Visitation

Maybe he retired from the auror department a bit early. The wizarding community was thrown into an uproar lately and he had to admit the idle days waiting for the Hogwarts term to start stretched out monotonously in front of him. Order work popped up here and there, thanks to bold Death Eaters and their apparent dark allies. For the time not spent, Aje did something totally against his own character. He decided to be social. Normally he was fine tucked in a quiet corner by himself, observing others. He was the strong silent type, a bit standoffish, with few very close ties. It wasn't that he didn't like people, he was just a little shy and awkward, coupled with being self conscious over his thick Nigerian accent and shaky grasp on the British vernacular. Their sayings often confused him.

One such foray into forging friendly bonds and crawling out of his nice, safe shell was visiting Meg Ashland, the young woman from The London Eye attack. He liked her spirit, sassy and charming. He owed her a visit anyway, to check in on her arm. He was still less than thrilled by an apparent Medi-Wizard's ability to fix said arm, it seemed like it should have been a simple fix to him, but what did he know? Aje was good at blowing things up, not putting them together. He sat curled into himself on the couch, painfully aware of how much space his large frame took up and making a real effort to make himself smaller as to not to be rude and occupy more than his fair share. It was a nice, easy visit. The blonde made him laugh and even managed to coax out a full, unrestrained smile. A true feat, it wasn't often that Aje let his walls down enough to grin like a school boy.

Their visit was interrupted by the arrival of that same Medi-Wizard from The London Eye, the man labeled inadequate in his book. Theo Ashland, if he remembered the name. Easy to intimidate. The Medi-Wizard was equally as thrilled to see him, curling up his fists at his side and questioning him in a rude manner. It sent Aje to his feet, viewing the question as a challenge. He stood at his full towering height, tension practically crackling between the two giants. Aje's intimidation factor was only enhanced by how quiet and graceful he moved, one expected giants to be bumbling around, crashing into objects and stomping around. Not him, he was quiet and quick on his feet. Sweet Meg was there to sooth out the fight before it began, scolding her brother and explaining his purpose. Lips pulled into a smug look as he returned to his seat, crossing his arms over his chest, feeling very satisfied at the turn of events.

That smug look was promptly washed away as Meg took her leave, his mouth dropping open. He was halfway back to his feet stammering out a "No, no, I will leave, we can visit again later." But Meg didn't seem to hear him, spinning on her heel and disappearing with a pop. "Damn." he cursed under his breath, resettling in the chair. It would be rude to be gone when she was back, and Aje was nothing if not polite, if he wasn't rising to a challenge or intimidating equally tall men. The man chose not to sit, instead leaning against a couch, probably a way to feel taller than he was. He spoke and it confused Aje, eyebrows knitting together. "A babysitter? I do not understand." Or maybe he did, but it would be far more satisfying to irritate his forced host by claiming he did not. Aje eyed the man for a moment before declaring. "You should sit, or I will stand." he didn't like feeling smaller than him.