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[anathema-witch.livejournal.com]

Time: July 6, 2000
Place: Er...front desk?
Status: Public - Completed
Summary: Anathema arrives at the manor.

Newt was here, she knew. Somewhere inside the huge building that sprawled in front of her, and it had been positively ages since she had last seen him.

Well, technically, that hadn't been her fault. She had won a trip in one of her New Aquarian magazine (she shouldn't have, since she was friends with people that worked on it) and had decided to go alone. She hadn't meant to have stayed in the rainforests of South America for quite so long, but there it was.

Now she was back and looking for work.

She had spotted the ad for this place and was impressed more by the look than anything else. Plus, there was a wide array of things she could do in such a huge building. She was sure she could get a job doing something.

And then of course there was Newt, who was undoubtedly inside. Hopefully. Well, he hadn't been at home when she had gotten back and he would have had to try and find a job of is own.

With a deep breath, she walked around the smoky ruins of what used to be a flying machine of some kind and into Tadfield Manor. She headed straight towards the front desk.

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[electrictadpole.livejournal.com]

Newt, having recovered from the Bathroom Incident That Did Not Happen, had been called on by Adam to fix a lightbulb in the lobby. In hindsight, his ladder-placement skills hadn't exactly been up to scratch - it seemed to be causing some sort of optical illusion, whereby people thoguht there was plenty of room between it and the desk, right up until they tripped over it. He'd just managed to get a firm grip on both the lightbulb and the screwdriver, when there was a resounding crash and he found himself without a ladder.

Said object was lying on the ground at the feet of a figure that would be familiar if Newt wasn't, at that moment, rather busy hanging from the ceiling by a lightbulb.

Why me? Why is it always me? He thought resignedly.

"Er. Help?"

[anathema-witch.livejournal.com]

Anathema stopped her walking any further to the desk when a ladder fell with a crash just at her feet. She stared at it for a few seconds before hearing a famialiar voice calling for help. Slowly she lifted her head to look at the ceiling and saw Newt clutching a lightbulb rather a bit more tightly than one should.

A sigh escaped her. Yes, Newt was exactly the same person she had left not too long ago for her trip. Without saying a word, she picked up the ladder, made sure that she gripped it very tightly, just in case, and placed it under Newt.

"You can come down now, I have the ladder under your feet."

[electrictadpole.livejournal.com]

"Oh, thanks," Newt said gratefully, stepping back onto the ladder and releasing the lightbulb carefully, "I really should- ...Ana?"

[anathema-witch.livejournal.com]

"Hello Newt." She was going to hug him as soon as his feet were off the ladder and on solid ground. Until then, she smiled up at him.

"So...do you think I would be able to find a job here?"

[electrictadpole.livejournal.com]

"Do you- I- you just- it's- rainforest- Ana!" Newt finally settled on, practically falling off the ladder and into her arms. "I thought- you weren't meant to come back until next week?"

[anathema-witch.livejournal.com]

"I came back early. I missed you."

He was in her arms now and off the ceiling and she hugged him closer to herself.

"I don't plan on going anywhere for a while yet though, so I am looking for work."

[electrictadpole.livejournal.com]

"Oh. Um. Good!" Newt said, relaxing into her embrace. He always felt marginally less clumsy when she was around. "I think they need a doctor, or something."

[anathema-witch.livejournal.com]

"A doctor?"

Well, she wasn't qualified for that, but with how many times Newt was in need of help or hurt, she had found the time on one of her trips away to qualify as a nurse.

"I could be a nurse if one is needed, but a doctor is a bit too high up for me. But that sounds good. WHo would I have to see for that?"

[electrictadpole.livejournal.com]

"Well, you know. I'm pretty sure they'll settle for what they can get, the amount of stuff that happens around here would scare off anyone but you." Newt grinned at her. "Adam's the bloke to see - you remember Adam," he added, as though he was reminding Anathema about John from the tennis club, two kids and breeds tropical fish.

[anathema-witch.livejournal.com]

"Adam...yes, yes I remember Adam." She hadn't for a while, but some things can only be repressed for so long before coming back. Yes, she did remember Adam.

"Alright, I will go see Adam then. Thanks Newt."

She hugged him tightly for a second before kissing him.

She wondered briefly if she would find Adam or if Adam would find her?

[electrictadpole.livejournal.com]

"Right. See you." Newt said, feeling a little dazed. Then a thought occurred to him. "By the way!" He called after her. "You remember the room we had last time you were back here, right? 311?"

[anathema-witch.livejournal.com]

She hadn't remembered, but thankfully Newt had good enough sense to remind her.

She smiled. "Sure. Room 311, got it." With that, she went on her way to try and find Adam.