I would suggest you gather your things quickly. The woods are not a nice place for walkers by night. That, and we must begin preparations for Miss Finch immediately." The words Erik spoke were not exactly commanding, sounding more like an suggestion, but there was a smug tone that he allowed her to hear so that she knew that he knew that she was forced into this, no matter what he said.

Oh, what fun this would be...

Not looking back to see if she followed, he stopped by the Office, where Miss Tyme was. "Miss Tyme," he said with a slight bow. "Has the Gravelord told you the trade for tonight for the records?"