Zahir

Occult Regulation Office: A Mature Wizarding World Anthology

When the suspense of waiting for Isa to get the case moving is just driving you crazy.

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Listening to the female and what case she was assigned to. Nickie was on a totally different case then Tariq he nodded his head in politeness as she spoke. "Ah" He paused his words as he seemed to be thinking. "Have fun with your case." He muttered and snickered a little. Before turning away and leaving the female.

As Tariq noticed his team leaving, he instantly got out of the house the fastest he could and waited. He only could hear apart of Emory's little speech before they went out. But, in reality he didn't want to hear those words. 'Die well...' the first time Emory said that it brought back flashes of the past and every since then he would just rush out of the house or stand there have present in the mind. He stopped caring on what speeches were said when he was going out.

Tariq then followed Isa into the country side as he listened to what she had to say on the mission. "The Candy Lady as the locals calls her supposedly leaves candy for children and a note asking them to come play. Children who agree to this go missing and later are found with their teeth pulled out and their eyes gorged out with a fork... And candy in their pockets. Only thing is that this Candy lady is said to be at least a hundred years old. So, you can see why we were asked to look into it. The basis of the mission is to find the Candy Lady and stop her from committing any more murders... Questions?" hearing the questioning of Isa. Tariq nodded his head and cleared his throat. "Yes." He spoke out loudly from a distance he was already not with the team in seconds he was at least five feet away from everyone at the moment. "Has there been any attacks on teenagers or adults? or is it just children?" He rubbed his neck as he glared at Isa. "As well...if there have been, aggression told the older. What have the turn outs been like?" He questions the pale female again. He seemed to have a very expressionless expression towards her as he just stared right at her. Tariq was always off seeming with Emory and Isa...though he seemed to be able to talk to Isa and not run out of the room like he did with Emory. He stood there as he looked round the place checking everything out.

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Showing agreement to the female while he harked to the words of an accepting apology. He swiftly beamed a smile and kept his eyes on her as she spoke out other words. Seeing slight sadness on the female's face, he tilted his head confused seeing the fedora come towards him then right back onto her head. Tariq shook his head and looked at her. Then she rambled on about Irish immigrants, New York and being rude of some sort. He rolled his eyes as he stepped away from the female as she did him.

Seeing the lights flicker then hearing Emory's voice bellow through the walls of the building. Though he ignored it as the female spoke moments after. "I'll keep the hat safe for ya, then I'll give it back after our cases." He heard the female state as he looked over his shoulder at her. He looked at her hand and turned his body. Tariq didn't know what gesture she was doing. Why was she holding her hand out? For what reason? His brows furrowed as he looked at her hand. In a way of not understanding what she wanted from him. "I told you...you could have it." He finally said something. His voice had a stir of confusion as he kept talking gently to the female.

Sighing and looking around he looked back at the female as he stood there straight up now. "Mhm...we only have a couple of minutes to go." he commented then looked now making eye contact with the female. He chuckled a bit placing his one hand on his chin. The thumb of his left hand pressed up against the beginning of his jawline by his chin with the hand curled around and his knuckle rubbing up against the other part of his jawline. "I don't recall...But what case are you on again?" He questioned the lass as he enables his hand drop to his side. Tariq then walked around the female and looked down and up on her. He seemed to be trying to pay attention to her.Once he got to where her body was facing he, stopped and glared at her. Though it seemed to just be the normal way he looked at people.

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Tariq got to his room and shut the door. De-clothing himself the scars on his body revealed as all the material fell to the floor. He went over to the wardrobe and looked inside of it. I'm dealing with blood...blood what would be good to wear in this case? His mind wandered and kept picking and choosing out of all the clothing he had in his wardrobe. He smirked as he saw the black...black as night wear he has of leather and cloth. He grabbed the clothing and laid it out on the bed. Tariq loved this outfit but never really was able to wear it much. This gave him an excuse to wear it now. Leather and blood...it would easily clean off leather especially if it dyed into black leather wouldn't be much noticing.

After getting dressed. Black jeans sat on his lower body perfectly with the same braided belt he was wearing earlier. Which was his favourite belt it always seemed like. A dark grey v-neck t-shirt that had a black vest go over it. The vest had a hoodie, and the bottom of the best dropped down to Tariq's mid thigh area as he stood there. Strapping on the fingerless leather clothes that wrapped around to the mid area of his forearm. He then through the hoodie over his head and it hid him perfectly. He grabbed the wand and put the holster onto his belt securing the wand before looking in the mirror. He smiled at himself. "Beautiful." Tariq raised his arms in a praising way and turned round looking at himself. "Mhm... I want to wear that necklace with this..." He commented grabbing a necklace that looked of a female's not a female's at all. Delicate...fragile looking. Beautiful with a lavender coloured stone. Putting it round his neck, he then let the necklace lie against him.

Getting out of his room and strapping the vest down were it straps on the lower torso. They strap worked as belt buckles tying down and tightening. He then walked down the stairs quickly as he had a smirk along his expression now. As well for the leather boots he was walking in went half way up to his knee with the pants tucked into them. Boots laced all the way up and tied tightly against his legs.

Entering the map room he looked around and still the female who stole his hat Nickie seemed bored and there was more individuals in the room now. He stayed to the wall and went to the corner he was in before as he stood there watching the others. Tariq scanned round the room as he stood there now ready for the missions to start. He really wanted to catch this Candy Lady.

Tariq looked around and he breathed in deeply as he felt like he should talk to the others before going onto the mission. He got along side the others and stood there for a few moments being quiet. Though really no one was in there still. Tariq approached Nickie as he looked at her and sighed. "I'm sorry for being so...distant with you." he said to apologise. Trying his best to be nice while he looked at her. He did feel slightly bad for being so off towards her. He looked around seeming slightly awkward and tense as he talked. "I just...I'm not use to the way you are.." He paused and breathed in through his teeth. "I don't mean...I meant. I'm trying to say." He gets talking and not stuttering as much now. "I'm not use to that type of playfulness. Sorry, if I came off rude towards you." Tariq apologized once again as he stood there a bit awkward and letting his eyes dart round the place.
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@Sailorsadie Good. Lol

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@Sailorsadie do it.

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@Lauder

Well...he wasn't plannin' on havin' any fun lol.
I'm glad you like him.

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"Nah, I think I like it more. I think it fits my style, dontcha think?" replied as she giggled. Taking a few steps towards the girl he lifted his finger and opened his mouth to say something. Though it seemed he was holding something back as a closed twisted smile came to his lips. "You..." He hissed. "Nickie...you can keep it." He commented as he backed away from her and his expression went expressionless. He was tense now anyone could tell he was. His body shook a little from his muscles becoming so tense. If the girl wanted the hat that badly he could just go buy a new matching one for the outfit. He'll just put on something else. Especially he didn't need to dress so nice for this case. Sounded like he was going to get blood on him any ways. He didn't want to wear white any more.
Stripping off his blue coat right there he started folding it as he glared at the female. He then turned on his heel shifting his body a little as he then walked away. Mumbling "Why...why is she like that?"he hissed as he muttered his words. His coat was folded by the time he hit the doorway leaving the room. He wasn't going to give the female attention he knew that was what she wanted for she was acting like this. By the time he hit the stairs, he was pulling his dress shirt from how it was tucked into his dress pants held under the braided belt.
@Lauder

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@BrutalBx Emeroy: I have very intelligent, professional people working beside me.

Tariq and @Lauder Niki and everyone else.
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(Video contains swear words but...it's funny)

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Giving a dirty look at the young lady talking on the mobile. He exhaled out in a minor annoyance as she rambled on concerning something he wasn't attending to at all. Especially her taste in music. He zoned himself out as he closed his eyes and felt at ease up against the wall. He didn't appear interest in anything that was occurring round him at the instant.
It then fell silent. . .
Opening his eyes slightly he at that time heard the expressions "Wingardium Leviosa!" out of the female's mouth, they sprung at him and his hat lifted up. He watched it as it floated towards her and he just groaned a little. Watching it as it was on somebody else's head.Possible OCD? Mhm....maybe. He has never really checked it out to much. Though in quality he most likely has some form of it. His heart started to race slightly as he seemed to get a bit annoyed at her actions. His breathing now shaky. He stood there up straight now and walked towards her. His hand extended in one motion. "Give me my hat back. Please. . ." He asked in the most politely demanding way he could. His voice was gentle and smooth as he spoke though hints of upset irritation was lingering in the tone. His eyes set right onto hers as he kept eye contact. His eyes just seemed very serious as they kept staring directly at her. Staying in that position he was waiting for an answer or her to just give the hat right back. Either one whichever came first.