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emjay · 07-13-2014, 12:38 AM

SPOILER!!: Saxon, Victoria, Langen, Mascots, Aron, Robert

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Originally Posted by Barny the Fruitbat

He was still dancing around trying to help the baby when he noticed Sting dancing near him. The Wasp seriously didn't think he had a chance with Barny around did he? No one beat the batty fun. He continued to dance more when he noticed that the door prizes were still sitting. Dancing he noticed someone looking at him. Whoops Department Head he thought. Given her a big batty waved he strutted to the table and carefully picked up the prize bags that had his bobble head inside.

Moving towards a man and woman first Barny waved at them and then went to the woman (Kate) and hugged her. Who didn't love a mascot hug? Once he was done hugging Barny handed her a prize bag. Turning he shook his bum at the man (Winston) and then handed him a prize bag.

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Originally Posted by Bazinga

Victoria nodded towards Mariel, hmm she hadn’t noticed coming in, but maybe people weren’t being made aware of it. Where was Langen? Maybe she could make an announcement at some point. “We can figure out how to make people more aware. That shouldn’t be too hard.” Giving Mariel a confident smile. They had been friends before she became her boss, but she still worried that she was doing a good job at this position. She didn’t want to disappoint no matter how she looked at it. Thought the event was going well which was good. She knew she was more of the background for it. It was Mariel who would shine or fall if it went bad or good being the department head. So Vic would make sure she shined like she deserved.

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Originally Posted by carpediem

That is until she saw a man walking over with some items. Time to put on customer service face. That was something her muggle aunt taught her. Basically, it's smiling really wide so you look like you reeeeeaaaalllly want to help the people that you're assisiting, even if you dont. So that smile. Yeah, break out that smile.

"Hello sir, are you in need of some assistance?" Yeah, good employee, she was. Helping people and stuff. That coffee must've really helped, because the girl felt on top of everything. That, or the good night's sleep she had been sure to get. Those were always helpful.

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Originally Posted by Team ronmione

Oh. Then there was Mariel. Saxon's department head. She gave the boss a smile and nod. "Yes. Well, all right as it gets when dancing mascots terrify the living out of a poor baby girl." Saxon answered.

Exactly what were those bloody mascots going on about? Dancing? This was no party. This was a sporting event. Not only dancing, they seemed to be trying to show off with each other. Who was the better dancer than the other. Saxon, clearly wanted the leprechaun to do some jig or something irish like that. Would totally be cooler than pretending to fly 'flap your arms'.

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

"It certainly shows," he nodded. "With organization like this from your department it is only a question of when Great Britain will host the next World Cup." He had no idea when all that decision making was made though, so really he was just blowing hot air in the form of a sincere compliment. "I am now that my preliminary rounds are done. Everything is in working order, but should you see something don't hesitate to alert myself or one of my employees. They know they are at your disposal for the day."

"Catapults?" he repeated, giving her a puzzled expression before his gaze fell on the shirt in his hand. "Oh, this? Me, not so much. But I think my wife is." Think being the key word in that sentence. Or maybe he should go with something more neutral, like toys. That way he wouldn't feel his status as the 'good husband' going down the drain for spending galleons on the wrong thing. He had an ego to maintain about that sort of thing you know. "She's a huge quidditch fan. Absolutely gutted about what happened with Hogwarts and that threat on the school." Ridiculous as it was.

Refolding the shirt and setting it down, he gave the goods another look over and happened to catch the mascots out of the corner of his eye. Ooooh bad memories from his childhood with giant overly friendly mascots like those. So he was going to avoid eye contact with them for the time being. Let those that enjoy those sorts of hugs get the attention....end enjoy the dance off. Just stay dancing over that way, yeah? "You have any recommendations for something here for an almost 3-year-old?"

Any of those witty 'I'm a Keeper' shirts or a snitch toy?

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Originally Posted by Lucky McCharmless

Too mascoty? surely such a ting did not exist? Bags of gold were wavin'. Noggin' was a wigglin'. Beard was swingin'. Movin' away from d'sprog was happenin', especially when Batty approached. The apology was waved away. He wasn't going to say it, but if d'sprog didn't like 'im, then wasn't 'is loss.

Dodgin' d'shout, which obviously was due to Batty's appearance, Lucky jist laughed. "Aweeeheeheee!" Silly buba. Stupid bat.

She could keep d'shiny coin. At least for as long as it would last.

Weeheehee!

Pretty boss for d'day lady! Lucky doffed 'is 'at in 'er direction afore wigglin' 'round d'customers.

D'uver mascots were dancin' now? D'leprechaun laughed again, and didn't join in. 'E clinked 'is bag and pulled out some coins, scattering dem into d'ands of e'ryone dere! Big, fat 'nd gold. 'E wasn't tellin' 'em it was Leprechaun gold, though.

Gold was d'coolest.

'Earing the pretty boss for d'day lady mention the raffle and sound disappointed. Lucky clinked 'is bag of gold e'en louder and shouted over the crowd. "RAFFLE PRIZES T'BE WON. GET YER TICKET OVER 'ERE NOW!"

'E didn't need to watch d'fruitbat givin' out prize bags. 'E was givin' out gold!

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Originally Posted by Sting the Wasp

The wasp was starting to notice the evil glares he was getting from the baby's mommy and that other guy. Sting out!

Buuuzz? Oops. CLEARLY this was all the bats fault. Things were always the bat's fault.

Sting danced one last time around his batty opponent and buzzed away to another part of the room; making sure to give the bat one last stinger wiggle as he did so. He was here to interact with HIS fans, and not THAT batty mess.

Speaking of the bat's messy behavior. Looks like Miss Department Head was giving some nasty stares. Sting waved his happy little stinger at her.

Yep, buzzing away now.

After walking away from the bat, Sting was on his way back to the AWESOME wasp merchandise when, OH A FAN! Picking up HIS bobble head. That's right. No one wanted a bat or a leprechaun, they wanted a REAL mascot.

Sting bounced his way over to the fan giving a wiggle of approval to the scarf. Now this was HIS kind of people. Stopping right near the bobble heads he waved happily. Anyone with a camera nearby?

He didn't have to FORCE his bobble head prize packs upon people. They actually WANTED a mini-Sting.

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Originally Posted by Cinn-O-Bun

Robert watched the sales clerk with interest as she looked like she was leaning on the table but even with how tall he was he couldn't see over the table to see why. He guessed she was wearing those awful contraptions that Liz had to wear because he was a giant compared to her when they were together. Though...she actually liked them. Meh. Girls were weird.

Watching as she somewhat measured his head he laughed and gave her a grin. "Bigger! Oh dear....how could anyone put up with me then. Suprised I could get through doors!!" He said following her lead and attempting to squish his head back to normal size. "Well...big head...large heart right?" he said giving her a wink. At least she was fun to talk to and understood how to laugh most sales clerks at Quidditch events were stiff and robotic.

Robert could see her cheeks change color and raised an eyebrow a little in a look his wife gave him quite often. Hmmm... Of course he was aware that girls hit on him quite often so was his wife but this amused him a little.

He couldn't help but laugh again and star at the little bouncing bobble head figure in his hands. "You may have a point there. Not to mention a creepy smiling one that...in the right light looks like it would come to life and hurt you," he said moving the figure back and forth. The smile was pretty creepy he had to admit. "Well...what would you want to get?" Did she just...shrink a little? But wow she was still pretty tall he was still a good six inches taller but she was way taller than Liz that was amusing.

Mariel nodded at Victoria's words. "I'm certain we can. Perhaps some product placement and an announcement can make people more aware. If you see Langen, perhaps have her informing our guests about the raffle and that it's free to enter." People liked free, didn't they? And she would suppose the sheer number of things that were actually for sale had the possibility to overwhelm people that they didn't realize there was a giveaway as well.

Good.. Vic seemed to be doing well, it seemed everything else was under control and the blonde was attending to the needs of one of the players. Allowing her to do her job, Mariel turned to Saxon again as she confirmed things were going well, though her words kind of struck her. "The mascots?" Mariel glanced in the direction of the dancing trio again. "They appear to be doing their job and quite well, I might add." Other than dancing too close to the brooms, but they seemed to have cottoned on to the meaning of her look and were interacting with the fans being more careful of the merchandise. Oh and Lucky was promoting their raffle.. perfect. She sent the three mascots an approving smile and waved back at them before turning back to Saxon and glancing in the direction of the screaming baby. "If she is that bothered by a few silly mascots, perhaps she's a bit too young to be around them," the Department Head flatly suggested. Her mother should know what she could or could not handle and perhaps go to another area if she was that upset. They were perfectly harmless and she certainly wasn't going to chastise them because of a crying baby. Babies often cried over things that were of no consequence and the rest of the fans loved them.

Mariel turned to Aron and beamed proudly at his words. "You flatter me. I can't tell you how pleased I would be to have a hand in hosting the World Cup." There had been talks of that a couple years ago, but she had really felt that someone had dropped the ball along the way. She would see to it that that would not happen again. It would be her next goal. "Perfect," she nodded as he informed her that the charms had been completed with no issue. "I will do that, thank you. And I do hope they have an enjoyable time as well." Even if they were technically working at the same time. And while she would never admit it, not being an emotional person, it did mean a great deal to her that another Department Head was there commenting on the event's success. She really appreciated the support of the Ministry.

Alright.. so he wasn't much into Quidditch and didn't seem so sure on what to purchase. But perhaps his wife was a fan.. Mariel affected a mild distasteful look as he mentioned the threat. "Completely dreadful," she said with a subtle shake of her head. "Not only is it terrible for the students, but a headache for our department and no one in the league is very happy about it either." Increased security made few happy, not to mention now that had to find creative ways to recruit new players. Something else her department had to handle now. Still, thankfully nothing seemed to materialize of the threat, though there were no talks of who was behind all this nonsense. Not that that surprised her. But she doubted that Aron was all that interested in an in-depth conversation on the subject.

And perhaps he wasn't completely sure that his wife approved of the catapults as she noticed he set the small shirt back down. Her recommendations? She glanced over the merchandise as she mulled it over. "Well.. if you're not certain what team, perhaps one of these general Quidditch shirts?" She pointed to a few with just the word on it with a cute design, or the 'Can't Catch Me' with a picture of a snitch, or the hoops with 'I'm a Keeper.' Hmm, she had a few little ones in her life that she'd have to remember to pick up a few before she left for the day as well. "A mascot plushie? Or one of the toy balls.." Of course, if he didn't know what team, the mascot might not do well either.. but what 3 year old didn't love a ball?

As she let Aron browse a bit, she turned her eyes to the ever-growing crowd. Ah, there was Langen. Mariel watched for a moment as she chatted up one of the pros, her eyes narrowing a bit as she noticed the blush on the girl's cheeks. She wasn't sure if her employee was flirting with the man or trying to be charming in the attempt of selling a few things. But she had better hope that it was the latter. None of her employees were here to pick up Quidditch players, certainly not married ones ten years their senior, and she expected them all to conduct themselves professionally. Langen would do well to remember that or Mariel would be happy to remind her. And this player she knew.. in fact, she had the privilege of playing Quidditch with him at a point in her own career.

"Robert Chambers." Mariel donned a welcoming smile as she approached them. "How nice of you to come out today. Mariel Morgan, Department Head of Magical Games and Sports. We were both on Ravenclaw's Quidditch team many years ago." In case he didn't recognize her, which Mariel really didn't expect him to. Though she was pretty awesome back in the day. It was over a decade ago and though it was her job to keep up on players, she made it a point to know about those certain names she'd come across. Most specifically those she went to school with. "I hope you're finding everything well.. ?" She turned again to Langen giving her a pointed look. "Once you're finished helping Mr. Chambers, I'd like you to talk up our raffle to those that come by. Not many are signing up for it which tells me not many know about it." Why else wouldn't they sign up for free prizes?

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emjay Pygmy Puff Join Date: Jun 2008 Location: working Posts: 18,083 Hogwarts RPG Name: Phoenix Marchbanks Ravenclaw Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Wiley Whittebrook Hufflepuff Second Year x12 x5	super long, sorry.. lots of people here.. I tried to highlight names Unforgivably Cursed \| adultescent SPOILER!!: Saxon, Victoria, Langen, Mascots, Aron, Robert Quote: Originally Posted by Barny the Fruitbat He was still dancing around trying to help the baby when he noticed Sting dancing near him. The Wasp seriously didn't think he had a chance with Barny around did he? No one beat the batty fun. He continued to dance more when he noticed that the door prizes were still sitting. Dancing he noticed someone looking at him. Whoops Department Head he thought. Given her a big batty waved he strutted to the table and carefully picked up the prize bags that had his bobble head inside. Moving towards a man and woman first Barny waved at them and then went to the woman (Kate) and hugged her. Who didn't love a mascot hug? Once he was done hugging Barny handed her a prize bag. Turning he shook his bum at the man (Winston) and then handed him a prize bag. Quote: Originally Posted by Bazinga Victoria nodded towards Mariel, hmm she hadn’t noticed coming in, but maybe people weren’t being made aware of it. Where was Langen? Maybe she could make an announcement at some point. “We can figure out how to make people more aware. That shouldn’t be too hard.” Giving Mariel a confident smile. They had been friends before she became her boss, but she still worried that she was doing a good job at this position. She didn’t want to disappoint no matter how she looked at it. Thought the event was going well which was good. She knew she was more of the background for it. It was Mariel who would shine or fall if it went bad or good being the department head. So Vic would make sure she shined like she deserved. Quote: Originally Posted by carpediem That is until she saw a man walking over with some items. Time to put on customer service face. That was something her muggle aunt taught her. Basically, it's smiling really wide so you look like you reeeeeaaaalllly want to help the people that you're assisiting, even if you dont. So that smile. Yeah, break out that smile. "Hello sir, are you in need of some assistance?" Yeah, good employee, she was. Helping people and stuff. That coffee must've really helped, because the girl felt on top of everything. That, or the good night's sleep she had been sure to get. Those were always helpful. Quote: Originally Posted by Team ronmione Oh. Then there was Mariel. Saxon's department head. She gave the boss a smile and nod. "Yes. Well, all right as it gets when dancing mascots terrify the living out of a poor baby girl." Saxon answered. Exactly what were those bloody mascots going on about? Dancing? This was no party. This was a sporting event. Not only dancing, they seemed to be trying to show off with each other. Who was the better dancer than the other. Saxon, clearly wanted the leprechaun to do some jig or something irish like that. Would totally be cooler than pretending to fly 'flap your arms'. Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie "It certainly shows," he nodded. "With organization like this from your department it is only a question of when Great Britain will host the next World Cup." He had no idea when all that decision making was made though, so really he was just blowing hot air in the form of a sincere compliment. "I am now that my preliminary rounds are done. Everything is in working order, but should you see something don't hesitate to alert myself or one of my employees. They know they are at your disposal for the day." "Catapults?" he repeated, giving her a puzzled expression before his gaze fell on the shirt in his hand. "Oh, this? Me, not so much. But I think my wife is." Think being the key word in that sentence. Or maybe he should go with something more neutral, like toys. That way he wouldn't feel his status as the 'good husband' going down the drain for spending galleons on the wrong thing. He had an ego to maintain about that sort of thing you know. "She's a huge quidditch fan. Absolutely gutted about what happened with Hogwarts and that threat on the school." Ridiculous as it was. Refolding the shirt and setting it down, he gave the goods another look over and happened to catch the mascots out of the corner of his eye. Ooooh bad memories from his childhood with giant overly friendly mascots like those. So he was going to avoid eye contact with them for the time being. Let those that enjoy those sorts of hugs get the attention....end enjoy the dance off. Just stay dancing over that way, yeah? "You have any recommendations for something here for an almost 3-year-old?" Any of those witty 'I'm a Keeper' shirts or a snitch toy? Quote: Originally Posted by Lucky McCharmless Too mascoty? surely such a ting did not exist? Bags of gold were wavin'. Noggin' was a wigglin'. Beard was swingin'. Movin' away from d'sprog was happenin', especially when Batty approached. The apology was waved away. He wasn't going to say it, but if d'sprog didn't like 'im, then wasn't 'is loss. Dodgin' d'shout, which obviously was due to Batty's appearance, Lucky jist laughed. "Aweeeheeheee!" Silly buba. Stupid bat. She could keep d'shiny coin. At least for as long as it would last. Weeheehee! Pretty boss for d'day lady! Lucky doffed 'is 'at in 'er direction afore wigglin' 'round d'customers. D'uver mascots were dancin' now? D'leprechaun laughed again, and didn't join in. 'E clinked 'is bag and pulled out some coins, scattering dem into d'ands of e'ryone dere! Big, fat 'nd gold. 'E wasn't tellin' 'em it was Leprechaun gold, though. Gold was d'coolest. 'Earing the pretty boss for d'day lady mention the raffle and sound disappointed. Lucky clinked 'is bag of gold e'en louder and shouted over the crowd. "RAFFLE PRIZES T'BE WON. GET YER TICKET OVER 'ERE NOW!" 'E didn't need to watch d'fruitbat givin' out prize bags. 'E was givin' out gold! Quote: Originally Posted by Sting the Wasp The wasp was starting to notice the evil glares he was getting from the baby's mommy and that other guy. Sting out! Buuuzz? Oops. CLEARLY this was all the bats fault. Things were always the bat's fault. Sting danced one last time around his batty opponent and buzzed away to another part of the room; making sure to give the bat one last stinger wiggle as he did so. He was here to interact with HIS fans, and not THAT batty mess. Speaking of the bat's messy behavior. Looks like Miss Department Head was giving some nasty stares. Sting waved his happy little stinger at her. Yep, buzzing away now. After walking away from the bat, Sting was on his way back to the AWESOME wasp merchandise when, OH A FAN! Picking up HIS bobble head. That's right. No one wanted a bat or a leprechaun, they wanted a REAL mascot. Sting bounced his way over to the fan giving a wiggle of approval to the scarf. Now this was HIS kind of people. Stopping right near the bobble heads he waved happily. Anyone with a camera nearby? He didn't have to FORCE his bobble head prize packs upon people. They actually WANTED a mini-Sting. Quote: Originally Posted by Cinn-O-Bun Robert watched the sales clerk with interest as she looked like she was leaning on the table but even with how tall he was he couldn't see over the table to see why. He guessed she was wearing those awful contraptions that Liz had to wear because he was a giant compared to her when they were together. Though...she actually liked them. Meh. Girls were weird. Watching as she somewhat measured his head he laughed and gave her a grin. "Bigger! Oh dear....how could anyone put up with me then. Suprised I could get through doors!!" He said following her lead and attempting to squish his head back to normal size. "Well...big head...large heart right?" he said giving her a wink. At least she was fun to talk to and understood how to laugh most sales clerks at Quidditch events were stiff and robotic. Robert could see her cheeks change color and raised an eyebrow a little in a look his wife gave him quite often. Hmmm... Of course he was aware that girls hit on him quite often so was his wife but this amused him a little. He couldn't help but laugh again and star at the little bouncing bobble head figure in his hands. "You may have a point there. Not to mention a creepy smiling one that...in the right light looks like it would come to life and hurt you," he said moving the figure back and forth. The smile was pretty creepy he had to admit. "Well...what would you want to get?" Did she just...shrink a little? But wow she was still pretty tall he was still a good six inches taller but she was way taller than Liz that was amusing. Mariel nodded at Victoria's words. "I'm certain we can. Perhaps some product placement and an announcement can make people more aware. If you see Langen, perhaps have her informing our guests about the raffle and that it's free to enter." People liked free, didn't they? And she would suppose the sheer number of things that were actually for sale had the possibility to overwhelm people that they didn't realize there was a giveaway as well. Good.. Vic seemed to be doing well, it seemed everything else was under control and the blonde was attending to the needs of one of the players. Allowing her to do her job, Mariel turned to Saxon again as she confirmed things were going well, though her words kind of struck her. "The mascots?" Mariel glanced in the direction of the dancing trio again. "They appear to be doing their job and quite well, I might add." Other than dancing too close to the brooms, but they seemed to have cottoned on to the meaning of her look and were interacting with the fans being more careful of the merchandise. Oh and Lucky was promoting their raffle.. perfect. She sent the three mascots an approving smile and waved back at them before turning back to Saxon and glancing in the direction of the screaming baby. "If she is that bothered by a few silly mascots, perhaps she's a bit too young to be around them," the Department Head flatly suggested. Her mother should know what she could or could not handle and perhaps go to another area if she was that upset. They were perfectly harmless and she certainly wasn't going to chastise them because of a crying baby. Babies often cried over things that were of no consequence and the rest of the fans loved them. Mariel turned to Aron and beamed proudly at his words. "You flatter me. I can't tell you how pleased I would be to have a hand in hosting the World Cup." There had been talks of that a couple years ago, but she had really felt that someone had dropped the ball along the way. She would see to it that that would not happen again. It would be her next goal. "Perfect," she nodded as he informed her that the charms had been completed with no issue. "I will do that, thank you. And I do hope they have an enjoyable time as well." Even if they were technically working at the same time. And while she would never admit it, not being an emotional person, it did mean a great deal to her that another Department Head was there commenting on the event's success. She really appreciated the support of the Ministry. Alright.. so he wasn't much into Quidditch and didn't seem so sure on what to purchase. But perhaps his wife was a fan.. Mariel affected a mild distasteful look as he mentioned the threat. "Completely dreadful," she said with a subtle shake of her head. "Not only is it terrible for the students, but a headache for our department and no one in the league is very happy about it either." Increased security made few happy, not to mention now that had to find creative ways to recruit new players. Something else her department had to handle now. Still, thankfully nothing seemed to materialize of the threat, though there were no talks of who was behind all this nonsense. Not that that surprised her. But she doubted that Aron was all that interested in an in-depth conversation on the subject. And perhaps he wasn't completely sure that his wife approved of the catapults as she noticed he set the small shirt back down. Her recommendations? She glanced over the merchandise as she mulled it over. "Well.. if you're not certain what team, perhaps one of these general Quidditch shirts?" She pointed to a few with just the word on it with a cute design, or the 'Can't Catch Me' with a picture of a snitch, or the hoops with 'I'm a Keeper.' Hmm, she had a few little ones in her life that she'd have to remember to pick up a few before she left for the day as well. "A mascot plushie? Or one of the toy balls.." Of course, if he didn't know what team, the mascot might not do well either.. but what 3 year old didn't love a ball? As she let Aron browse a bit, she turned her eyes to the ever-growing crowd. Ah, there was Langen. Mariel watched for a moment as she chatted up one of the pros, her eyes narrowing a bit as she noticed the blush on the girl's cheeks. She wasn't sure if her employee was flirting with the man or trying to be charming in the attempt of selling a few things. But she had better hope that it was the latter. None of her employees were here to pick up Quidditch players, certainly not married ones ten years their senior, and she expected them all to conduct themselves professionally. Langen would do well to remember that or Mariel would be happy to remind her. And this player she knew.. in fact, she had the privilege of playing Quidditch with him at a point in her own career. "Robert Chambers." Mariel donned a welcoming smile as she approached them. "How nice of you to come out today. Mariel Morgan, Department Head of Magical Games and Sports. We were both on Ravenclaw's Quidditch team many years ago." In case he didn't recognize her, which Mariel really didn't expect him to. Though she was pretty awesome back in the day. It was over a decade ago and though it was her job to keep up on players, she made it a point to know about those certain names she'd come across. Most specifically those she went to school with. "I hope you're finding everything well.. ?" She turned again to Langen giving her a pointed look. "Once you're finished helping Mr. Chambers, I'd like you to talk up our raffle to those that come by. Not many are signing up for it which tells me not many know about it." Why else wouldn't they sign up for free prizes? __________________ 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