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sweetpinkpixie · 12-16-2012, 08:14 AM

Basil began to tap his finger against the table as he waited for people to begin to filter into the conference room. On paperwork, all the kids seemed alright, but he knew how easily one could tweak the truth and fudge a thing or two with ink. He HAD worked for Witch Weekly after all.

Lifting his head ~~and trying to look a bit taller~~ when the first of the group entered, Basil nodded his head towards the young woman and attempted a smile. Meh, real smiles would come after he had had some coffee. "Miss Wheatborn," he greeted, not moving from the table he was leaning on just yet. "You are in the right place and thank you for being on time."

Yep. Kudos to her. She wouldn't have to deal with the jammed printing press.

...........THAT ONE! Yeah. THAT ONE! The one who had sent the headshot with his application and all that. THAT ONE!

Basil opened his mouth to speak, but then just ended up STARING at the young man and he whipped off his sunglasses. Merlin. This one reminded him of some of the pigheaded Gryffindors he had attended Hogwarts with.

..........sup.

Right.

"It is, but you should go....," Basil replied with an eyebrow raise before the next of the new recruits came in and...

WOAH WOAH WOAH WHAT?!

Okay, THIS one could work on fixing the jammed printing press.

"Miss Dixon....I am Mr. Skeeter," he said, EYEING the sunglasses wonder boy. Was this because of his height? HMMM?! Was this young woman implying that he was not TALL enough to be an editor?! HMM!? Basil wasn't aware that there was a height requirement to be Editor-in-Chief? HMMMM?!

Keeping an EYE on you Miss Dixon. TWO OF THEM!

And then poster boy left for HIS office after demanding coffee from the crowd. Merlin help him...

"No need to fetch...whatever he just ordered," Basil said with a wave of the hand. Whatever it was sounded rather disgusting anyway. Basil, however, would like some coffee. It might calm his nerves and the vein that was twitching in his forehead.

At least the next young man to walk in wasn't acting like a prideful hippofriff. "Mr. Rush," Basil nodded as the next young lady made her appearance. "Miss Hudson." Good. Politeness. Lack of unnecessary sunglasses. Good.

"Ah, Mr. Kim. If you would head directly to my office I will be with you shortly," Basil instructed. He needed to do slightly different things with his entry level applicants.

Oh bloody hell. Was Basil supposed to be impressed by the use of a foreign language? Too bad. This one was on his watch list too. Yep. He could work with Miss Dixon on the jammed printing press. "Mr. Goldstein."

When one of his own employees entered the room Basil felt slightly relieved. At least he knew that there would be someone else with at least a half sane head on their shoulders. Kids these days.... and he was told that Hufflepuffs in his day had pygmy puffs for brains. Basil nodded his head towards Willow before the talk of coffee started up again.

Best to just get things going then. Ahem.

Clearing his throat, Basil stepped away from the desk and clapped his hands together loudly to catch everyone's attention. "Hello and welcome to the Daily Prophet," he greeted. "I am Basil Skeeter, Editor-in-Chief of the Daily Prophet but you may address me as Mr. Skeeter." Get it? Good. "I do not like caramel and only take my coffee black." FOR THE RECORD. But Miss Hudson got a nod for remembering that ridiculous order. Good, she had keen ears. Basil knew where to assign her. "As interns here at the Daily Prophet, you will be asked to assist myself and my staff doing various tasks and your schedules will vary depending on those tasks. While summer vacation is short, I expect you all to give us your best effort." Because they could be used for references for future employment and university. Yep yep. "Miss Dixon, Mr. Goldstein. I would like for you two to help out in our offices. Our printing presses are jammed at the moment and need repair, but as Hogwarts students this shouldn't prove too much of a problem for you. Afterwards, I would like you to assist my writers in printing issues of the Daily Prophet." Were they writing this down? Yes? Did they bring a changes of clothes with them? It was likely to get messy with ink potentially spraying all over the place.

Basil then turned his attention to Miss Hudson and Mr. Rush. "I would like for you two to take already printed issues of the Daily Prophet and deliver them to various shops in Diagon Alley," he instructed with a firm nod. "While you are out, I want you to keep your ears alert for anything news worthy and report back to me."

Yep. That was their task.

Finally, Basil turned his attention to kudos girl. "Miss Wheatborn, I would like you to shadow Miss Garrick. Learn the tricks of the trade and assist her with anything that comes up." Willow was one of his more busy employees, dipping her quill in various places, and Miss Wheatborn seemed eager to learn.

Pausing here, Basil looked around at the group. "If there are no further questions....I will be in my office." Talking with his entry level kids and trying not to strangle poster boy.

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sweetpinkpixie Wizarding World RPG Admin Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Leprechaun Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 40,103 Hogwarts RPG Name: Briallen Ashburry-Hawthorne Gryffindor First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Diamond Marchbanks Gryffindor Sixth Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Zachaël Lufkin Owl Post x12 x12	let's just fast forward past mingling and let you guys go wild, yeah? astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Basil began to tap his finger against the table as he waited for people to begin to filter into the conference room. On paperwork, all the kids seemed alright, but he knew how easily one could tweak the truth and fudge a thing or two with ink. He HAD worked for Witch Weekly after all. Lifting his head ~~and trying to look a bit taller~~ when the first of the group entered, Basil nodded his head towards the young woman and attempted a smile. Meh, real smiles would come after he had had some coffee. "Miss Wheatborn," he greeted, not moving from the table he was leaning on just yet. "You are in the right place and thank you for being on time." Yep. Kudos to her. She wouldn't have to deal with the jammed printing press. ...........THAT ONE! Yeah. THAT ONE! The one who had sent the headshot with his application and all that. THAT ONE! Basil opened his mouth to speak, but then just ended up STARING at the young man and he whipped off his sunglasses. Merlin. This one reminded him of some of the pigheaded Gryffindors he had attended Hogwarts with. ..........sup. Right. "It is, but you should go....," Basil replied with an eyebrow raise before the next of the new recruits came in and... WOAH WOAH WOAH WHAT?! Okay, THIS one could work on fixing the jammed printing press. "Miss Dixon....I am Mr. Skeeter," he said, EYEING the sunglasses wonder boy. Was this because of his height? HMMM?! Was this young woman implying that he was not TALL enough to be an editor?! HMM!? Basil wasn't aware that there was a height requirement to be Editor-in-Chief? HMMMM?! Keeping an EYE on you Miss Dixon. TWO OF THEM! And then poster boy left for HIS office after demanding coffee from the crowd. Merlin help him... "No need to fetch...whatever he just ordered," Basil said with a wave of the hand. Whatever it was sounded rather disgusting anyway. Basil, however, would like some coffee. It might calm his nerves and the vein that was twitching in his forehead. At least the next young man to walk in wasn't acting like a prideful hippofriff. "Mr. Rush," Basil nodded as the next young lady made her appearance. "Miss Hudson." Good. Politeness. Lack of unnecessary sunglasses. Good. "Ah, Mr. Kim. If you would head directly to my office I will be with you shortly," Basil instructed. He needed to do slightly different things with his entry level applicants. Oh bloody hell. Was Basil supposed to be impressed by the use of a foreign language? Too bad. This one was on his watch list too. Yep. He could work with Miss Dixon on the jammed printing press. "Mr. Goldstein." When one of his own employees entered the room Basil felt slightly relieved. At least he knew that there would be someone else with at least a half sane head on their shoulders. Kids these days.... and he was told that Hufflepuffs in his day had pygmy puffs for brains. Basil nodded his head towards Willow before the talk of coffee started up again. Best to just get things going then. Ahem. Clearing his throat, Basil stepped away from the desk and clapped his hands together loudly to catch everyone's attention. "Hello and welcome to the Daily Prophet," he greeted. "I am Basil Skeeter, Editor-in-Chief of the Daily Prophet but you may address me as Mr. Skeeter." Get it? Good. "*I do not like* caramel and only take my coffee black." FOR THE RECORD. But Miss Hudson got a nod for remembering that ridiculous order. Good, she had keen ears. Basil knew where to assign her. "As interns here at the Daily Prophet, you will be asked to assist myself and my staff doing various tasks and your schedules will vary depending on those tasks. While summer vacation is short, I expect you all to give us your best effort." Because they could be used for references for future employment and university. Yep yep. "Miss Dixon, Mr. Goldstein. I would like for you two to help out in our offices. Our printing presses are jammed at the moment and need repair, but as Hogwarts students this shouldn't prove too much of a problem for you. Afterwards, I would like you to assist my writers in printing issues of the Daily Prophet." Were they writing this down? Yes? Did they bring a changes of clothes with them? It was likely to get messy with ink potentially spraying all over the place. Basil then turned his attention to Miss Hudson and Mr. Rush. "I would like for you two to take already printed issues of the Daily Prophet and deliver them to various shops in Diagon Alley," he instructed with a firm nod. "While you are out, I want you to keep your ears alert for anything news worthy and report back to me." Yep. That was their task. Finally, Basil turned his attention to kudos girl. "Miss Wheatborn, I would like you to shadow Miss Garrick. Learn the tricks of the trade and assist her with anything that comes up." Willow was one of his more busy employees, dipping her quill in various places, and Miss Wheatborn seemed eager to learn. Pausing here, Basil looked around at the group. 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