Meelducan wrote:TO: Representative Dan Ziegler
FROM: Representative Donal Jonsson
Hello my friend,
I was wondering if you would be open to a chat about upcoming legislation and our legislative priorities.
I'll bring the wine!
Donal Jonsson
U.S. Representative of Maine's 1st Congressional District
Ranking Member of the House Agriculture Committee
Daniel Aharon Ziegler's priorities had been somewhat thrown out of whack recently. Calls from Japan had picked up in intensity, and the energy required to deal with the spawn he had unfortunately left behind so many years ago was quickly becoming more than he was willing to devote to the subject. Yuuko had been smart enough in the past not to ask for too much, Ziegler reminisced as he tossed a small ball back and forth in his similarly small hands, and now she was overstepping her bounds. Glancing around his office, empty save for the soft hum of progressive rock and stacks of papers related to the ARA, Ziegler decided it was time to shift tactics. Pressing a small button underneath his desk and waiting a few moments, his favorite staffer, Will Plaxx, entered his office.
"Sir?"
"Will, I need you to block my daughter's number on the office phones, Colorado and DC. I can't afford to be thinking about her nonsense right now, I already have to deal with being across the hall from that stupid hillbilly, among other things. Oh and tell that bitch Sarah that she's fired, I don't appreciate the little snarky notes she put in that rundown I got yesterday, the last thing we want is our staff getting too familiar." he said, adding an intentioned wink at that last comment that made the much younger man grin. "Of course Congressman, that's the last thing we want. I'll tell her to pack her bags. Oh, I was meant to inform you about an email, Representative Jonsson wants to meet with you concerning some pet legislation of his."
Ziegler cleared his throat and moved behind his desk, opening his laptop and quickly finding the email in question. "Oh, right, that Jonsson. So many Johnsons these days its hard to keep track. Anyways," Ziegler was about to continue when he had a better idea. "Oh, Will you weren't busy were you? Ah, if you were you're not anymore, my orders, lets go pay Donal a personal visit, I'm sure he can make time for us on short notice, don't you think?"
Will just shrugged. "I don't see why not."
"Very good." Ziegler grabbed his coat and stepped into the hallway, noticing it was rather empty for this time of day, save a few people far down the hall. His eyes caught on the office directly across from his, this particular member being moved in this cycle after some kind of complaint was filed by her former congressional neighbor. Ziegler's notice stuck on the confederate flag pin firmly attached to the door and the name plate adjacent to it.
Representative Maxine Durant
Mississippi
What an ugly display, one not befitting someone elected to represent the people in these halls. Ziegler scowled and began to walk past it, before something in his mind he couldn't quite place held him back. He stopped and turned back to it, staring at it for a few moments.
"Something the matter Sir?"
"Tear that thing off the door Will."
"I'm sorry Sir?"
"Rip it off the door, I don't want to see that every time I come out of my office."
The staffer hesitated before slowly moving towards the door. He paused for a moment, before moving his hand up and removing the item from its place. He turned it over in his hands for a moment.
"Put it in my office, we'll throw it out with the rest of the trash later."
Will briefly disappeared into the office, returning empty handed and beginning the walk with Ziegler to Representative Jonsson's office in another building.