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SilverTiger · 02-12-2013, 09:28 AM

Text Cut: Tasha, Wes, Izzy

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Originally Posted by Nordic Witch

This night and event was going to make it official. A slightly nerve-racking but equally exhilarating feeling Tasha thought to herself. It was the first time in a long time that she was attending a society event with a date. In recent years she had gone solo to all the ministry functions. After the divorce from her ex-husband now many years ago she had dated sparingly and enjoyed single life to the fullest. Every girl dreamed of eternal love with that certain someone and she was no exception. Maybe she could find it with Dorian she pondered as she walked beside him into the ministry building. It was going to be interesting to see how her sister would react to them coming together and also how Wesley would react. It was important to her that Wesley approved more than she had thought at first. Tasha valued Wesley’s opinion even more so now after they had worked together, to make things work for the twins during Izzy’s illness.

Pulling off the scarf from her around her shoulder's Tasha pushed it gingerly down into her purse. Taking a hold of Dorian’s offered arm she said as they came up to the entrance to for the event smiling. "Let's check out the dining area first. I want to see what kind of food and refreshments the buffet table has to offer." It was best to eat something before the debate kicked off. Tasha doubted there would be much time to eat as the debate went on and she wanted to dance too.

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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl

It was back to work time already, wasn't it. Wes would never admit out loud that he was a workaholic, but well, deep down inside he knew he was. And so was Izzy. He wasn't even frowning ~~for once~~ as he entered the ballroom with his wife on his arm because he was kind of... glad to be back here.

"Place looks nice," Wes commented to Iz as they walked in and took a look around. His tie was choking him already but it had handsome stripes on it so he figured he'd keep it on for the first hour at least. "Wonder when the...."

He trailed off, forgetting the rest of his sentence for a moment when he recognized the couple just in front of them. Merlin's beard, that wasn't Dorian, one of his old Gryffindor pals and current division head, and Tasha, his sister-in-law, was it?! There, together??!? OH BUT IT WAS. Just look at them, trying to sneak off to the food table already.

"DORIAN," Wes boomed, making his presence known just behind them. He quickened his pace to catch up to the pair, unwittingly dragging Izzy along too probably. "And Tasha," he greeted the pretty lady as well. "How ARE you two DOING today?"

Wes was smiling now, more like smirking, but smiling nonetheless.

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Originally Posted by RachieRu

The holiday had not been long enough. Not at all. She could've easily gotten used to the nice hot temperature that she had gotten used to on their holiday. But it was back to work now. At least there was going to be a nice new years party though. Isobel liked the sound of that though. She liked a good party. She'd get to see all her employees again too. She hadn't seen them that much recently, not with her being quarantined. So today would be a good time to catch up with everyone.

"It does look nice." She nodded, glancing around. They'd done a good joob. She smirked a little as she noticed him messing with his tie. "I told you not wear a tie." She knew her man, and she knew he really wasn't into wearing ties. He looked pretty good though. She'd already told him that though, no need to repeat it here. She frowned though as she suddenly pulled her off somewhere.

"Wes" She groaned as they fell into pace with Dorian and her sister. Tasha. Ahh. Interesting. She smiled at them both. "Hey Tash, Dorian." How nice it was to seem them here. Together. She glanced up at her husband, smirking a little. Did he see it too?

Dorian could tell that Natasha felt just as nervous about what could happen while they were at the event that night, and not only because he was fairly observant due to his job. It wasn’t surprising at all that they would both not be entirely sure how certain people would take them announcing that they were in fact now dating, and that was without him knowing just how much of a predicament he had been in not that long ago. He knew that she had met Roxanne, and that there had been the slightest bit of awkwardness when it came to his colleague, but that didn’t mean she knew the nature of the awkwardness. He hadn’t had to escape any situations by falling eight feet to a stone floor lately, which meant that he felt things would be calmed down until he’d noticed the figure of said Wizengamot jurisprudent and board candidate storming past them with a dark look. Apparently things hadn’t gotten quite as understood as he had assumed, but she hadn’t said anything. Therefore he wouldn’t open up that drama either. She could just stay over talking to those other men and he’d stay with Natasha.

“That sounds like a good idea. Before it gets crowded and picked over,” he agreed, glancing down at her as she had taken his offered arm and preparing to head in that direction with her. They would have to pass others, but that wasn’t something he was going to hide from anymore. However, as soon as he had raised his head again to start walking, the loud sound of someone saying his name echoed through the room and he forced himself to turn to greet Wes with a vaguely amused look on his face, sending a brief nod over at Isobel at his friend and boss’ side. There was no chance of staying incognito anymore. “Wes, Isobel. You look well,” he replied dryly. There wasn’t any way to sidestep anything now, not with the almost matching smirks on both of their faces. They didn’t seem disapproving. If anything, they found something amusing. “I’m doing quite well, now that things have calmed down a bit again.” he wasn’t saying anything else, and he certainly wasn’t going to bring up the illness. Isobel looked entirely healthy now, though, which was good.

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Originally Posted by PhoenixRising

So Andrew had totally and unintentionally skived off the first debates. From what he heard though, he hadn't missed much, except for the potential to be dunked. He liked the air, not water. He had briefly met with his supposed 'campaign manager', Penney or something, who seemed like a decent enough guy. But he just hoped that the guy wouldn't be too heartbroken with his decision that he came to the other night.

He dressed nicely for tonight's affairs, even donning a black tie, but mostly he was on a mission. One that didn't involve talking to strays or even discussing the matters with his manager. "Excuse me ...." Andrew said, making his way through the crowds, his sights set on the large stage area at the front of the room. That was where he would find where he needed to be.

So his candidate had skived off the first debate. That hadn’t dampened Covington’s spirit one bit, and he had instead located an owl to contact Andrew Rose and make his introductions. He couldn’t exactly use his own, on the chance it would get recognized by someone, but he wasn’t about to let his candidate stay in hiding forever. It didn’t matter if he was having second thoughts, misgivings, an aversion to Hogsmeade, whatever had made him miss the first debate. Covington had been determined to get him to the second, and besides, it was a party. If anything, that should have gotten the other man’s interest, and the actual face-to-face meeting that had occurred after the owl contact had assured him that he still hadn’t failed yet. He wasn’t going to fail, he never failed, and the very fact the party was happening at a place he was both familiar with and hadn’t exactly seen under the most exciting of circumstances in the past wasn’t going to make him falter yet.

He wasn’t about to let people escape, either, and he wove his way through the sparse crowds as he’d seen his target, making sure to give a smile and a few words to most of those he passed. No reason he couldn’t ingratiate himself with the people who would be doing the voting, even if he wasn’t the one being elected. Besides, it was a New Year’s event, and that meant the possibility of getting something more out of someone who so far was a mystery later on. He just had to make sure that he kept people interested, but first was connecting with Mr. Rose. “Andrew, my man,” he said, clapping him on the shoulder as they reached the stage. “Making sure everything’s to your liking for the debate later?” Being comfortable with the environment was an advantage, for sure. He himself was comfortable in any situation, but not everyone was. He knew Andrew would keep things interesting, at least.

02-12-2013, 09:28 AM	#29 (permalink)
SilverTiger Crumple-Horned Snorkack Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: SoCal sighs(GMT-8) Posts: 111,213 Hogwarts RPG Name: Giselle Barrington Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Arienne Morgenstern Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Simone Wild Slytherin Third Year x5 x3	And we see Roxanne's looks ;) (and Melissa and her husband) Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict Text Cut: Tasha, Wes, Izzy Quote: Originally Posted by Nordic Witch This night and event was going to make it official. A slightly nerve-racking but equally exhilarating feeling Tasha thought to herself. It was the first time in a long time that she was attending a society event with a date. In recent years she had gone solo to all the ministry functions. After the divorce from her ex-husband now many years ago she had dated sparingly and enjoyed single life to the fullest. Every girl dreamed of eternal love with that certain someone and she was no exception. Maybe she could find it with Dorian she pondered as she walked beside him into the ministry building. It was going to be interesting to see how her sister would react to them coming together and also how Wesley would react. It was important to her that Wesley approved more than she had thought at first. Tasha valued Wesley’s opinion even more so now after they had worked together, to make things work for the twins during Izzy’s illness. Pulling off the scarf from her around her shoulder's Tasha pushed it gingerly down into her purse. Taking a hold of Dorian’s offered arm she said as they came up to the entrance to for the event smiling. "Let's check out the dining area first. I want to see what kind of food and refreshments the buffet table has to offer." It was best to eat something before the debate kicked off. Tasha doubted there would be much time to eat as the debate went on and she wanted to dance too. Quote: Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl It was back to work time already, wasn't it. Wes would never admit out loud that he was a workaholic, but well, deep down inside he knew he was. And so was Izzy. He wasn't even frowning ~~for once~~ as he entered the ballroom with his wife on his arm because he was kind of... glad to be back here. "Place looks nice," Wes commented to Iz as they walked in and took a look around. His tie was choking him already but it had handsome stripes on it so he figured he'd keep it on for the first hour at least. "Wonder when the...." He trailed off, forgetting the rest of his sentence for a moment when he recognized the couple just in front of them. Merlin's beard, that wasn't Dorian, one of his old Gryffindor pals and current division head, and Tasha, his sister-in-law, was it?! There, together??!? OH BUT IT WAS. Just look at them, trying to sneak off to the food table already. "DORIAN," Wes boomed, making his presence known just behind them. He quickened his pace to catch up to the pair, unwittingly dragging Izzy along too probably. "And Tasha," he greeted the pretty lady as well. "How ARE you two DOING today?" Wes was smiling now, more like smirking, but smiling nonetheless. Quote: Originally Posted by RachieRu The holiday had not been long enough. Not at all. She could've easily gotten used to the nice hot temperature that she had gotten used to on their holiday. But it was back to work now. At least there was going to be a nice new years party though. Isobel liked the sound of that though. She liked a good party. She'd get to see all her employees again too. She hadn't seen them that much recently, not with her being quarantined. So today would be a good time to catch up with everyone. "It does look nice." She nodded, glancing around. They'd done a good joob. She smirked a little as she noticed him messing with his tie. "I told you not wear a tie." She knew her man, and she knew he really wasn't into wearing ties. He looked pretty good though. She'd already told him that though, no need to repeat it here. She frowned though as she suddenly pulled her off somewhere. "Wes" She groaned as they fell into pace with Dorian and her sister. Tasha. Ahh. Interesting. She smiled at them both. "Hey Tash, Dorian." How nice it was to seem them here. Together. She glanced up at her husband, smirking a little. Did he see it too? Dorian could tell that Natasha felt just as nervous about what could happen while they were at the event that night, and not only because he was fairly observant due to his job. It wasn’t surprising at all that they would both not be entirely sure how certain people would take them announcing that they were in fact now dating, and that was without him knowing just how much of a predicament he had been in not that long ago. He knew that she had met Roxanne, and that there had been the slightest bit of awkwardness when it came to his colleague, but that didn’t mean she knew the nature of the awkwardness. He hadn’t had to escape any situations by falling eight feet to a stone floor lately, which meant that he felt things would be calmed down until he’d noticed the figure of said Wizengamot jurisprudent and board candidate storming past them with a dark look. Apparently things hadn’t gotten quite as understood as he had assumed, but she hadn’t said anything. Therefore he wouldn’t open up that drama either. She could just stay over talking to those other men and he’d stay with Natasha. “That sounds like a good idea. Before it gets crowded and picked over,” he agreed, glancing down at her as she had taken his offered arm and preparing to head in that direction with her. They would have to pass others, but that wasn’t something he was going to hide from anymore. However, as soon as he had raised his head again to start walking, the loud sound of someone saying his name echoed through the room and he forced himself to turn to greet Wes with a vaguely amused look on his face, sending a brief nod over at Isobel at his friend and boss’ side. There was no chance of staying incognito anymore. “Wes, Isobel. You look well,” he replied dryly. There wasn’t any way to sidestep anything now, not with the almost matching smirks on both of their faces. They didn’t seem disapproving. If anything, they found something amusing. “I’m doing quite well, now that things have calmed down a bit again.” he wasn’t saying anything else, and he certainly wasn’t going to bring up the illness. Isobel looked entirely healthy now, though, which was good. ---------- Quote: Originally Posted by PhoenixRising So Andrew had totally and unintentionally skived off the first debates. From what he heard though, he hadn't missed much, except for the potential to be dunked. He liked the air, not water. He had briefly met with his supposed 'campaign manager', Penney or something, who seemed like a decent enough guy. But he just hoped that the guy wouldn't be too heartbroken with his decision that he came to the other night. He dressed nicely for tonight's affairs, even donning a black tie, but mostly he was on a mission. One that didn't involve talking to strays or even discussing the matters with his manager. "Excuse me ...." Andrew said, making his way through the crowds, his sights set on the large stage area at the front of the room. That was where he would find where he needed to be. So his candidate had skived off the first debate. That hadn’t dampened Covington’s spirit one bit, and he had instead located an owl to contact Andrew Rose and make his introductions. He couldn’t exactly use his own, on the chance it would get recognized by someone, but he wasn’t about to let his candidate stay in hiding forever. It didn’t matter if he was having second thoughts, misgivings, an aversion to Hogsmeade, whatever had made him miss the first debate. Covington had been determined to get him to the second, and besides, it was a party. If anything, that should have gotten the other man’s interest, and the actual face-to-face meeting that had occurred after the owl contact had assured him that he still hadn’t failed yet. He wasn’t going to fail, he never failed, and the very fact the party was happening at a place he was both familiar with and hadn’t exactly seen under the most exciting of circumstances in the past wasn’t going to make him falter yet. He wasn’t about to let people escape, either, and he wove his way through the sparse crowds as he’d seen his target, making sure to give a smile and a few words to most of those he passed. No reason he couldn’t ingratiate himself with the people who would be doing the voting, even if he wasn’t the one being elected. Besides, it was a New Year’s event, and that meant the possibility of getting something more out of someone who so far was a mystery later on. He just had to make sure that he kept people interested, but first was connecting with Mr. Rose. “Andrew, my man,” he said, clapping him on the shoulder as they reached the stage. “Making sure everything’s to your liking for the debate later?” Being comfortable with the environment was an advantage, for sure. He himself was comfortable in any situation, but not everyone was. He knew Andrew would keep things interesting, at least. __________________ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me, at tea time, everybody agrees ...It must be exhausting, always rooting for the anti-hero ♥ ♥ ♥