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Originally Posted by
flowerpower
Macy stepped into the room wearing a loose, shimmery dress with black tights and short black oxford heels. She was feeling confident and excited. Grabbing a name tag from a pile by the door, she quickly jotted down in her elegant scrawl:
Macy Jane Collins
DRCMC, Junior Dragon Restraint Officer
She proudly pinned the tag to her dress and stepped into place in line, holding her tattered wand in hand, ready for the weighing. She had noticed everyone else doing that earlier, and was glad, for she didn't like to look unprepared or, especially, *shudder* inexperienced.
So it was his turn working here.
Fine.
Still it could be better if he could have a drink but....whatever. This was a busy line after all and it seemed he was not going to have an opportunity to get himself a drink. Eh...he was not dying anyway. He cleared his throat a bit and looked around with the attitude of a true security man. He was the security man now. Yeah, that was right.
When he saw a woman approach, the young man smiled widely and took his handsome self near the wand weighing machine.
''Welcome...'' he eyed the woman's name tag.
''...Ms Collins.'' Now it was wand weighing time, right?
''May i have your wand and...well...it's description?''