SPOILER!!: aussugirl
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aussiegirl
He was just about get up and make some coffee when a woman walked into the room. A giggling one at that. Hunter raised his eyebrows as she greeted both he and Neil and then proceeded to apply a thick layer of lipstick to her already bright pink lips. If she put on anymore he was going to need sunglasses to stop the glare.
"Er..." Hunter seemed at a loss for words. He was transfixed by the pink and the flower. After a moment he gave himself a shake and managed to get himself together. "Let's start with some introductions. My name is Hunter Phillips and I am your Supervisor and this young man's name is Neil Sterling." He gave the woman a small smile. "And you are?"
Finishing off the list he had been writing, Hunter looked around at the others and cleared his throat. "Okay so I called you all down here so that we can pass around some ideas on what we can do, in Lord Borr's words, 'liven up the place.'" He was almost tempted to roll his eyes but he managed to control himself. "I have written down a few ideas." he said pushing the parchment into the middle of the table. "Let me know what you think."
Mrs. Pricklepot stood up when it was her turn to introduce herself, she had to make this a memorable occasion, cleared her throat and began. "Well, darlings, my name is Poppy Pricklepot, but you may all call me as Poppy!" She giggled and covered her mouth. "I have been hired just very recently to be a part of this fine establishment!" In fact, this was her first day, but they probably couldn't tell because she was so professional. She clasped her hands together and brought them up just below her chin, then batted her eyelashes at the group of men and returned to her seat.
She listened as the others introduced themselves with a few giggles here and there in between. She checked her watched hoping this would end soon. One hour hadn't even passed and she was already tired, plus she had to buy groceries on her way home, which she detested doing. She let out a deep sigh and then some other people said something and then something else. Blah, blah, blah. She motioned with her hand for the man to move along and get to the point, which he soon did.
Poppy jumped up from her seat when the man asked for suggestions. She had them, those didn't take much effort, so she could do that. "Oh, I have just the most darling ideas!" She did. This place was so boring a unicorn would kill itself if it was subject to it. She took out a notepad from her bag and a quill, licked the tip and began jotting down a few notes before sharing them. "I will charm this place up!" She did a little dance by simply shaking her hips, then put the notepad down. "I know the most darling spell that charms light to take the shape-- Oh, let me show you!" With that she took out her wand, which was pink and had a heart on the handle, and flicked it. All of the sudden a wisp of light began to emerge from her wand and taking the shape of a small unicorn. She flicked it again and the unicorns multiplied. As the light unicorns pranced around the room they left behind a trail of sparkles and hearts that floated in the air for a brief while and then disappeared. "Aren't they just darling!?" The unicorns were all spread across the room now which was filled with sparkles and tiny hearts everywhere. Poppy giggled and finally, with a motion of her wand, they disappeared. How could they turn
that down.
She then heard a voice at the door and turned around.
SPOILER!!: mialovesyoulots
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Originally Posted by
mialovesyoulots
Lizzie stuck her head around the door with a polite smile. 'Hi there, Mr. Phillips?' she asked, looking around to see if Prinklepickle was there as well. She was. Good. 'Mr. Greingoth asked me to give you this,' she said, entering the room and handing him the letter, all the while GLARING at Prinklepickle. 'And, er, Mrs... Pricklepot? I think you're needed upstairs,' she added, still glaring. Stupid woman. Lizzie had had to run all the way here, when instead she could have been doing nice, orderly paperwork - which wouldn't have messed up her hair, either.
She wondered why it was so urgent that Mrs Whatsherface was upstairs, anyway, if she worked for Magical Maintenance. As far as she was aware, there was nothing going wrong in the office. In fact, everything was pretty clean and tidy - especially Lizzie's desk. She had made sure of that before she had sat down. She was kind of OCD about these things.
Already she had gotten here and was so sought after? Duh, of course.