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ArianaBlack · 05-21-2014, 03:01 AM

Text Cut: Mariel

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Originally Posted by emjay

Right. He probably wouldn't know what was going on here, would he? Not when he was off in... the US, wasn't it? For at least a few years, she was pretty sure. But Mariel had been focused on his abruptness to really acknowledge that fact. She took a deep breath to calm her irritation before she began to fill him in. "It seems a lot has happened since you've been gone," she said, watching him as he looked at the mess. "Certainly not the welcome back you were hoping for, I'd assume..." Maybe that's where the attitude had come from and she could certainly understand that - her own patience for the situation had worn dangerously thin.

She didn't feel the need to comment on the mess last year and the mutants that ended up overrunning the Ministry, though Mariel did briefly wonder if there was a connection or maybe they were just cursed to have infliction after infliction. It was probably plenty to give him the condensed version of their current state - or at least as much as she knew of it. "After the Ministry closed for our annual holiday last December, we were unable to get back inside once it was to reopen for the new year. All of the traditional entry points were non-functioning. You couldn't even apparate inside. No one knew what was going on or why. While the Department Heads set to figure things out, all of our departments were temporarily relocated around Muggle London so we could continue work uninterrupted." She wasn't going to go into the details of their limited magic, use of Muggle transportation for a time, and, much like they had to do now, clean before they could even get started. It had been beyond frustrating.

"Not long ago," she continued, "a few of us got together to force our way back in." They still hadn't figured things out in that time and Mariel knew that being inside would probably give them a clue as to what was keeping them out. "This is pretty much what we've discovered," she added, gesturing to the mess around them both. "A rather large chizpurfle infestation has apparently caused all of this damage and that's what we're dealing with now. Not something any of us were happy to be welcomed with either, as I'm sure you can imagine." Especially not after they had been dealing with one seeming catastrophe after another for over a year now.

Well.. Blake seemed to be a team player so far and that was a good thing. Her team was exactly that.. a team. And she hoped the man would fit in seamlessly. "I appreciate that," she said as he got to work and she stepped back to the coffee cart to grab a bottle for herself. Once she returned, she gave him an approving nod as he worked and she began spraying at the other end of the room. With the two of them, they could make quick work of this room then see what else needed done. Maybe not much with the rest of her team working in other areas. "So, Blake," she began as she continued working. "I looked over your paperwork before we were back in the building. You're hoping to return to the Quidditch Division?" It would certainly seem that way from his credentials, but if he was looking for a different position, she supposed she could discuss that with them. Though with the things they had planned, she needed the bulk of the work to go to Quidditch. And then she should probably fill him in on the recent threats too, ugh..

Blake pulled on his collar, boy was it getting hot in here or, was that just him? Yeah he could tell that much. A lot definitely had happened. Maybe a bit too much. Or a lot too much. Yeah, this was waaay too much. And Blake was not okay with this. It was a mess. And it made him so uncomfortable. And claustrophobic. And tense. And it made him sweat. "Yeah... definitely not what I had been expecting," he said with a soft chuckle. Though he really did mean it. This was not a proper welcome. Actually, he expected banners and streamers and those noise maker things that are all the rage on muggle veletisions. Where was the band of coworkers hiding behind desks to yell surprise? Or was this a part of the surprise? Another part of their act, perhaps? HA. You can't fool Blake. He's got this all figured out. Very, veerrry clever guys. But awh they had gone through so much trouble to keep this hush-hush. Blake wouldn't want to spoil their fun. Good thing Blake is an excellent actor. He'd play along.

Wow, had the WHOLE ministry gone to ALL this effort just to welcome HIM back? They really did care! Awwh, Blake took a mental note to remember all the departments during christmas time. Ohoho, they even made such a believable back story. So much trouble, just for him! Entry points not functioning? HA. How likely. But very well thought out. Kudos to you, Mrs. New-Department-Head. Kudos to you. "Oooh, yeah that's awwwwfuuuul. Must've been reaaaally difficult to deal with." *Nods head in mock belief*

Chizpurfles? Did they buy millions of these nasty critters just to make things even more believable. Imagine the money spent on those things! WOW, they must really love Blake. A LOT. Not even the boys back on the old team liked him this much. He would've come back to work so much sooner, if he knew how much everyone had planned for him. "Chizpurfles. This is reaaaally a mess. Must've been soooo difficult these past few weeks," Hehe. He's got this act in the bag.

*AHEM* Now would be a really good time to come out guys. Guys? Where is everyone. Mrs. Department-Head-Woman, tell your staff to come out now. You're not actually supposed to make him clean. Where's the fun in that? The point is to surprise him, not tire him with all your dirty work. Blake looked around as he kept up his act and sprayed the place down. Where was everyone. Come to think of it, where would they even hide? Seeing as most things were broken up anyways, there wouldn't be any prime hiding spots. An invisibility robe maybe? Five invisibility robes maybe? Blake made sure to reach his arms and legs far out as he continued spraying, he almost looked like that Velma woman (from that Dooby Scoo show his nephew watched) when she was searching for her glasses. Oh, you know just casually feeling the place out for invisibility robes and the people under them.

Yet he wasn't having any luck. Hmph. "Oh," Blake looked back at her as she spoke up again. Was she a part of the distraction? Because she was doing a pretty darn good job at this. "Why of course I'm here for Quidditch!" He said sounding a little defensive. Magical Games and Sports, duh. Gobstones hardly even counts as a sport. There really isn't much PHYSICALITY or TALENT involved. "Gobstones definitely does not fall under my list of credentials. So I won't be much help in that division." But back to the real deal. Where is the party? Maybe it's in the hallway?

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ArianaBlack Assistant Forum Manager Quibbler & Newbie Mod Ashwinder Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: #6e5f57 \|#ff5470 Posts: 13,705 Hogwarts RPG Name: Alfie Adair Hufflepuff Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Laini Gracae-Ryans Slytherin Second Year x10 x1	doesn't proofread tweets \| #wrongaboutcereal \| #siriusly? \| emo to the extremo Text Cut: Mariel Quote: Originally Posted by emjay Right. He probably wouldn't know what was going on here, would he? Not when he was off in... the US, wasn't it? For at least a few years, she was pretty sure. But Mariel had been focused on his abruptness to really acknowledge that fact. She took a deep breath to calm her irritation before she began to fill him in. "It seems a lot has happened since you've been gone," she said, watching him as he looked at the mess. "Certainly not the welcome back you were hoping for, I'd assume..." Maybe that's where the attitude had come from and she could certainly understand that - her own patience for the situation had worn dangerously thin. She didn't feel the need to comment on the mess last year and the mutants that ended up overrunning the Ministry, though Mariel did briefly wonder if there was a connection or maybe they were just cursed to have infliction after infliction. It was probably plenty to give him the condensed version of their current state - or at least as much as she knew of it. "After the Ministry closed for our annual holiday last December, we were unable to get back inside once it was to reopen for the new year. All of the traditional entry points were non-functioning. You couldn't even apparate inside. No one knew what was going on or why. While the Department Heads set to figure things out, all of our departments were temporarily relocated around Muggle London so we could continue work uninterrupted." She wasn't going to go into the details of their limited magic, use of Muggle transportation for a time, and, much like they had to do now, clean before they could even get started. It had been beyond frustrating. "Not long ago," she continued, "a few of us got together to force our way back in." They still hadn't figured things out in that time and Mariel knew that being inside would probably give them a clue as to what was keeping them out. "This is pretty much what we've discovered," she added, gesturing to the mess around them both. "A rather large chizpurfle infestation has apparently caused all of this damage and that's what we're dealing with now. Not something any of us were happy to be welcomed with either, as I'm sure you can imagine." Especially not after they had been dealing with one seeming catastrophe after another for over a year now. Well.. Blake seemed to be a team player so far and that was a good thing. Her team was exactly that.. a team. And she hoped the man would fit in seamlessly. "I appreciate that," she said as he got to work and she stepped back to the coffee cart to grab a bottle for herself. Once she returned, she gave him an approving nod as he worked and she began spraying at the other end of the room. With the two of them, they could make quick work of this room then see what else needed done. Maybe not much with the rest of her team working in other areas. "So, Blake," she began as she continued working. "I looked over your paperwork before we were back in the building. You're hoping to return to the Quidditch Division?" It would certainly seem that way from his credentials, but if he was looking for a different position, she supposed she could discuss that with them. Though with the things they had planned, she needed the bulk of the work to go to Quidditch. And then she should probably fill him in on the recent threats too, ugh.. Blake pulled on his collar, boy was it getting hot in here or, was that just him? Yeah he could tell that much. A lot definitely had happened. Maybe a bit too much. Or a lot too much. Yeah, this was waaay too much. And Blake was not okay with this. It was a mess. And it made him so uncomfortable. And claustrophobic. And tense. And it made him sweat. "Yeah... definitely not what I had been expecting," he said with a soft chuckle. Though he really did mean it. This was not a proper welcome. Actually, he expected banners and streamers and those noise maker things that are all the rage on muggle veletisions. Where was the band of coworkers hiding behind desks to yell surprise? Or was this a part of the surprise? Another part of their act, perhaps? HA. You can't fool Blake. He's got this all figured out. Very, veerrry clever guys. But awh they had gone through so much trouble to keep this hush-hush. Blake wouldn't want to spoil their fun. Good thing Blake is an excellent actor. He'd play along. Wow, had the WHOLE ministry gone to ALL this effort just to welcome HIM back? They really did care! Awwh, Blake took a mental note to remember all the departments during christmas time. Ohoho, they even made such a believable back story. So much trouble, just for him! Entry points not functioning? HA. How likely. But very well thought out. Kudos to you, Mrs. New-Department-Head. Kudos to you. *"Oooh, yeah that's awwwwfuuuul. Must've been reaaaally* difficult to deal with."** Nods head in mock belief Chizpurfles? Did they buy millions of these nasty critters just to make things even more believable. Imagine the money spent on those things! WOW, they must really love Blake. A LOT. Not even the boys back on the old team liked him this much. He would've come back to work so much sooner, if he knew how much everyone had planned for him. "*Chizpurfles. This is reaaaally* a mess. Must've been soooo difficult these past few weeks,"** Hehe. He's got this act in the bag. AHEM Now would be a really good time to come out guys. Guys? Where is everyone. Mrs. Department-Head-Woman, tell your staff to come out now. You're not actually supposed to make him clean. Where's the fun in that? The point is to surprise him, not tire him with all your dirty work. Blake looked around as he kept up his act and sprayed the place down. Where was everyone. Come to think of it, where would they even hide? Seeing as most things were broken up anyways, there wouldn't be any prime hiding spots. An invisibility robe maybe? Five invisibility robes maybe? Blake made sure to reach his arms and legs far out as he continued spraying, he almost looked like that Velma woman (from that Dooby Scoo show his nephew watched) when she was searching for her glasses. Oh, you know just casually feeling the place out for invisibility robes and the people under them. Yet he wasn't having any luck. Hmph. "Oh," Blake looked back at her as she spoke up again. Was she a part of the distraction? Because she was doing a pretty darn good job at this. "Why of course I'm here for Quidditch!" He said sounding a little defensive. Magical Games and Sports, duh. Gobstones hardly even counts as a sport. There really isn't much PHYSICALITY or TALENT involved. "Gobstones definitely does not fall under my list of credentials. So I won't be much help in that division." But back to the real deal. Where is the party? Maybe it's in the hallway? __________________ Days of Potter 2023:___________________________ Which Bertie Botts Flavour Are You? You are Lemon!