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Slipping off his back the girl plopped down to the floor, brushing herself off with her hands before she stood up straight again, saddened eyes looking up towards her brother. She felt awful. After all she had been the one to say they should go get the passports... Yet who could have known it would be this much of a hassle... It was all her fault. Staring down at the floor with a frown on her lips she held her arms with the other, rubbing it, when suddenly she felt it get grabbed. Letting out a short gasp of air she looked up to see Lucius threaten the man in front of them, making him scramble to the back with a frightened look upon his features. Oh no. It looks like he had finally snapped. It was what she was afraid of. When he was like this nothing could stop him. And in fact, unable to indeed stop him, she found herself getting carried along the rest of the way, feet moving rapidly to keep up with his large steps. "W-Wait! Lulu! Stop!" She cried at his tight grasp crushing her arm, breathing heavily from their fast pace. Seeing all the angry and frightened faces pass by made her feel guilty. They weren't suppose to do this. They were supposed to stay in line like the rest of them. It was only fair to the other people who had waited just as long as them. Astrid sighed, figuring she couldn't stop him anyway. All she could do was look at the people in line, and offer small apologies under head breath as they passed by.
Finally stopping at the front the mage jumped as her brother slammed down his first upon the counter, scaring the lady behind the desk enough to make her yelp with fright. Shaking gaze looking towards Lucius, and then to her, Astrid sent an apologetic look her way, unable to do anything else at the current time. Though still scared and whimpering the lady nodded, letting out rumbled and curses of why she kept this damn job anyway. Getting up from her desk she walked towards the door next to them, opening it for them and waving her hand for them to go inside.
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A flash of a camera, an interview, and fifteen minutes later the two walked out with their own passports, their faces plastered on either one of them. She sighed, holding the piece of plastic to her chest as they walked along the stone path. She had it. Finally. But really, was it worth all that frustration and the scene they ended up causing? She felt as thought she really didn't deserve this... After a moment of closing her eyes she looked up to her brother who was walking in front of her, seeing to have calmed down now that he was out of that place, back to his normal self. Eyes rolling her shoulder drooped, fiddling with her passport between her fingers. He was the reason she was going to be arrested someday... She knew it.
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