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Altair went to go attach the letter to the owl's leg, though she still seemed pridefully bitter since the night before, before sending her out into the night air as Roxanne spoke.
Well. That got one thing off his checklist for the day.
Romania? So she was able to pick up his accent, eh? He must say, the man was quite impressed. "Aye, and 'ou are from Ireland?" he mused, his tone the in-between of a question and a statement. He had been there quite a few times for quidditch matches, also it was quite a popular accent to begin with.
"Ye....I am here on business....applying to work for za Ministry." He grinned quite hopefully. He gave a playful shake of the head at the question on dragon training. It seemed that was what Romania was known for, though, he did indeed fill the stereotype by coming from a partial dragon training family, but he was 'eh' when it came to the beasts. Fluffy and cute, that was where it was at.
Interesting. "I've applied for a job as well." she said primly. Good Merlin, don't let him be in her department. There was only so much of this man she could take. Although, even if she hated to admit it, she was becoming almost fond of this strange person.
"No? I've worked as a dragon trainer. I'm rather fond of dragons and other such beasts. I've applied for a job in the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures Department. Animals are a soft spot for me."
Which was why she put up with Lycander and his kingly affiliations. Many people didn't associate dragons with her. They thought she'd be more affectionate towards the smaller, fluffier animals. Not so. She liked the more dangerous and exciting beasts. Dragons, Hippogriffs, and Manticores. She liked those.
Tilting her head curiously she graced him with the first smile she'd performed since she left Ireland. "Does anyone call you 'Al'?" she knew that she hated it when people called her Roxie, she wondered how this... Altair felt about pet names.