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Devina Wellheart · 09-26-2011, 05:13 AM

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Originally Posted by aguamentis

Lucy instantly noticed the odd look the woman had given her and quickly stashed the sandwich back into her bag. Perhaps eating wasn't allowed in the meeting room...oops. Now was the time to take note of who everyone was, specifically Mr. Phillips, the man who helped her out earlier, and Poppy Pricklepot...WHAT KIND OF NAME WAS THAT? It sounds like a flower slash cactus. Lucy had every desire to ask her if her parents actually felt like it was necessary to name her after some type of mutated plant that was a combination of a flower and cactus. But then again, that would probably be very rude and would get her fired. Maybe another time.

Pricklepot followed the introductions with a long speech about some Lord Borr and a list of chores that--HOLD THE PHONE.

"L-l-lord...B-borr?" Lucy said, shaking and quivering. Oh, no. No, no, no. It couldn't be. Was it? The same man she had actually thrown up on during her fifth year? The same man who made her cry? Come on, Lucy. It's probably someone else. Lucky coincidence. They wouldn't dare let some narcissistic lunatic work at the ministry...would they? All of sudden, that same feeling she got during her fifth year before she threw up all over the place was, once again, present. Luckily, she didn't finish up her sandwich so obviously, there was nothing she could throw up, right? Well, except for that doughnut she ate on the way to work but that was nothing! Nothing at all. Or maybe it was something.

Lucy put her hands over her mouth and took a deep breath. Okay. Relax. After taking a deep breath, she raised her hand. "Erm...will each 'group' be assigned a particular task? Or do we all have to do these tasks?" As she thought about it, made zero sense to have everyone redo a certain task numerous times but then again, perhaps that's what this crazy flower-cactus lady wanted. Cleaning...eugh.

Vinnie watched the young woman holding back her gags, What the HECK is going on here.. We've got snatching and gagging going on... Oh what the hell, " here, Dear . Sick up in this" she said as she handed the green looking girl a baggie from her purse.

09-26-2011, 05:13 AM	#50 (permalink)
Devina Wellheart DMGS Ramora Join Date: May 2011 Location: Adirondacks Posts: 5,253 Hogwarts RPG Name: Silas Rainier Montesh Jr First Year	1 of 4 Amigos Don't underestimate me! Quote: Originally Posted by aguamentis Lucy instantly noticed the odd look the woman had given her and quickly stashed the sandwich back into her bag. Perhaps eating wasn't allowed in the meeting room...oops. Now was the time to take note of who everyone was, specifically Mr. Phillips, the man who helped her out earlier, and Poppy Pricklepot...WHAT KIND OF NAME WAS THAT? It sounds like a flower slash cactus. Lucy had every desire to ask her if her parents actually felt like it was necessary to name her after some type of mutated plant that was a combination of a flower and cactus. But then again, that would probably be very rude and would get her fired. Maybe another time. Pricklepot followed the introductions with a long speech about some Lord Borr and a list of chores that--HOLD THE PHONE. *"L-l-lord...B-borr?"* Lucy said, shaking and quivering. Oh, no. No, no, no. It couldn't be. Was it? The same man she had actually thrown up on during her fifth year? The same man who made her cry? Come on, Lucy. It's probably someone else. Lucky coincidence. They wouldn't dare let some narcissistic lunatic work at the ministry...would they? All of sudden, that same feeling she got during her fifth year before she threw up all over the place was, once again, present. Luckily, she didn't finish up her sandwich so obviously, there was nothing she could throw up, right? Well, except for that doughnut she ate on the way to work but that was nothing! Nothing at all. Or maybe it was something. Lucy put her hands over her mouth and took a deep breath. Okay. Relax. After taking a deep breath, she raised her hand. *"Erm...will each 'group' be assigned a particular task? Or do we all have to do these tasks?"* As she thought about it, made zero sense to have everyone redo a certain task numerous times but then again, perhaps that's what this crazy flower-cactus lady wanted. Cleaning...eugh. Vinnie watched the young woman holding back her gags, What the HECK is going on here.. We've got snatching and gagging going on... Oh what the hell, " here, Dear . Sick up in this" she said as she handed the green looking girl a baggie from her purse.