Further adventures in Croaker/Stokes meta. Also a GIP, not that Flints have anything to do with it.

duchessdollydot: Clearly, I'm not meant to work with Croaker.
malecrit: *g*
kaesa: Croaker: I don't think anyone's meant to work with me, really.
kaesa: Croaker: Even I hate working with me.
midhenaer: Stokes: I don't like working with you too well either.
kaesa: Croaker: STOKES GET BACK TO WORK!
midhenaer: Stokes: ::uses his time turner to go back in time and tell his ickle self to not work in the DoM::
midhenaer: Ickle!Stokes: o_O Um. I have exams to take
midhenaer: Stokes: NO DON'T TAKE THE EXAMS
kaesa: Chava: What are you hanging around talking to that strange man for? Mum says I shouldn't talk to strangers. And we'll be late for exams!
midhenaer: Stokes: YOU'LL WORK IN A DEPARTMENT WITH A MADMAN WHO THREATENS TO NOT SIGN YOUR PAYCHECK
midhenaer: Ickle!Stokes: ... ::hides behind Chava:: ::whispers:: Hit him.
kaesa: Croaker: STOKES! YOU ARE BREAKING THE SPACE-TIME CONTINUUM! GET BACK HERE!
kaesa: Chava: ::kicks Stokes in the shins::
kaesa: Chava: GO AWAY OR I'LL HIT YOU LOTS! GO AWAY STRANGE KIDNAPPER MAN!
midhenaer: Ickle!Stokes: YEAH.
kaesa: Chava: GO AWAY OR I'LL CALL MY MUM! RARR!
midhenaer: Stokes: OW. ::limps away:: ::to Croaker:: They kick.
kaesa: Croaker: ...what?
malecrit: Wouldn't Stokes have known he was going to get kicked? I mean, if he remembered himself going back in time and talking to himself....
midhenaer: Stokes: CHAVA GOLDSTEIN. SHE KICKED ME.
kaesa: Croaker: ..who? The Auror?
kaesa: Croaker: You know you shouldn't bait them, they always get you back later.
midhenaer: Stokes: YES. Her. But she was little. I was little. And I hid behind her.
midhenaer: Stokes: Ha. I've been one up on her... forever.
kaesa: Croaker: ::rolls eyes:: Lay off the Alucinaire, Stokes.
midhenaer: Stokes: I HAVE!
kaesa: Croaker: Not long enough, apparently.
midhenaer: Stokes: :-[ ::goes back to work::