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emjay · 02-25-2014, 12:22 AM

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Originally Posted by Holmesian Feline

The smile on the woman turned department head turned more amusing and Simon relaxed. They were in full ministry work mode and not lingering on what happened or might have happened over the holiday break. "Its likely in the cards," he answered with a nod. "One of the tasks of security is to check everything out. Even harder now but..." he broke off with a shrug. It was his job and he would do it to the best of his ability.

"At least its bright and airy, unlike the underground we're in." A place that hadn't been modified by the charms that allowed some comfort in the ministry's true come despite being underground as well.

Mariel's amused smile eased into a friendly grin as Simon expressed the likelihood of his visiting her department. Hers was one a little more remote than some of the others and it was easy to feel isolated. Not that she was exactly the social butterfly, especially when there were more important matters to tend to regarding her job, but she certainly wouldn't mind the occasional visitor, especially when that person's job was to somehow benefit her own workspace. "We'll certainly look forward to it then," she returned in kind. "I'm certain we could do with a security check and have a few spells put into place." It certainly wasn't what she was used to, but they were making do the best they could as she was sure everyone else was. The brunette nodded her understanding, knowing the challenges of all the departments as of late.

"I suppose that's true," Mariel agreed with a light shrug. She wasn't so sure she'd enjoy being underground any more than she loved her condemned airplane hangar, though she didn't know the conditions of his location either. It could very well be cleaner for all she knew. And warmer. "A little too airy, perhaps. February is a bit too cold for that large open space. I've cast some heating charms but I really need to see about getting someone from Climate Control out there." Not his area of expertise, she knew, just where the conversation had led. In fact, she had quite a few work orders to put in and Merlin knew how long they would take knowing most of the other departments would need the same things.

SPOILER!!: Anthony and Victoria + mentions of Langen and Saxon

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Originally Posted by Govoni

Anthony smirked at Mrs. Sassy-Blonde-Pants when she corrected his usage of Mrs. At least the blonde didn't appear to be at her wits end this afternoon...and he supposed he'd never live that down. Lourdes Black. Victoria's blunt comment. Hilarity. He gave said blonde a winning smile. "Well, won't that be a shame?" His tone was teasing. "I've worn my best fedora and everything." Anthony's stance was casual and easy, the playful remarks rolling off his tongue with superficial meaning. He wasn't running this show today...So, it was nice to relax and enjoy himself. Among friends. Perhaps.

Eyes flicking back to Mariel, his amusement was clear. "The pleasure is all mine...and yes, I did start keeping a running list of patronuses." He shook his head, a tinge of annoyance creeping into his voice, though he wasn't annoyed at all. As a leader in various capacities over the years, it was true he'd never been worked over so hard...but it was also disguised opportunity. Reasons made that bearable.

To humor her comment about his style, Anthony broke away from Victoria and offered a manly twirl, showing off his clothing. "I enjoy my suits." He grinned widely, glancing downward. "...and those are fierce shoes." There was a pause. "I'm equally fascinated and impressed that you were able to survive muggle transportation and walking the short distance here in those shoes. Kudos to you, Miss, for still standing."

Women...How insane you all are.

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Originally Posted by Bazinga

Victoria was assuming they were the smart ones. They hid from this foolish training like she should have, but now she was sitting on a dirty chair and being forced to be social. She closed her eyes for a second just to force the need to get up and walk out. All she wanted was her bed and possibly a small break, but neither were happening anytime soon so if this thing could just get on its way that would be nice. “Don’t worry they’ll probably be here soon. Most of us aren’t use to this muggle transportation they probably took the wrong bus or something.” She forced a laugh which sounded to forced so she stopped. She hated how forced she was in every situation anymore. She just wanted things back to normal, but it didn’t seem possible anymore.

“Oh Anthony I know you will miss her looking at you, but don’t worry you’ll find a new girl to stare at you soon enough.” He really wasn’t that bad to look at so she wouldn’t be surprised. He was wearing his best what? She did give a curios eye, what man new those type of names. She had appreciated him actually noticing her when her old boss clearly had been ignoring, plus he did seem to have a sense of humor. She just wished she could enjoy it more. “So how long is this thing going to last, do either of you know?” They were department heads they should know things like this, right? Then there was a twirl? Another curious look came over her. Was he? Nah she threw the thoughts off and even if he was she didn’t care. Looking down at Mariel’s shoes she did envy the woman to still care to wear those. Her own flats weren’t looking as nice anymore, but meh effort she just didn’t have it. Since the other two seemed to be conversing now she took the time to blend into the dirty old chair again.

Victoria looked around while Mariel and Anthony talked when she noticed another G&S employee. She gave Langen a wave. If the girl wanted to come over she could.

Sure, Mariel could agree with that, not fond at all of the public bus rides she had to endure. "That's a possibility," she told Victoria with a shrug. If it hadn't been for the past couple weeks she had gotten used to the bus in addition to the map she had pored over she could have very well gotten on the wrong bus or off at the wrong stop. She could give them a few minutes leeway, but honestly they had ample time to get used to Muggle transportation as well having to use it for work now. And that didn't explain something odd to Mariel. "Didn't Charely come with you?" Something seemed very off to her lately and, while there could be very good reason that the woman's fiance was nowhere in Mariel's immediate line of vision, the fact that they weren't together only heightened her supposition.

Tilting her head back towards Anthony, she offered him an appreciative nod. Manners, this one had, and she thought more in the Ministry could take a note there. An amused smile grew at his words however, though she certainly could relate to any annoyance that might be underlying. The faultiness so rampant in the Ministry last year frustrated her to no end and she wasn't the one who would ultimately be responsible for fixing the messes. "That would not surprise me in the slightest," she managed a chuckle, imagining his department probably got sick of seeing them. "I'm certain you have no shortage of challenges this year either though even without the regular patronus." Of course they'd have their own set of difficulties as did every department now, but she'd also expect at least the maintenance side to at least have a hand into solving their lockout problems as well. Another reason why she didn't insist on more assistance with the difficulties in her own department, at least not yet.

Oh a twirl for her, how fun. Mariel allowed an amused smirk to grace her lips before glancing down at her shoes. They were pretty fierce, weren't they? "Please, these are nothing," she said, lifting her eyes again as she casually lifted a hand with a dismissive air. "Of course they have the appropriate comfort charms. I could run a marathon in these if I needed to." Not that she would. Of course she had trainers for anything truly athletic, appropriate shoes for appropriate settings. "I just don't see the crime in looking presentable," she added, smiling more naturally. It was important to look her best, almost as important as doing her best, and she could manage both. She'd think he'd agree as he obviously knew how to dress himself.

Green eyes shifted back to Victoria at her question and she thought over what was written on the memo. "About two hours, I believe." And to be honest, she hoped it wasn't any longer than that. The 28 year old knew enough about Muggles, there really wasn't that much on the subject, was there? And she didn't fancy being bored to tears today. Seeing Victoria's wave, Mariel followed her line of vision. Oh good, there were two more of her employees now. The brunette gave a smile and approving nod to both Langen and Saxon. If they wanted to join them, it'd be alright with her.. but she was just pleased to see them follow through.

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Originally Posted by Becky

Nodding to Dorian when he approached, Charles glanced around again. "Well Gidyun and I don't exactly get along, and he knows I already know how to work around muggles since I did for years, so this just makes this even more excruciating for me." He shook his head in frustration. Tasha frowning at his arm made Charles look down at himself, but obviously he couldn't see the spot. It was on the back of his arm! He took off his suit jacket to examine to spot and it took all of his self control to not say something he really shouldn't say in the presence of a lady. "This had better come off." he stared at the spot. "This is my favourite suit." It was likely he'd brushed up against something on the way in, since this place was a DUMP.

"Sounds like International Cooperation got the best deal so far. We've got a third floor old office that's been spruced up. It has cubicles and I claimed an office for myself." he told them, not to make them jealous, but to help them understand why he was SO appalled.

It looked like they were about to get started. Mariel noticed the grumpy man in the dungarees move more towards the center of the room, possibly to command attention, and the brunette looked in his direction. In her line of vision however, the 28 year old caught sight of another man, one that was well-dressed. She could appreciate his suit and threw a light smile in his direction, which soon faltered as she became ore attuned to his conversation. Had his suit been ruined?

Mariel took a step towards the man and his friends, leaning a little closer. "Impervius charms work wonders," she offered helpfully with a slightly bigger smile. Especially in the environment in which most of them now had to work. Not that it would really help him now, but for future reference. Mariel made sure all the clothing she wore to work had those charms in place.

SPOILER!!: Oliver, Aron, Emily + mention of Rusty

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Originally Posted by Mell

Yep. One in every crowd.

Oliver inhaled through his nose very deeply before exhaling slowly out of his mouth. It probably wouldn't look good if he took his wand and just transfigured her clothing which is something he really wanted to do.

"Right. Well don't come complaining to me later."

"Okay everyone, can I have your attention please?" He shot a look at high heel lady because he just had the feeling she was going to be difficult. "In the light of recent events it was decided that we all need some training on muggle evasion, concealment and disillusionment." Pause. "So who here knows the different ways to evade muggles?"

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Emily meandered through the gathering of people, avoiding touching them and so forth, though occasionally she blew in their ear or the back of their neck for fun, nudging the lack of their leg so their knee gave out expectantly. The beauty of it was, since the action was so deliberate and indeed unexpected, the sensation of their knee giving way was the perfect masking agent to her touch.

Wandering around, she was able to see who was engaging, and who was coming to socialise, she tsk tsk tsk'd in her head as she witnessed the chatters, they had her eyes on them -- and they didn't even know it. They obviously needed this training exercise and were too foolish to see it.

"Brownie points to Escalante," Emily chimed, her voice projecting over the throng of people -- even the chatty ones. "Disillusionment or camouflage, and invisibility... are perhaps the easier ways to evade muggles... and magical folk alike." See? Or no, they wouldn't... she was still very much camouflaged by the charm.

"But many of you are on the right track..." she added, her voice coming from again a different area of the gymnasium, she was on the move. "Transfiguration also works a treat, if you're convincing enough." Such as Aron, excellent sofa he is, comfortable one too. Especially considering that new DERP Head made herself at home on him. Heh. "Though by all means you're not restricted to these options."

Having reached Oliver's side, Emily broke the charm with a wandless finite, and let the people see her. She wiggled the small brush coated with red paint at them. Conversation and growling in their direction worked best when there was eye contact, not that she was growling, she wasn't... yet. But anything was possible. "Blending in with muggle attire, sure, you can. But it's perhaps too generic, and I expect more from you lot.. not to mention, you are easily seen by muggles even if you're not wearing robes." Pfffttt.. they were not here to play dress ups ok? Ok? She did not sign up to run a dress ups session with Aron and Oliver, because the mere thought of it had her wanting to gag.
"I would have also accepted emergency apparition," she added nonchalantly. "That being said, I'm sure you're all smart enough not to do so with muggles actually watching you - but we'll get to statute violation prevention later."

Emily wanted to get to the fun bit, no point dilly dallying and chit chatting when there was work to be done and skills to be learnt or practiced.

"We're going to start by playing a little game, getting you evading and the like. But before we go through the activity and rules, those of you who I marked with red paint, could you please step forward?" ... because yes, that was all her doing. They were too oblivious to notice they'd been marked, Had she been a dark witch, they'd be dead. Be this a lesson learnt. Annnnnddd it was for fun, so, you know. "Check your elbows," she prompted, because she knew she'd tagged a few. Even one of her own MLEers, were they brave enough to front up? Heh.

Mariel had been correct in her thinking after observing Jenkins' body language, they were about to start, and green eyes flickered back up to the man in charge of this training seminar. Oh was he looking right at her? She shot him a knowing grin. Mhm, she could handle this muggle stuff and look good doing it.

Evade muggles. Merlin, that word made it sound like they were running from mad hoardes and she could not help the soft chuckle that escaped because of that mental image. She was highly amused though she knew that was most likely an inappropriate response and tried her best to focus. This was important for her and her employees and she quickly composed herself as she listened to the offered responses. Blending in.. obvious, no? Mariel wasn't sure what she expected and her eyes began to wander, soon landing on someone she was sure looked familiar (Rusty). Easy on the eyes, certainly, but she had difficulty placing him so she soon settled for a friendly smile in his direction before pulling her eyes away to once again try for attentive.

A tickle of air at her ear startled her and she instinctively swatted a hand in that direction as she sharply turned her head. Nothing there. Odd. She narrowed her eyes, then turned around behind her at the sound of a commotion. What was going on there? Some sort of concealment, she supposed, though she was even more grateful now that she hadn't sat on any of the filthy chairs. Merlin knew what she would have really been sitting on. Alright.. focusing. Disillusionment? She did rather enjoy that charm and she glanced over at the man who offered that answer when her eyes snapped up as she heard a very loud Emily Browne. Though she didn't see her.

Green eyes tried to focus on several spots around the gymnasium as the voice moved.. disillusioned herself, perhaps. Mariel smirked lightly to herself as the woman soon appeared. Nice entrance. Though.. red paint on elbows? She knew the suited man had already been targeted and she sort of hoped her own attire hadn't been victimized. Mariel glanced at her own elbows before glancing up to see Victoria headed up to the center of the room.

02-25-2014, 12:22 AM	#82 (permalink)
emjay DMAC & DERP Pygmy Puff Join Date: Jun 2008 Location: working Posts: 18,082 Hogwarts RPG Name: Phoenix Marchbanks Ravenclaw Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Wiley Whittebrook Hufflepuff Second Year x12 x5	idk how to make short posts :/ Unforgivably Cursed \| adultescent Quote: Originally Posted by Holmesian Feline The smile on the woman turned department head turned more amusing and Simon relaxed. They were in full ministry work mode and not lingering on what happened or might have happened over the holiday break. "Its likely in the cards," he answered with a nod. "One of the tasks of security is to check everything out. Even harder now but..." he broke off with a shrug. It was his job and he would do it to the best of his ability. "At least its bright and airy, unlike the underground we're in." A place that hadn't been modified by the charms that allowed some comfort in the ministry's true come despite being underground as well. Mariel's amused smile eased into a friendly grin as Simon expressed the likelihood of his visiting her department. Hers was one a little more remote than some of the others and it was easy to feel isolated. Not that she was exactly the social butterfly, especially when there were more important matters to tend to regarding her job, but she certainly wouldn't mind the occasional visitor, especially when that person's job was to somehow benefit her own workspace. "We'll certainly look forward to it then," she returned in kind. "I'm certain we could do with a security check and have a few spells put into place." It certainly wasn't what she was used to, but they were making do the best they could as she was sure everyone else was. The brunette nodded her understanding, knowing the challenges of all the departments as of late. "I suppose that's true," Mariel agreed with a light shrug. She wasn't so sure she'd enjoy being underground any more than she loved her condemned airplane hangar, though she didn't know the conditions of his location either. It could very well be cleaner for all she knew. And warmer. "A little too airy, perhaps. February is a bit too cold for that large open space. I've cast some heating charms but I really need to see about getting someone from Climate Control out there." Not his area of expertise, she knew, just where the conversation had led. In fact, she had quite a few work orders to put in and Merlin knew how long they would take knowing most of the other departments would need the same things. SPOILER!!: Anthony and Victoria + mentions of Langen and Saxon Quote: Originally Posted by Govoni Anthony smirked at Mrs. Sassy-Blonde-Pants when she corrected his usage of Mrs. At least the blonde didn't appear to be at her wits end this afternoon...and he supposed he'd never live that down. Lourdes Black. Victoria's blunt comment. Hilarity. He gave said blonde a winning smile. "Well, won't that be a shame?" His tone was teasing. "I've worn my best fedora and everything." Anthony's stance was casual and easy, the playful remarks rolling off his tongue with superficial meaning. He wasn't running this show today...So, it was nice to relax and enjoy himself. Among friends. Perhaps. Eyes flicking back to Mariel, his amusement was clear. *"The pleasure is all mine...and yes, I did* start keeping a running list of patronuses."** He shook his head, a tinge of annoyance creeping into his voice, though he wasn't annoyed at all. As a leader in various capacities over the years, it was true he'd never been worked over so hard...but it was also disguised opportunity. Reasons made that bearable. To humor her comment about his style, Anthony broke away from Victoria and offered a manly twirl, showing off his clothing. "I enjoy my suits." He grinned widely, glancing downward. "...and those are fierce shoes." There was a pause. "I'm equally fascinated and impressed that you were able to survive muggle transportation and walking the short distance here in those shoes. Kudos to you, Miss, for still standing." Women...How insane you all are. Quote: Originally Posted by Bazinga Victoria was assuming they were the smart ones. They hid from this foolish training like she should have, but now she was sitting on a dirty chair and being forced to be social. She closed her eyes for a second just to force the need to get up and walk out. All she wanted was her bed and possibly a small break, but neither were happening anytime soon so if this thing could just get on its way that would be nice. “Don’t worry they’ll probably be here soon. Most of us aren’t use to this muggle transportation they probably took the wrong bus or something.” She forced a laugh which sounded to forced so she stopped. She hated how forced she was in every situation anymore. She just wanted things back to normal, but it didn’t seem possible anymore. “Oh Anthony I know you will miss her looking at you, but don’t worry you’ll find a new girl to stare at you soon enough.” He really wasn’t that bad to look at so she wouldn’t be surprised. He was wearing his best what? She did give a curios eye, what man new those type of names. She had appreciated him actually noticing her when her old boss clearly had been ignoring, plus he did seem to have a sense of humor. She just wished she could enjoy it more. “So how long is this thing going to last, do either of you know?” They were department heads they should know things like this, right? Then there was a twirl? Another curious look came over her. Was he? Nah she threw the thoughts off and even if he was she didn’t care. Looking down at Mariel’s shoes she did envy the woman to still care to wear those. Her own flats weren’t looking as nice anymore, but meh effort she just didn’t have it. Since the other two seemed to be conversing now she took the time to blend into the dirty old chair again. Victoria looked around while Mariel and Anthony talked when she noticed another G&S employee. She gave Langen a wave. If the girl wanted to come over she could. Sure, Mariel could agree with that, not fond at all of the public bus rides she had to endure. "That's a possibility," she told Victoria with a shrug. If it hadn't been for the past couple weeks she had gotten used to the bus in addition to the map she had pored over she could have very well gotten on the wrong bus or off at the wrong stop. She could give them a few minutes leeway, but honestly they had ample time to get used to Muggle transportation as well having to use it for work now. And that didn't explain something odd to Mariel. "Didn't Charely come with you?" Something seemed very off to her lately and, while there could be very good reason that the woman's fiance was nowhere in Mariel's immediate line of vision, the fact that they weren't together only heightened her supposition. Tilting her head back towards Anthony, she offered him an appreciative nod. Manners, this one had, and she thought more in the Ministry could take a note there. An amused smile grew at his words however, though she certainly could relate to any annoyance that might be underlying. The faultiness so rampant in the Ministry last year frustrated her to no end and she wasn't the one who would ultimately be responsible for fixing the messes. "That would not surprise me in the slightest," she managed a chuckle, imagining his department probably got sick of seeing them. "I'm certain you have no shortage of challenges this year either though even without the regular patronus." Of course they'd have their own set of difficulties as did every department now, but she'd also expect at least the maintenance side to at least have a hand into solving their lockout problems as well. Another reason why she didn't insist on more assistance with the difficulties in her own department, at least not yet. Oh a twirl for her, how fun. Mariel allowed an amused smirk to grace her lips before glancing down at her shoes. They were pretty fierce, weren't they? "Please, these are nothing," she said, lifting her eyes again as she casually lifted a hand with a dismissive air. "Of course they have the appropriate comfort charms. I could run a marathon in these if I needed to." Not that she would. Of course she had trainers for anything truly athletic, appropriate shoes for appropriate settings. "I just don't see the crime in looking presentable," she added, smiling more naturally. It was important to look her best, almost as important as doing her best, and she could manage both. She'd think he'd agree as he obviously knew how to dress himself. Green eyes shifted back to Victoria at her question and she thought over what was written on the memo. "About two hours, I believe." And to be honest, she hoped it wasn't any longer than that. The 28 year old knew enough about Muggles, there really wasn't that much on the subject, was there? And she didn't fancy being bored to tears today. Seeing Victoria's wave, Mariel followed her line of vision. Oh good, there were two more of her employees now. The brunette gave a smile and approving nod to both Langen and Saxon. If they wanted to join them, it'd be alright with her.. but she was just pleased to see them follow through. Quote: Originally Posted by Becky Nodding to Dorian when he approached, Charles glanced around again. "Well Gidyun and I don't exactly get along, and he knows I already know how to work around muggles since I did for years, so this just makes this even more excruciating for me." He shook his head in frustration. Tasha frowning at his arm made Charles look down at himself, but obviously he couldn't see the spot. It was on the back of his arm! He took off his suit jacket to examine to spot and it took all of his self control to not say something he really shouldn't say in the presence of a lady. "This had better come off." he stared at the spot. "This is my favourite suit." It was likely he'd brushed up against something on the way in, since this place was a DUMP. "Sounds like International Cooperation got the best deal so far. We've got a third floor old office that's been spruced up. It has cubicles and I claimed an office for myself." he told them, not to make them jealous, but to help them understand why he was SO appalled. It looked like they were about to get started. Mariel noticed the grumpy man in the dungarees move more towards the center of the room, possibly to command attention, and the brunette looked in his direction. In her line of vision however, the 28 year old caught sight of another man, one that was well-dressed. She could appreciate his suit and threw a light smile in his direction, which soon faltered as she became ore attuned to his conversation. Had his suit been ruined? Mariel took a step towards the man and his friends, leaning a little closer. "Impervius charms work wonders," she offered helpfully with a slightly bigger smile. Especially in the environment in which most of them now had to work. Not that it would really help him now, but for future reference. Mariel made sure all the clothing she wore to work had those charms in place. SPOILER!!: Oliver, Aron, Emily + mention of Rusty Quote: Originally Posted by Mell Yep. One in every crowd. Oliver inhaled through his nose very deeply before exhaling slowly out of his mouth. It probably wouldn't look good if he took his wand and just transfigured her clothing which is something he really wanted to do. "Right. Well don't come complaining to me later." "Okay everyone, can I have your attention please?" He shot a look at high heel lady because he just had the feeling she was going to be difficult. "In the light of recent events it was decided that we all need some training on muggle evasion, concealment and disillusionment." Pause. "So who here knows the different ways to evade muggles?" Quote: Emily meandered through the gathering of people, avoiding touching them and so forth, though occasionally she blew in their ear or the back of their neck for fun, nudging the lack of their leg so their knee gave out expectantly. The beauty of it was, since the action was so deliberate and indeed unexpected, the sensation of their knee giving way was the perfect masking agent to her touch. Wandering around, she was able to see who was engaging, and who was coming to socialise, she tsk tsk tsk'd in her head as she witnessed the chatters, they had her eyes on them -- and they didn't even know it. They obviously needed this training exercise and were too foolish to see it. "Brownie points to Escalante," Emily chimed, her voice projecting over the throng of people -- even the chatty ones. "Disillusionment or camouflage, and invisibility... are perhaps the easier ways to evade muggles... and magical folk alike." See? Or no, they wouldn't... she was still very much camouflaged by the charm. "But many of you are on the right track..." she added, her voice coming from again a different area of the gymnasium, she was on the move. "Transfiguration also works a treat, if you're convincing enough." Such as Aron, excellent sofa he is, comfortable one too. Especially considering that new DERP Head made herself at home on him. Heh. "Though by all means you're not restricted to these options." Having reached Oliver's side, Emily broke the charm with a wandless finite, and let the people see her. She wiggled the small brush coated with red paint at them. Conversation and growling in their direction worked best when there was eye contact, not that she was growling, she wasn't... yet. But anything was possible. "Blending in with muggle attire, sure, you can. But it's perhaps too generic, and I expect more from you lot.. not to mention, you are easily seen by muggles even if you're not wearing robes." Pfffttt.. they were not here to play dress ups ok? Ok? She did not sign up to run a dress ups session with Aron and Oliver, because the mere thought of it had her wanting to gag. "I would have also accepted emergency apparition," she added nonchalantly. "That being said, I'm sure you're all smart enough not to do so with muggles actually watching you - but we'll get to statute violation prevention later." Emily wanted to get to the fun bit, no point dilly dallying and chit chatting when there was work to be done and skills to be learnt or practiced. "We're going to start by playing a little game, getting you evading and the like. But before we go through the activity and rules, those of you who I marked with red paint, could you please step forward?" ... because yes, that was all her doing. They were too oblivious to notice they'd been marked, Had she been a dark witch, they'd be dead. Be this a lesson learnt. Annnnnddd it was for fun, so, you know. "Check your elbows," she prompted, because she knew she'd tagged a few. Even one of her own MLEers, were they brave enough to front up? Heh. Mariel had been correct in her thinking after observing Jenkins' body language, they were about to start, and green eyes flickered back up to the man in charge of this training seminar. Oh was he looking right at her? She shot him a knowing grin. Mhm, she could handle this muggle stuff and look good doing it. Evade muggles. Merlin, that word made it sound like they were running from mad hoardes and she could not help the soft chuckle that escaped because of that mental image. She was highly amused though she knew that was most likely an inappropriate response and tried her best to focus. This was important for her and her employees and she quickly composed herself as she listened to the offered responses. Blending in.. obvious, no? Mariel wasn't sure what she expected and her eyes began to wander, soon landing on someone she was sure looked familiar (Rusty). Easy on the eyes, certainly, but she had difficulty placing him so she soon settled for a friendly smile in his direction before pulling her eyes away to once again try for attentive. A tickle of air at her ear startled her and she instinctively swatted a hand in that direction as she sharply turned her head. Nothing there. Odd. She narrowed her eyes, then turned around behind her at the sound of a commotion. What was going on there? Some sort of concealment, she supposed, though she was even more grateful now that she hadn't sat on any of the filthy chairs. Merlin knew what she would have really been sitting on. Alright.. focusing. Disillusionment? She did rather enjoy that charm and she glanced over at the man who offered that answer when her eyes snapped up as she heard a very loud Emily Browne. Though she didn't see her. Green eyes tried to focus on several spots around the gymnasium as the voice moved.. disillusioned herself, perhaps. Mariel smirked lightly to herself as the woman soon appeared. Nice entrance. Though.. red paint on elbows? She knew the suited man had already been targeted and she sort of hoped her own attire hadn't been victimized. Mariel glanced at her own elbows before glancing up to see Victoria headed up to the center of the room. __________________ started like a knight in a fairytale_______________________________________________ ended like a moth in flames______________________ ______________________don't you worry I'll be fine _________________________________________________you were good for the plot line Last edited by emjay; 02-25-2014 at 01:25 AM.