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Emzily · 03-11-2011, 04:54 PM

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Originally Posted by SilverTiger

Watching Prometheus hassling his brother was oddly entertaining, but the vague thought that things were not okay had never left Dorian. Something told him Evander might not be quite as into the gaiety either, but then it seemed it was the younger members of the department who both thought they knew what was going on and how to deal with it. Leaving the rest of them to just keep with the vigilance, and preparing for whatever was to come. He turned from his coworker as he sensed another person approaching, however. Big grin. wasn't getting a replica here, but he gave her a brief, and somewhat less animated, smile anyway. "Well, Ms. Merrygold," he said, checking her name off the list and grasping yet another blue t-shirt from the collection. "Here's your complimentary t-shirt, and enjoy yourself," he said, with only the tiniest hint of dryness and sarcasm as he waved her through the checkpoint and into the party.

Isla did get the impression that this man did not want to be here, but she smiled back at him, nontheless. Maybe it was because signing everyone off the list rather than partying was a little bit boring. She turned slightly on her heel when he checked her name off the list, but now she was recieving gifts! Many others may not think so, but getting a brand new t-shirt was COOL. It wasn't until she looked at the design when she realised that she was going to look like a tool.

"Thank you. It's... lovely." Did she have to wear it? Ehh, to get in the spirit of the party, she put it carefully over her head to cover her casual wear before. Isla was good at that, because she had to learn of ways to NOT mess up her hair when putting jumpers/t-shirts on. There. With one final smile at the security man, Isla almost skipped into the party area. WOOT!

03-11-2011, 04:54 PM	#135 (permalink)
Emzily Abraxan Join Date: Aug 2009 Location: Prythian Posts: 25,161 Hogwarts RPG Name: Molly Wyndham #cf4269 Ravenclaw Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Solomon Duck Slytherin Seventh Year x5 x2	Raspberry Jam \| #ChocolateFrogFamous \| Ultimate Fangirl Quote: Originally Posted by SilverTiger Watching Prometheus hassling his brother was oddly entertaining, but the vague thought that things were not okay had never left Dorian. Something told him Evander might not be quite as into the gaiety either, but then it seemed it was the younger members of the department who both thought they knew what was going on and how to deal with it. Leaving the rest of them to just keep with the vigilance, and preparing for whatever was to come. He turned from his coworker as he sensed another person approaching, however. Big grin. wasn't getting a replica here, but he gave her a brief, and somewhat less animated, smile anyway. "Well, Ms. Merrygold," he said, checking her name off the list and grasping yet another blue t-shirt from the collection. "Here's your complimentary t-shirt, and enjoy yourself," he said, with only the tiniest hint of dryness and sarcasm as he waved her through the checkpoint and into the party. Isla did get the impression that this man did not want to be here, but she smiled back at him, nontheless. Maybe it was because signing everyone off the list rather than partying was a little bit boring. She turned slightly on her heel when he checked her name off the list, but now she was recieving gifts! Many others may not think so, but getting a brand new t-shirt was COOL. It wasn't until she looked at the design when she realised that she was going to look like a tool. "Thank you. It's... lovely." Did she have to wear it? Ehh, to get in the spirit of the party, she put it carefully over her head to cover her casual wear before. Isla was good at that, because she had to learn of ways to NOT mess up her hair when putting jumpers/t-shirts on. There. With one final smile at the security man, Isla almost skipped into the party area. WOOT! __________________ who could love me, I am out of my mind___________________________ _________________throwing a line out to sea to see if I can catch a dream