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Originally Posted by Abigail Road

"Of course Ah look loveleh, Ah spend a lot of moneh to look this cheap!" she laughed at her own joke. "Doll, You ah the person who invented these heah? Bless..." She added with a smile.

"Well, I do hope you enjoy the match," Craig said cheerfully. "I will definitely make some adjustments to the PFFs, so you don't have to worry about fixing your make-up or hair on arrival." Craig gave one last smile before turning to security.

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Originally Posted by Wallen_steven

"good day sir "numble said "can i have your name and department and were youre form please and also an ID" numble asked in a soft but firm voice

"Ah, Mr. Marcus," Craig said reaching in his pocket for his wallet. "My name is Craig Wickham, I was told by my department head that I would be meeting you. I've just come here to observe how the PFFs are working and am here to help in any way I can to make things go more smoothly." Craig handed over his identification. "How are the arrivals going?" Craig asked curiously. He didn't know how many people were arriving by floo, but hopefully his latest invention would make things easier.

Taking an excuse from his wife, Brian appeared on the spot just to see how thing are going on. He had tobe here and there, just incase if his staffs need any help or assistance. Walking around the place, Brian saw Chris and Numble were busy in their work. Beaming slightly he took a curious glance around the place with his hands in his pockets.

Reagan had been anxious to try out these new PFFs that one of her employees had developed. A genius idea! And it worked perfectly, securely bringing Minister Taylor to the special location for all VIP travelers. She brushed off her traveling cloak and stepped forward to glance around the location. She glanced to see if any of her department heads were present in the nearby vicinity and spotted the retreating figure of her Senior Undersecretary. She'd have to meet up with Bella later.

Oh! There's the American Minister for Magic. Shoulders back and a welcoming smile upon her face, Reagan approached the woman with her hand extended, "Hello Minister Road. So very nice to see you again. Thank you for joining us for this momentous occasion!"

Blah. He couldn't believe he let Reagan talk him into using these...new inventions. Silly english people. He only started to breathe easily again when he stepped out of the fireplace, in one whole piece. He paused for a moment to brush any soot off his travelling cloak and then looked up to notice that Reagan was off, doing her Minister-socializing thing. He grinned gently, and slowly walked towards where she was, not really wanting to accidentally intrude on the conversation between the two ladies.

Benjamin nodded and smiled deciding against talking as she lost her ID. Numble took over once she found her ID.

Then he saw the English minister of magic appear. OK, here we go. Get your name out there Banjamin. "Hello, and welcome minister!" He said with a bright smile on his face. "If you could be as so kind is to show some ID to my friend, here, that would be fantastic." Here's the kicker. "I'm Ben Amsten, and if there's any assistance you need, please don't hesitate to ask."

"hello Mr.Wickham im glad to know that some people are aware of me " numble said as he chuckled lookig at his ID and handing it back to him he said "the arrivals are going great there's been"just as numble was about to give him a number there were two more ministry employees coming thru "well that make it five so far and not a problem yet,fell free to stick around if you wish Mr.Wickham"numble said turning to the minister of magic her self.



numble let Ben introduce himself and let the minister finish speaking to the foreign minister before speaking "good day Minister Taylor and Mr.Stryker im Numble Marcus in the Security Department can i please have an ID like Mr.Amsten said please and if theres any assistance you require please don't hesitate to ask"numble said with a smile from ear to ear

Looking around, he saw Brian at the place then he turned to Numble as he responded. "Okay, Numble. I'm Chris.." he introduced with himself with a smile. "And yes, I'm gonna be floating around, from places to places, to check if everything is fine and to maintain the tight security we're providing too."

Minister Taylor knew she should be happy that her security staff was being this thorough, but honestly, did they really think someone else would impersonate her at the Cup? Did they really think anyone could manage to transfigure their appearance so accurately? Or that anyone could get ahold of something of hers to make Polyjuice Potion? Not likely. But it didn't hurt for them to be thorough and so she obliged the two gentlemen, "Here is my identification," she spoke as she flashed her Ministry badge. "Keep up the good work, gentlemen."

Oh! And there's Chad... she'd have to catch up with him when she finished with Minister Road. At least they'd have some time to hang out during the match. After all, she had invited all of her department heads to sit with her in the Top Box, though some seemed to prefer sitting somewhere else, perhaps to accommodate more of their friends and family. But Chad and Bella would be there, at the very least, and they made the best company.

"hello chris"numble said holding out his hand "im Numble Marcus as you already know i don't think we meet formally it will be a pleasure working with you"numble said before turning back to the minister

numble looked at the ministers badge i doubt that anyone would try to impersonate the minister but he had duties to do"thank you minister Taylor"numble said "im not sure if you remember me but I did your protecting spells on you office how are they holding up"numble asked curiously

Stopping just a little off of where Reagan and the other Minister was, Chad turned at the sound of someone talking to him. "Oh, yes, security," he smiled gently, reaching into the pocket of his cloak, pulling out his ID badge. "Here you go, Monsieur."

numble looking at the ID and the man "thank you sir numble said can i have your name and department" he said handing the mans ID back

Chad blinked.

Did his ID badge not state his name...or department? Even if he was a Chad impostor, one would think that a perpetrator would take the time to learn simple things like department and name. Oh well, they were security.

"Chad Luthien Stryker. Department Head for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures." Blah. Such a mouthful.

"Thank you, sir. Have a good time!" Dang! It looks like Aaron won't be meeting the two ministers I really care about. Oh well. There's still the players. And that's probably what Aaron really cares about. Ben looked over to see Numble checking more people in. Ben studied them carefully to make sure they showed no signs of lying. Ben had also been working on legilimancy so he could read people very well. Could he invade their minds, no. Could he sense things? Yes.

"Thank you, gentlemen..." And she pinned her security pin.

"Ministah Taylor!" She squealed and hugged the minister. "Ah Am so proud of you and your countreh... a female Ministah of Magic is amazing foh Brittain!" But her voice was so high pitched only dogs could hear her... "Ah am soooo ecxahted for the qudditch worlds cup! All those sweaty bohes!" She laughed, "Mah husband told me to behave!"

"And who maight you be, darlin?" She said her smile wide and inviting. "Aren't you the hottie!" She said and then looked at Minister Taylor... "Where have you been haedin him?"

"Ooo Sexeh..." She grabbed his arm and said "You shall be mah escort whahl I'm in this countreh of yours..." She said and handed him her purse... "Lead the way..."

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"Thank you, sir. Have a good time!" Dang! It looks like Aaron won't be meeting the two ministers I really care about. Oh well. There's still the players. And that's probably what Aaron really cares about. Ben looked over to see Numble checking more people in. Ben studied them carefully to make sure they showed no signs of lying. Ben had also been working on legilimancy so he could read people very well. Could he invade their minds, no. Could he sense things? Yes.

Chad was losing faith in these 'security' people by the second. Now they had called Reagan...a HE? Of course, being the male Chad was, he decided to saying something about it (though he was fairly certain that being male had nothing to do with his sudden need to act protective).

"You should learn your biology, monsieur. It does not make you look good to be referring to the most powerful woman in England as a 'sir'," he spoke, a bit of a glare thrown in. "And to think, you are the ones letting in the most famous people in the world..."

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Originally Posted by Abigail Road

"And who maight you be, darlin?" She said her smile wide and inviting. "Aren't you the hottie!" She said and then looked at Minister Taylor... "Where have you been haedin him?"

"Ooo Sexeh..." She grabbed his arm and said "You shall be mah escort whahl I'm in this countreh of yours..." She said and handed him her purse... "Lead the way..."

Shaking his head, Chad then looked as the American Minister seemed to be speaking to him. Blushing, as he was rather flattered by her comments and also by the fact that Reagan was RIGHT there, he reached out and took her purse into his hands and fought the urge to pull his arm from her grip. Reagan trusted him, yes? Yes.

"I am Chad Stryker," he answered, a little delayed, but regardless. He quickly stepped into the swing of it all and smile his usual smile. "I'd be honoured to escort you around Madame Road. Do you know where your campsite is set up?"

She giggled, "Oh Mistah Strykah," she said covering her mouth with her hand, "You ah gonna make me blush! Mah husband is going to be so jealous of you when I send him ouwah pictures! Ah do not know where mah sleepin area is."

Hehe.

"Uhmm, let us not show your husband pictures of us," Chad smiled, eyebrows raised a little. He truly did not need the husband of a Minister breathing down his neck.

"You do not know where to go? Well then, why don't we go and find out together? Perhaps Mademoiselle Taylor would like to come with us? I do have two arms," he smirked, eyes glancing towards Reagan now, in an ALMOST pleading manner.

She let out a squeal! "You naughteh naughteh boheh! Aren't you all charmin, with that accent... Ah love brittish accents..." She said not recognizing the French accent... "You are so keeyoute!" She said pinching his cheek. "Ah could just bake you up in a sweet potatah pahh and eatchoo."

She smiled at Chad's gentlemanlyness what with asking the other minister to come along... "Nao Mistah Strykah, you must know how beeseh the Brittish Ministah is... She'll catch up... won't you darlin?" She said dragging him off... "Where to Doll Face?"

British accent? HOLD the fort!

"Err, excuse-moi, Madame," he coughed gently, "I am not British..I am Francais. French...I just work in England." Wait. What was this talk about baking him..and then EATING HIM? Now he understood why he never stepped a foot into America. Weirdos, they were.

"I...I guess she could catch up," he started, but he quickly felt himself being pulled away by Road. Away from Reagan; the reason why he was here! He quickly through her a look as if to say 'CATCHUPQUICKLY' and then co-operated with Road and allowed her to guide him.

"We may as well head over to where the good land is," he nodded. "It is the only logical place I would think that Ministers were positioned."

Benjamin was standing and guarding over the VIP's when he looked over to the apparation and portkeys to see his sister and nephew flailing his arms. A smile appeared on his face as he turned to Numble.

"Numble, it seems as though you have everything under control right now. my sister and nephew have just arrived and I'm going to go over to them for a few to say hi to them. Okay?" He nodded once more and turned towards his family.

Antoni had just arrived and was flattening her short cropped hair as she approached security."Hello, Antoni Dacosta, Magical Law Enforcement.Hows it going guys?" She said as she reached one of the security personnel, showing him her ministry badge.

"thank you sir"numble said softly as mr.stryker was being wisked away by the american minister "have a wonderful time at the matches" he almost yelled

"yes ben ill be quite alright do hurry tho" numble said nicey

"hello" numble while checking her ID "very well then everything looks good have a wonderful time ma'am"numble said waving her on

Ben led Aaron over to his post, "Yes, you heard me correct. All the players will be entering through here." Ben walked back to where he was until he saw Numble. "Ah, numble. This is my nephew, Aaron. Aaron, say hi," he said nicely to him.

"Oh my god that is insane!!!!" Aaron said excitedly, until he was being introduced to someone. "Oh! How do ya do?" he said kindly. He looked up at his uncle Ben to show how excited he was.

Jacob made his way over to the Special Floo entrance. He poked his head around, and, spotting a security employee, approached cautiously. He didn’t want to get kicked out before he could do his job.

“Jacob Webster, Division Head of British Seats,” he said confidently, holding out his ID. It was all he could not to bounce with excitement. Foreign ministry heads! And his Division got to welcome them to good old England!

“Myself and several employees from the British Seats division of Level Five – they should arrive shortly – have been assigned to greet the foreign Ministers as they arrive,” Jacob explained. “I figured you’d like to know we’ll be running around – we’ll try not to get under your feet.” Nearly forgetting something, Jacob snapped his fingers. “Have any of the foreign Ministers arrived yet?”

OOC: For my MLES guys and anyone else rping with Warren. Warren will be in black. Miles will be in red

After throwing in the gagtastical (a Mileseque word ) Floo powder that his father had insisted on using he said the words precisely and was transported swiftly...into another fireplace...how...boring. He would have much rather gone by broom. Or even Portkey those were just awesome. But nooooooooooo. "For your own good you need to go this way. Your mother will not be happy with me if you get lost. And Bothari's coming with you." The famous last words his father had said before Miles headed off before Fia and Bothari.

Stepping out he looked around wide eyed. This was just so...awesome. His dad had to have used some of his pull to get them tickets. But why his oversized babysitter had to come was beyond him. It can't be that bad. He was sure that Lord Miles would live to see another day. Sporting all the Australian colours he could find at the Quidditch shop just to annoy Fia he grinned and waited for her to show up and a huge grin on his face. He had a surprise for her.