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Aurelius Audish

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London / Re: [Revolution] We're taught not to follow our heart

December 21, 2022, 10:46:30 pm

He'd arrived too late. Clearly whatever Spaulding had set in motion was unstoppable now. The lady was pissed off and Ó Dálaigh was as unpleasant and irreverent as ever. It was obvious that the man's recent brush with his own mortality hadn't improved his disposition.

Audish's eyes rested on the man while contemplating what had happened. He still wasn't sure how Ó Dálaigh had turned into a revered figure in the healing community. How was it that people came flocking to his aid when he was just a nobody from Ireland. It was enough to grind Audish's gears. He'd worked hard for the level of notoriety he had achieved, while Ó Dálaigh basically had everything handed to him without putting in even the slightest of effort. It was maddening.

The next thing he heard was outright strange. A 'muff diver'? He certainly hadn't come across the term before, though he seemed to grasp the part of the meaning to do with her disinterest in Spaulding. No matter what it meant exactly, the vulgarity with repulsive and Audish wrinkled his nose. No doubt it was a filthy Muggle term befitted of the worthless creature before him.

"Come on, Vicent. Let's leave the mudd diver to take her pleasure in Ó Dálaigh. He's certainly unsanitary enough to qualify." It wasn't so much that he feared any confrontation as such, but if they got into a fight there was every change someone would call the auror office and then they would have some explaining to do. It wasn't like they had their robes and masks to make short process of the riffraff.

The School / 🧙‍♂️ Start of TermA lie runs until it’s overtaken by the truth

August 31, 2022, 11:13:55 pm

The new school term had begun which made it the perfect time for a new inspection of the school. The last few sessions of the board of governors had included skme tough negotiations over budget and Aurelius had been dispatched to audit that the funds had been appropriately spent. It was a boring task, but Audish didn't mind this chance at an official trip into Dumbeldore's domain to assess the state of affairs. The Dark Lord was suspecting that something was afoot and Audish was determined to get to the bottom of it before it became an impediment to their cause.

A secondary issue on his agenda was to check adherence to the current curriculum. There had been a similarly heated debated on the subject of muggle studies. The school's liberal attitude towards the subject had been a source of upset for many of the institutions wealthy donors. Audish couldn't understand why the current webmaster would rather run the place into the ground than bend to will of his betters, but he was determined to give a comprehensive report.

He'd asked the teaching staff to arrange for him to interview a selection of students across different years to gain a proper insight into how far things had gone. There was a thought in his mind, and he was sure in that some of the other governors would very much agree, that some adjustments to the Hogwarts staff were just begging to be made. He'd once though Dippet too soft, but Dumbledore was starting to make him wish for Dippet to return. The man had seen reason on occasion.

He'd borrowed one of the teachers offices, displacing an gentleman called Montgomery. The office smelt of spices and tea and there was a crystal ball placed on one of the shelves on the wall. Great. He'd taken over the space of a quack.

Aurelius looked at his schedule. First up was a Gryffindor girl, a Miss Yiann... whatever. He looked at the name in dismay. Was that a spelling mistake? How did you even say that? Nevermind. Was that a knock on the door already?

"Do come in," he said in in a friendly tone trying to put on a kind expression. "Have a seat, my dear and make yourself comfortable."

Aurelius let a few moments pass until his interviewee was seated.

"Did your head of house explain why you are here?" he asked softly. Aurelius planned to go through it again anyway, but he was curious what, if anything, the staff at Hogwarts had managed to explain.

London / Re: [Revolution] We're taught not to follow our heart

August 20, 2022, 05:32:16 pm

Audish looked a little alarmed when Spaulding rose to his feet to walk over to that woman he had taken a shine to. It didn't take an Order of Merlin ribbon holder to figure out that the brunette was more than likely not interested. The only thing his companion had going for him was his money and influence and while that was more than enough to sway some, he doubted it would be effective today.

For a moment he was tempted to abandon Spaulding to his fate, but the idea of letting him interact with Ó Dálaigh was an uncomfortable one. It wouldn't do for any of them to be publically embarrassed and Ó Dálaigh seemed to have a knack for doing that. You never knew who was watching and more importantly what would get back to their master. No, it would be better if he followed if only to make sure that the situation didn't escalate out of hand.

He finished his drink and then moved to catch up. As he arrived a conversation was already underway. Unsurprisingly, he'd been right and Vincent's company wasn't desired at the other table. However, Spaulding had mentioned that the woman might be worth recruiting to their cause. Maybe, there was a way to deescalate the conversation and charm the lady.

"Oh, we won't disturb for long," Audish interjected. "I just had to come over and say hello to an esteemed colleague. Please don't hold it against me, Odhrán." He smiled and faked a sense of familiarity that most certainly didn't exist. "I'm afraid though you'll have to introduce me to your lovely companion."

He turned to Deitha and gave her a smile. If she was impressed with Odhrán, he surely could be more impressive. He extended a hand. "Aurelius Audish, Chief Healer for Spell Damage at St Mungo's Hospital. Your friend over there has worked under me on numerous occasions. A promising young man."

Knockturn Alley / Re: [Revolution] love grows where my Rosemary goes

August 09, 2022, 04:41:48 pm

Audish felt momentarily irked at Spaulding assessment of Ó Dálaigh. The other man seemed to think that the Irish healer was easy to get rid of, but Audish knew this wasn't the case. They'd been at odds for many years and he had won as many altercations with the younger man as he had lost. Though he didn't particularly like admitting to it, the other man was a formidable player. The only think Spaulding was probably right about was that Ó Dálaigh has been born with a silver spoon in his mouth and had no idea how to navigate the world without money. However, Audish was unsure how that circumstance could be weaponised.

"Unfortunately, he only looks like a feckless idiot," Audish grumbled. "He's surprisingly well connected and extraordinarily lucky. He has a reputation for solving some very hard medical cases, though I don't think skill had anything to do with it." There was a fleeting thought in his mind that Ó Dálaigh was so lucky it was starting to look very strange. Maybe, there was some method to his madness after all, but Audish didn't have the slightest idea what his method could be. The thought sat rather uncomfortably.

Spaulding meanwhile seemed to be more interested in Ó Dálaigh's companion. He couldn't say that he knew the woman, but he could see why Vincent would find her appealing. She had a pretty face and from the sounds of it a bit of attitude. There was always something satisfying to bending a reluctant woman to one's will. Audish had a couple of spells he rather liked to use for such purposes and looking at Spaulding he thought that perhaps the other man felt the same. Witches were there to serve and please.

"Surely you can bring her in and make her bow to you as well as our master," Audish challenged. "You're not going to tell me that you're about to let a mere witch interfere with your business. How scary could she have been? That wretch in Azkaban can't have been of sound mind." No, he couldn't quite accept Spaulding's words at face value. She was probably just another young thing who didn't know her place in society.

"I don't know what's wrong with witches these days," Audish mused. "They're all suffering from delusions of adequacy and should really learn not to disrespect their betters. I mean look at it, she's with Ó Dálaigh."

There was something strange about this crossing of the streams. Audish didn't like that two people who had caused him and Spaulding grief respectively were meeting and interacting. Did that mean they were onto something? Thankfully, he had been careful in covering his tracks and if they really tried something, he felt confident that he could put a permanent stop to it fairly easily.

Knockturn Alley / Re: [Revolution] love grows where my Rosemary goes

July 28, 2022, 10:12:44 pm

"One for the road," Audish agreed somewhat to his own surprise. He wasn't sure what was keeping him here other than perhaps a vague sense of emptiness. Audish didn't like being between jobs. While he was charming and outwitting his latest victim he felt alive, when he was planning and researching a mark he was engaged but during the period of wrap up he found himself strangely adrift. Spaulding, well, he wouldn't usually spend time with him. Bute surely there was no harm in a small indulgence. So much for standards. So much for just being in and out and on his way.

He received the glass from Spaulding and nodded a toast before taking a sip. As he set down his glass a glimpse of something familiar across the room grabbed his attention. Was that? Yes, it had to be. Blue linen suit and heavy silver jewellery? There were only very few wizards Audish thought would make such a choice. Leaning slightly to the side he peered past a woman handing out a drink. Yes, this was Ó Dálaigh. What was he doing here? He'd made a surprisingly quick recovery. Interesting.

Their last encounter had been a memorable one. The nuisance that was Ó Dálaigh had been handed to him on a silver platter. He'd been a patient. Audish had been close to tying up a loose end that had been left dangling for nearly twenty years only to be thwarted by a Swiss Professor and a French guest healer charging to the other man's rescue. And who was that he was with? Audish didn't recognise the woman. A loved one? A girlfriend? A weakness he could potentially exploit? Interesting.

"Oh, look what the niffler dragged in," Audish commented. "If it isn't my esteemed colleague Ó Dálaigh. Think you can make that guy disappear? Utterly worthless waste of space."

Knockturn Alley / Re: [Revolution] love grows where my Rosemary goes

July 18, 2022, 06:41:54 pm

Audish nodded at the mention of Messers Dewey, Cheetem and Howe, unsure if Spaulding was serious or having him on for a laugh. For a moment a smile appeared around his lips, but it didn't stay there for long. If the mentioned law firm was real, the three named partners had to be the three most unfortunately named muggles ever. Audish therefore assumed it wasn't and that Vincent was going to do his magic. Whatever that really entailed. He didn't need to know.

Apparently, there was a bit of complication attached to the case. Audish knitted his brows together in disapproval as a slight delay was mentioned, but simultaneously moved his hand to dismiss the problem as minor. It took time to take proper care of an issue. He knew as much from personal experience. There was no point in asking for a rush job when they were in it for the long haul.

"If it were just for me, it could wait," Audish said after taking another sip from his drink. Spaulding really had made a decent choice all things considered. More decent than a place like Revolution usually served. "However," and here came the crux of the matter, "you and I both know who the true beneficiary of this operation will be and he is not known for his patience or generosity. Take your cut, but don't take the piss."

Audish gave Spaulding a stern look, but didn't feel the need to push the matter further. He knew other man would do the sensible thing. Spaulding was many things, but stupid wasn't usually one of them. He'd think long and hard before doing something as foolish as shortchanging the Dark Lord. The wizard wasn't known for his forgiving disposition either.

"I'm sure I don't have to tell you how important this is." Not that Audish actually knew the details. The Dark Lord hadn't disclosed any of his plans yet, at least, not to Audish. If that was a good or bad thing remained to be seen. While Audish had the ambition to rise in rank, he wasn't in a hurry to make it to the top. People fell in and out of favour with his master all the time. When he got where he was going, Audish wanted staying power.

Knockturn Alley / Re: [Revolution] love grows where my Rosemary goes

June 27, 2022, 06:37:30 pm

And there he was. Finally. Patience was a virtue Audish didn't possess and he was glad that Spaulding hadn't kept him waiting longer. The sooner they got this business started the sooner they could both go home and not be at Revolution; a win-win situation really. Except, was that a whole bottle of Scotch? Hopefully Spalding didn't plan on staying until they had finished it. That would extend their stay to somewhat longer than Audish had planned for.

Spalding made a vague apology of having been detained on business. "Don't apologise. I know what it's like." In fact, Audish thought he knew rather more on the nature of unplanned work than Spalding. As a healer he was confronted with it constantly. What sort of unscheduled troubles could possibly come up as a landlord? Audish kept his thoughts to himself though. There was no reason to antagonise Spalding over nothing. "And the drink's certainly appreciated. The choice here really is rather underwhelming."

Maybe, he should consider a new place to make exchanges? Revolution was great though, in the sense that punters were usually inebriated and too out of it to remember much of anything.

Audish's heard turned as the crowd by the bar broke into a loud cheer. Something good had to have happened. Why people got so invested in sports was beyond him. Especially sports they couldn't see. He could see the appeal of seeing a match in the stadium but listening to the Wireless broadcast sounded positively dull and dissatisfying.

"I've got two muggle world cases for you this week," Audish cut to the chase. "The first one should be pretty straight forward. The deceased was an elderly muggleborn wizard. I am unaware of any descendants. The other is a little more complicated. Halfblood witch with substantial muggle holdings. There's a squib son who might contest the will. I suspect we might need some legal representation here." Or a well-placed confundus charm. Audish was relatively certain that was what Spaulding had meant when using the term 'legal representation' before.

Knockturn Alley / [Revolution] love grows where my Rosemary goes

June 13, 2022, 09:23:41 am

Revolution was busier than usual tonight. There was a large group of young wizards wearing England scarves glued to the Wizarding Wireless near the bar. Audish hadn't really paid attention, but it was quarterfinal of the 416th Quidditch World Cup or something like that. He didn't care much for the competition, but a busy club suited his purpose for the evening just fine. Nobody would be paying any attention to him when there was an occasion to get sloshed.

He picked up a tumbler of firewhiskey from the bar and started looking for a free table. His usual spot was taken up by a group of sports fans, but in the deepest recesses of the pub there were still some spaces available. Normally, these tables were reserved for Knockturn riff-raff and low lives, but they were apparently drinking elsewhere today. It was a good thing then that he hadn't come to see any of those contacts today and wasn't in need of any services.

The man he was about to meet with, in fact, claimed to be nobility. Audish had never been quite convinced of the veracity of those claims, but it mattered little when Spaulding was both convenient and useful. His service over the years had been reliable and discrete and Audish had yet more work for him. His connections to the muggle world, while repugnant and reprehensible, were useful. And Spaulding knew how to keep his mouth shut. In fact, Audish thought that was by far his best trait.

He hadn't seen Spaulding in a while. Things at St Mungos had gotten too hot for a while. There was a bit of an art to finding the right time for his activities to avoid a formal investigation. The last such check had taken longer than usual due to some administrative cock-up at the Ministry. It had been trying his patience, but such things were out of his hands. However, with the aurors finally gone, Audish was free to act again. It was high time too, as his Lord and Master was asking for generous contributions again. Unlike some others in his circle, Audish couldn't fall back on his family's wealth for that purpose. He actually had to 'work' for the money. For some definition of work.

Audish settled down with his drink, and carefully positioned his briefcase under the table, ready for imminent exchange with Spaulding. Thinking of, where was that wretch anyway? Audish's head turned towards the bar, scanning for tweed, elbow patches and a sleazy smile.

The School / Re: Into this world we're thrown, like a dog without a bone

December 19, 2021, 03:05:33 pm

For the greater good. Hearing that phrase caused Audish's eyes to widen slightly. It was the last thing he would have ever expected the headmaster to say. Of course, it was a common enough turn of phrase for him to have meant nothing by it, but Audish felt himself reminded of the ascent of Gellert Grindelwald and the political rallies he had attended at the time. He'd been part of that movement, had felt committed to the cause and had felt betrayed when Dumbledore had stepped up to interfere with what the wizarding world had been about to become. Just how did he dare to use these words.

It took him a moment to moderate his emotions. They needed to find another topic of conversation and fast. Becoming emotional was always dangerous. It opened doors into the mind and while Audish had no idea if Dumbledore had mastered any such magics, it was better to err on the side of caution and to not get overly riled up if it could be helped.

"Of course, you can count on my support. For elective classes, and anything else too. I think you are doing indispensable work here with our children and the next generation of witches and wizards." He had a feeling he'd probably just sounded a touch too rehearsed, but he was still regaining his equilibrium after the headmaster had rattled him. Hopefully, the man didn't find anything else amiss with his reaction.

Delving back into the subject of medical supplies, Audish was relieved to be talking about a less fraught subject matter. He rattled off a list of what the hospital had spare at the moment and took out a notepad to write down which items Hogwarts was interested in. "Outmanoeuvre Peeves? Is that even possible?" Audish chuckled. He was such a mischievous soul it was hard to imagine that anyone would win the upper hand in a fight with the poltergeist.

"A tour of the hospital wing? Yes of course, I would be delighted." Audish responded immediately. "Do you have any young patients in treatment at the moment? I am of course always willing to consult and help in any way I can. Not that I hope you will ever have need for my services as a spell damage specialist."

The School / Re: Into this world we're thrown, like a dog without a bone

December 19, 2021, 03:05:33 pm

Audish found himself a little surprised with the line of conversation he had chosen. If Dumbledore was so enamoured with how muggles were doing things, why didn't he just bugger off to live among mugglekind and do things in their way? While there was something to be said about emulating their success Audish wasn't sure how much he agreed with the idea. Follow their example too closely, and wizards would become second rate forever trapped in the wings of an inferior species. And yet the headmaster had a point. Why learn the hard way when others had already done the legwork and all that was left to do was to exploit that system for profit.

"The ministry. Well, they've always erred on the side of what it is conservative and established. I am not sure for much longer such a course of action will keep us competitive. As you point out yourself the muggles have made incredible advances. But of course funding is always a sore subject. We have these issues as well at Mungo's and sometimes, if it weren't for our generous donors, we would be in dire straits."

Elective classes in concert with St Mungos. Why not. It didn't further his master's cause directly, but it also wasn't in opposition to it. There was also that it would improve his work life and give him access to more people to manipulate and influence. Really a plan with no drawbacks.

"I have to say I rather like the idea of a collaboration. I would be very happy to champion it at the next meeting of the hospital board. Assuming we could get such an idea funded, I can't imagine there would be anyone opposing it." Well, maybe there were a few in other departments who'd prefer a different allocation of funds. But that was minor. It could be dealt with.

What followed next was slightly more interesting. An arithmancer. Audish made a mental note of that. Didn't these guys usually serve the Department of Mysteries. Interesting. The Unspeakables came up time and time again during Death Eater meetings. Voldemort wanted access and control. Dumbledore removing this man implied he was involved in something he didn't want the Death Eaters to have access to. Or maybe he was interpreting too much into things.

"Oh, please. Another cup would be lovely. And don't trouble yourself introducing me to your staff. Perhaps, another time. I know precious little about arithmancy and I am sure the man has more important things to get on with. You have my complete confidence here and I think I can say on behalf of the entire board that my colleagues share this opinion."

Audish tried to mentally regroup while the headmaster was serving him another cuppa. "On the more practical side of things I was wondering if the Hogwarts hospital wing had any interest in equipment and supplies from our stores at St Mungos. We decided to change some treatment protocols lately to newer techniques, but some of them items becoming obsolete could be put to good use for first aid. I mean you usually transfer any serious cases to us anyway and it would certainly be never than some of the things you have here."

The School / Re: Into this world we're thrown, like a dog without a bone

December 19, 2021, 03:05:33 pm

There was stupid and then there was obnoxious. Audish supposed that he was being confronted with the latter rather than the former. Really, Dumbledore felt the need to feign that he had misunderstood his meaning and to pretend that he had taken things literally? It was grating and irritating. The school building. Yes, of course, that was why he was here. To help this silly old man with a fresh coat or paint and some interior decorating. The gall.

Ah, maybe that was the point. Dumbledore was testing if he could rattle him. Audish gave a nonchalant smile, feeling very clever to have seen through the 'ruse'. He had no intention of giving away his allegiance in a hurry. Being on the board of governors was new to him still and Audish was planning to observe for a while to learn how the game was played. He'd make a move once he understood all the variables in the equation.

Several topics were offered up to him, each quite controversial. Muggle science, curriculum changes, traditions, the education system on the whole. Each quite interesting but potentially also quite revealing.

"An interesting observation for sure," Audish commented on the subject of there being no secondary education for wizards. "I used to wonder that too. I suppose there are many reasons for it, economy of scale, our long-standing tradition of apprenticeships, the fact that so few wizards stay in one career throughout their lifespans. Still, standardised learning has its advantages." Surprisingly, he was telling the headmaster the truth. Especially as a young healer he'd often felt like he'd been relying on the mercy of individuals to learn. It had taken time and effort to ingratiate himself to the right people.

"I have to say though that as a teacher I enjoy the flexibility of being able to tailor the teaching to each student's individual needs. That being said, the gaps our applicants have in alchemy and spagyric potion making can be quite frustrating. I've sometimes wished there was a course I could send them to. You know, just to acquire a solid foundation. Especially in spell damage we rely on a lot of advanced techniques. Anyway, I'm digressing."

He took a sip of his tea. "My congratulations on your new appointments. I hope they've settled in nicely by now." Dumbledore's wording on this put him on his guard. He'd gotten an expert in to experiment with magic. Now here was something his master would be interested in hearing about. "I think it's a splendid idea to bring in a scientist. What subject did you say he was teaching? And what experiments is he working on? I hope that's not taking away focus from the educational aspects of the role."

The School / Re: Into this world we're thrown, like a dog without a bone

December 19, 2021, 03:05:33 pm

To Audish's surprise the headmaster had come to meet him at the gate in person. He supposed that boded well for his visit. He was being taken seriously. Feeling like he had the upper hand always pleased Audish and he gave the headmaster a vague smile as he apologised for his lateness.

"Oh, don't you worry. I am sure your day must have been very busy. I appreciate very much that you are taking time out of your routine to come and meet me." His words were all simpering politeness, but his eyes probably made it fairly clear that this was a rehearsed set of lines. He was expecting to be treated well, but he had gotten used to performing a bit of false modesty for the sake of social lubrication. How did they say again: you catch more flies with honey.

"Aurelius Audish," he said courtly and took the other man's hand to shake. "I thought given that I am a new appointment to the board it made sense for me to introduce myself in person as well as to get a first hand impression of things here at Hogwarts. I hope you don't mind?" Not that he'd given the man opposite him much choice in the matter. He'd announced that he wanted to visit, the only part of it up for debate had been the when.

Dumbledore was jovial and charming enough. Honestly, it surprised Audish. What he read in the papers combined with what he knew from the last war and his own school days had painted a very different picture of the man. He'd expected to find a nervous and insecure man. He'd been hesitant about Grindelwald. Voldemort and his fellow Death Eaters called the guy a doddering, old fool. Apparently, not quite true. Perhaps, more of an adversary than Audish had expected to encounter, though he decided that it was nothing he couldn't handle.

The headmaster made some small talk about Audish's school days. Was that supposed to be impressive? The man had managed to look up his record. Congratulations. Well, perhaps it would have swayed lesser minds. Audish decided to play along as a strategic move and let the headmaster think that his remarks had their intended effect.

"Oh, I didn't expect you to remember me, Sir. I'm flattered. I've spent some of my happiest years here at Hogwarts and of course you are right, my N.E.W.T.s proved very useful when beginning my career at St Mungo's. I am hoping the current generation of students will be making similar experiences." Even Audish himself couldn't decide if this was lies or the truth. He'd not been unhappy at Hogwarts, but he certainly didn't look back at it with the same sense of sentimentality as others did.

"And if you are offering I wouldn't say no to a cup of tea to warm up. It's a bit nippy today, isn't it."

He followed the headmaster into the castle and up the stairs towards his office. "You say the school hasn't much changed?" He questioned with a raised eyebrow. "Do you find the field of education to be stagnant then? I would have thought the discoveries of the last half century would have done more than enough to mix up the curriculum a little. Just the progress in the field of alchemy alone."

Audish paused, gaging the headmaster's reaction. "Please forgive me, I'm merely an enthusiastic amateur. I do trust that you would know what's best."

The School / Into this world we're thrown, like a dog without a bone

December 19, 2021, 03:05:33 pm

Hogwarts. It had been a long time since Audish had last been there. Returning to the castle now, in a position of power was a strange thrill. Even stranger was the prospect of meeting Albus Dumbledore again. Audish remembered the man as he'd been some fifty-five years ago, with flaming red hair and that irritating Gryffindor twinkle in his eyes. He'd disliked the professor then and the half-century that had passed since had done little to improve his opinion.

Good thing that he was now in a position to influence things. He'd never given the idea of joining the Hogwarts Board of Governors any serious thought, but when the opportunity had presented itself, he had held onto it with both hands thinking that Voldemort would be pleased about this. The Dark Lord seemed to have a certain fascination with the school.

For many years now, St Mungo's, as one the largest magical institutions in Britain, had provided one of the school's governors. With the retirement of Healer Derwent, the positions had been up for grabs and Audish had agreed to it on a rotational basis. It sounded like a way of influencing things for the better. Maybe the school's curriculum could be influenced to benefit both St Mungo's and his personal political agenda. Alchemy trumped Muggle Studies. Win, win.

Being the new person on the board, he'd decided to pay the school a visit to inspect the current state, introduce himself to headmaster and maybe see if there was something St Mungo's could donate to improve upon the facilities in the hospital wing. He wouldn't mind checking in with Pomfrey either. He remembered her from her medical training years ago. She'd been a good student. Shame really that she had chosen to work for a school looking after common colds and broken ankles instead of facing the real challenges of the medical profession.

Audish walked up to the gates of the school. What an inconvenience that the grounds were warded against apparition. What was the point of that? He sighed and looked around if there was somebody waiting to take him to the headmaster's office. He'd announced his visit but given the bleeding heart liberals that ran this place, he wouldn't be surprised to see unprofessional and disrespectful conduct.

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