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emjay · 07-03-2014, 04:28 PM

SPOILER!!: Dmitry

Green eyes skimmed over the opened paper in search of the familiar byline as she distractedly worked through her fettuccine. Mariel knew what he had been working on lately so nothing would really come as surprise but she enjoyed seeing his articles in print. Nothing in there today though, so she once again turned to the front page headlines to see if there was anything else of interest.

An article about a poorly controlled magical fire had just caught her attention when a voice and request caused her to glance up. "Oh.. Dmitry, hello," she said with a smile as recognition quickly set in. It had been quite some time since she had seen the not-so-new-anymore Ministry worker. "Not at all, I certainly don't mind the company," she added, folding up the paper again to allow him more room for his tray. She couldn't help but to allow her eyes to rest on the amount of food that he had there. "Nice to see a healthy appetite, you must be working hard," she said with a grin. At least that was often the way with her, hard work made her hungry, as was the case today.

"So how are things on Level Five?" As much as she dearly loved her department, it was all Quidditch all the time lately with the event planning and she was actually welcoming the chance to talk about someone else's work for a few minutes to break up her day.

07-03-2014, 04:28 PM	#38 (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	Unforgivably Cursed \| adultescent SPOILER!!: Dmitry Quote: Originally Posted by Saiai Today hadn't actually been all that stressful, Dmitry hadn't really had anything that needed seeing to right away, besides the employee information form which hadn't taken as long as he thought it would, but he was still quite hungry. Probably because he hadn't eaten anything since lunch yesterday. Oops. He'd gotten in too late for dinner though and then hadn't had time in the morning because he overslept. Travel always had worn him out. Now his body was demanding sustenance and so he was actually taking his lunch break. In the ministry, which seemed well kitted out. The food even smelled delicious. Walking into the seating area he balanced a heavy tray. It was weighted down with Dragon's Breath Stew, which sounded strange but interesting, Pomegranate Juice, Pumpkin and Cherry Pies and a Chocolate Fudge Brownie. He might have gone overboard when ordering his food but Dmitry could probably pack away most of it. He'd just need to hit the gym this weekend and he had the dance class tomorrow night to help him work off all the empty calories. Spotting a familiar face at one of the tables Dmitry made his way over, placing the tray down across from the first woman he'd met after making the move to London. "Do you mind if I sit here?" he asked Mariel. He'd find somewhere else if she wanted to be left alone, he could even head back to his desk and eat there if he had to, although Dmitry would prefer not to. Eating at ones desk was a guaranteed way to get people to ask you to do something for them. Green eyes skimmed over the opened paper in search of the familiar byline as she distractedly worked through her fettuccine. Mariel knew what he had been working on lately so nothing would really come as surprise but she enjoyed seeing his articles in print. Nothing in there today though, so she once again turned to the front page headlines to see if there was anything else of interest. An article about a poorly controlled magical fire had just caught her attention when a voice and request caused her to glance up. "Oh.. Dmitry, hello," she said with a smile as recognition quickly set in. It had been quite some time since she had seen the not-so-new-anymore Ministry worker. "Not at all, I certainly don't mind the company," she added, folding up the paper again to allow him more room for his tray. She couldn't help but to allow her eyes to rest on the amount of food that he had there. "Nice to see a healthy appetite, you must be working hard," she said with a grin. At least that was often the way with her, hard work made her hungry, as was the case today. "So how are things on Level Five?" As much as she dearly loved her department, it was all Quidditch all the time lately with the event planning and she was actually welcoming the chance to talk about someone else's work for a few minutes to break up her day. __________________ 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