Buying a friend (Jake/Goshawk)

“You mind? Just like I told ole Adelaide, I had a gal from magical maintenance fix the office real good. Can’t go nowhere but out,”. He’d ask pulling a cigar from his breast pocket and an old brass lighter. “I could tempt ya if interested?” He would say showing another. Regardless he would continue.

“Not much of a tale, but maybe I can spin a yarn that’ll make the whole thing more interestin.” Bo would say with a laugh. He would recount his last field assignment in Greece. Even handing Jake the scratchy written official report. The story would have enough facts and gusto behind it that no one could doubt that it had happened, though it was clear from Bo’s speech that he never caught less than a ten pound fish either. Alexio’s name mentioned many times through detailing the Greek aurora abilities, quick thinking, and his intuition.

“Anywho, I looked this horse in the mouth and then chompers are clean as pearls, and I want them decorating this stable. He’s interested in coming over, working with me. I ain’t allowed much, an that’s ok. I don’t need much to get a job done, but it’d be a whole lot less shovelin with someone like that next to me.” Bo would say leaning forward. Clearly expressing this was the core of the meeting. “Adelaide said I should talk to you. See if we can’t buy our boy up and bring him over here to work for us. I’d be mighty obliged for whatever you can do. An, it’s make the streets safer for the kiddos as well.” He’d finish the last sentence with a wink.

There was more than one reason he wanted Alexio over here, playing him close. No doubt he was talented, not a single part of all that was a lie or fabrication, but it was his political motives that made him a sure in.

“Well on that we may have to disagree.” Bo would say sitting up in his chair slightly. Chewing on the end of the cigar he removed it from his mouth and sat it in the ash tray. “Yea that kid got involved in a tussle, unfortunate to say the least, no one regrets more than me. She came out all right, And my Mark was taken too. The largest distributor of sniff snuff in Europe. Or maybe I should have called it a day when she sat down, let him go, free to sell to a fair few hundred more kids and even more adults before I caught him up again. Maybe couple of them died from use.” Bo would say staring at the auror.

He couldn’t help but wonder what kind of field work He did. How he was when the shit hit the fan, and unexpected situations came into the field. As he pondered this he sat back. “I ain’t fixin to hitch our post on this topic though. Agreed unfortunate circumstances.” Bo would say dropping the subject entirely. He felt it’d be best to stay on target, and getting sidelined by differin opinions would do neither any good.

“I want him here with me. He’d be transitionin from auror there to mine here.” Bo would say making sure he was being clear. “I’m allowed not much of a staff, and that’s alright, I don’t need usually, but this would the kind of asset you can’t just sit on yer hands fer.” In fact Bo’s department made up almost no one. A couple field agents, an interim, and one clerk for sending out pamphlets and education to the greater world. Having a half way decent second would improve the entire department. “I just need the support to get an asset.” He would mean back and replace the cigar. “Everybody wins, cept maybe Greece, but we gotta look out for ourselves to, his talents are wasted there.”

“I recon that’ll do it partner.” Bo would say leaning back in his chair. In truth, he wasn’t to keen on making anyone bedfellows outside maybe that cute little thing in HR, yet one needed what they needed, and a man did what a man had to do. “You won’t regret it, I don’t make a habit o askin fer to much, and if this wasn’t an opportunity like first place in a fair I wouldn’t be doin so now.” Reading Jakes body language and giving that he had asked what he really needed he hoped that this meant they were on the right track.

Unless Jake has any further questions or concerns Bo could sense the meeting coming to a natural conclusion. Standing he’d shake the man’s hand once again with a firm shake. “Don’t make yerself a stranger Jake. Works work, but come by the farm sometime and ye can blow off some steam. Real Kentucky bourbon, some nature, and maybe a couple bullets to get some relaxin.” He would offer up with a laugh. Gathering up some documents he’d vanish them away back to his home outside of London. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I got one more meetin today till I can dip my pole in the water.” With that he’d offer and walk with Jake out of the office magically locking it behind him, and make his way to HR.