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emjay · 05-28-2014, 04:11 PM

SPOILER!!: Blake

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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack

Where were the hidden streamers? Where was the cake? Where were the other employees?! What kind of surprise party was this??..... It was a surprise party, right? With all the thoughts running through the young man's head, he was a bit surprised not by a party, but by Mariel's sudden look of disapproval.

Uh-oh. Maybe he misinterpreted this whole situation. And maybe he wasn't as good of an actor as he thought.... Double Uh-Oh.

He had definitely done something wrong. Stepped out of place? Gone too far? Crossed the line? Over boiled the pot? Whatever it was Blake felt horrible. This was bad. This was really bad. She looked almost livid.

He looked taken aback with Mrs-Department-Head's next statement. WHAT?!?! N-n-no r-ro-oom?!? Impossible! It can't be. He has to be in Quidditch. She couldn't fire him, could she? Well technically she could, but he had a rough enough time these past few months with his brother. He didn't need anymore. He was back and ready to work and Quidditch. "I-I'm so sorry. I don't know what just came over me," Well technically he did. He thought it was a surprise party. But that would be WAY too embarrassing to admit out loud. "I think I'm still a bit tired from my trip back. My brother and his wife insisted on muggle transportation and the flight from America back to here was horrendously long," Which was true. He had actually come straight from that wretched airport back to the ministry, or what was left of it anyway. Either way Blake's sudden change of tone occurred once he noticed how unamused Mariel was. This was a professional place and it was time for Blake to be more professional after all.

"But that was no excuse for my behavior. I guess I just wasn't expected to be welcomed by such a busy mess with everything that had happened and whatnot." Blake looked up apologetically. Someone, quick! Take a picture! This is a very rare occurrence. Blake Evergreen never apologizes. Or admits to mistakes, but pft when your perfect there aren't very many mistakes to admit to, am I right? "But... I... I understand if there aren't any positions open in Quidditch. It's a very likable job," he said with sad eyes and his head all droopy. But honestly he did need a job. Even something to just keep him busy. After a few moments of silence he finally spoke up again. His next few words even surprised himself. "But I would still love to work in the department, if you'd still want me. I could you know do maintenance or book-keeping or assisting staff or something here...?" Did he just volunteer for on-site inter-department maintenance? Can someone say desperate.

Arms still crossed and fingers tapping lightly, Mariel stood, watching Blake carefully and waiting for his next words which she knew had to be chosen carefully. And perhaps he knew as well because his tone certainly had changed to one that was more acceptable to her. She could certainly accept apologies when they were sincerely meant and she did believe his was, which permitted her to soften her expression just a bit. "Duly noted," she said with a slight nod, listening further to his explanation. Muggle flight transportation... ugh. She was all too familiar with airplanes, not that she would ever fly in one, but that dreadful broken one that had served as her gobstones office for so many months stuck out in her mind and she couldn't help the nearly imperceptible wrinkle of her nose. Why wouldn't he take a portkey? Nevermind.. it wasn't of her concern and not important at the moment.

Yes, she had understood that he was arriving into what no one could describe as the best of circumstances and she had tried to be at least a little sympathetic, though she did try to describe her own point of view as well. It was hardly what she wanted to deal with either. But Blake was apologetic and she could forgive the transgression as he was now treating her with the respect she would expect from her employees. Good.. he was willing to take any position in the department, perhaps work his way up even. She would much rather see dedication and a desire to be employed within the department rather than being demanding and selective. It did show her that he could still be passionate about his job regardless of the circumstances and that was what she was looking for. And it did happen that she still had room for him in Quidditch. He had just.. annoyed her with his previous attitude and demeanor.

"Quidditch is the most popular division in the department," she agreed with his statement. And it did stand to reason. The sport was much more popular in this country than gobstones, but that did not mean she could push one aside in favor of the other. In fact, she did see it as her responsibility to bring the more subdued game to a more prevalent light here. "I suppose I could find a spot for you in Quidditch though as long as you prove yourself to be a hard worker. I have read over your qualifications and you would seem to suit us best there." And the man did help out in her office without much complaint though that was nothing any of them really wanted to do. It was fortunate for him that with the events coming up and the extra work they had in store for them that she probably really could use him there.

Mariel walked over to her filing cabinet and pulled out one of the files nearest to her, quickly glancing over it. "Alright.. once we're finished here, I'll need you to report to Ms. Victoria Maroon in the Quidditch offices." He did still know where that was? "She's the Division Manager there. She can get you up to speed on what exactly we're doing there." She quickly glanced down at the paperwork again. "I have you in regulations.." She looked back up at him expectantly, trusting that that position would be fine with him. And it worked well for her. That was her position before her promotion so she knew exactly how it needed to be run and with the unseasoned younger girl in there already, he'd be able to help cover things just fine.. she hoped.

05-28-2014, 04:11 PM	#17 (permalink)
emjay DMAC & DERP Pygmy Puff Join Date: Jun 2008 Location: working Posts: 18,079 Hogwarts RPG Name: Phoenix Marchbanks Ravenclaw Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Wiley Whittebrook Hufflepuff Second Year x12 x5	Unforgivably Cursed \| adultescent SPOILER!!: Blake Quote: Originally Posted by ArianaBlack Where were the hidden streamers? Where was the cake? Where were the other employees?! What kind of surprise party was this??..... It was a surprise party, right? With all the thoughts running through the young man's head, he was a bit surprised not by a party, but by Mariel's sudden look of disapproval. Uh-oh. Maybe he misinterpreted this whole situation. And maybe he wasn't as good of an actor as he thought.... Double Uh-Oh. He had definitely done something wrong. Stepped out of place? Gone too far? Crossed the line? Over boiled the pot? Whatever it was Blake felt horrible. This was bad. This was really bad. She looked almost livid. He looked taken aback with Mrs-Department-Head's next statement. WHAT?!?! N-n-no r-ro-oom?!? Impossible! It can't be. He has to be in Quidditch. She couldn't fire him, could she? Well technically she could, but he had a rough enough time these past few months with his brother. He didn't need anymore. He was back and ready to work and Quidditch. "I-I'm so sorry. I don't know what just came over me," Well technically he did. He thought it was a surprise party. But that would be WAY too embarrassing to admit out loud. "I think I'm still a bit tired from my trip back. My brother and his wife insisted on muggle transportation and the flight from America back to here was horrendously long," Which was true. He had actually come straight from that wretched airport back to the ministry, or what was left of it anyway. Either way Blake's sudden change of tone occurred once he noticed how unamused Mariel was. This was a professional place and it was time for Blake to be more professional after all. "But that was no excuse for my behavior. I guess I just wasn't expected to be welcomed by such a busy mess with everything that had happened and whatnot." Blake looked up apologetically. Someone, quick! Take a picture! This is a very rare occurrence. Blake Evergreen never apologizes. Or admits to mistakes, but pft when your perfect there aren't very many mistakes to admit to, am I right? "But... I... I understand if there aren't any positions open in Quidditch. It's a very likable job," he said with sad eyes and his head all droopy. But honestly he did need a job. Even something to just keep him busy. After a few moments of silence he finally spoke up again. His next few words even surprised himself. "But I would still love to work in the department, if you'd still want me. I could you know do maintenance or book-keeping or assisting staff or something here...?" Did he just volunteer for on-site inter-department maintenance? Can someone say desperate. Arms still crossed and fingers tapping lightly, Mariel stood, watching Blake carefully and waiting for his next words which she knew had to be chosen carefully. And perhaps he knew as well because his tone certainly had changed to one that was more acceptable to her. She could certainly accept apologies when they were sincerely meant and she did believe his was, which permitted her to soften her expression just a bit. "Duly noted," she said with a slight nod, listening further to his explanation. Muggle flight transportation... ugh. She was all too familiar with airplanes, not that she would ever fly in one, but that dreadful broken one that had served as her gobstones office for so many months stuck out in her mind and she couldn't help the nearly imperceptible wrinkle of her nose. Why wouldn't he take a portkey? Nevermind.. it wasn't of her concern and not important at the moment. Yes, she had understood that he was arriving into what no one could describe as the best of circumstances and she had tried to be at least a little sympathetic, though she did try to describe her own point of view as well. It was hardly what she wanted to deal with either. But Blake was apologetic and she could forgive the transgression as he was now treating her with the respect she would expect from her employees. Good.. he was willing to take any position in the department, perhaps work his way up even. She would much rather see dedication and a desire to be employed within the department rather than being demanding and selective. It did show her that he could still be passionate about his job regardless of the circumstances and that was what she was looking for. And it did happen that she still had room for him in Quidditch. He had just.. annoyed her with his previous attitude and demeanor. "Quidditch is the most popular division in the department," she agreed with his statement. And it did stand to reason. The sport was much more popular in this country than gobstones, but that did not mean she could push one aside in favor of the other. In fact, she did see it as her responsibility to bring the more subdued game to a more prevalent light here. "I suppose I could find a spot for you in Quidditch though as long as you prove yourself to be a hard worker. I have read over your qualifications and you would seem to suit us best there." And the man did help out in her office without much complaint though that was nothing any of them really wanted to do. It was fortunate for him that with the events coming up and the extra work they had in store for them that she probably really could use him there. Mariel walked over to her filing cabinet and pulled out one of the files nearest to her, quickly glancing over it. "Alright.. once we're finished here, I'll need you to report to Ms. Victoria Maroon in the Quidditch offices." He did still know where that was? "She's the Division Manager there. She can get you up to speed on what exactly we're doing there." She quickly glanced down at the paperwork again. "I have you in regulations.." She looked back up at him expectantly, trusting that that position would be fine with him. And it worked well for her. That was her position before her promotion so she knew exactly how it needed to be run and with the unseasoned younger girl in there already, he'd be able to help cover things just fine.. she hoped. __________________ 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