SPOILER!!: Genevieve
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Originally Posted by
Cacklin
"Genevieve Branxton," she offered a hand. For shaking. He was the suspicious type, which was good for his line of work... and in this particular office. It should serve him well, even if it was a direct rebuff of her attempt to be social.
"Just being friendly. Trying something new. Obviously doesn't suit." She flashed another smile before rolling her chair back towards her desk over near where Legend was lecturing the YATI. Might as well work on her paperwork until Legend gave her permission to head out to Diagon Alley.
Victor's apprehension about the esteemed colleague who had just propped her feet up on his desk had largely faded away, and he was quick to shake the outstretched hand that had been offered in greeting.
"Victor LaCroix." he introduced himself politely as was his custom. It occurred to him that his apprehension and confusion may have come across as some form of rejection, and he'd hoped his new-found enthusiasm would be enough to dispel that impression.
"Not at all, I think it suits you rather well!" he was quick to disagree. How could he have been so rude? He scolded himself internally, and tried to think of a way to rectify the situation.
"You'll have to show me sometime, how good the coffee is on level 1." he blurted out before closing his eyes, shutting up, and hiding his face in his palm. He had to grumble quietly at his own idiocy, as he most certainly had not meant it
that way.
SPOILER!!: Jake
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Originally Posted by
Felixir But yeah, new guy. Jake focused on him again.
"Victor, right," the Hit Wizard nodded, shaking his hand firmly as he mentally noted that name. He seemed like the sort of guy who'd appreciate a firm handshake. "I hope so too. Don't see why we shouldn't."
Jake could sort of tell that he was probably being a little too brusque, and tried to seem a little... less Jake-y.
"Where'd you work before coming here?" he asked the other guy, who looked like he had a few more years on the clock than Jake did. Jake himself leaned casually against a nearby desk that was currently unoccupied. He should probably be getting to work soon, and finding jobs to do, but he was making the new guy feel at home, see? That was important too.
"It's very nice to meet you, Jake." Victor politely smiled at his colleague, certainly appreciating the firm handshake. He'd always thought you could tell a lot about someone by the way they shook hands, and Jake's handshake was strong, loyal, and perhaps a little overenthusiastic. Victor could already tell they'd get along just fine.
Leaning back in his chair, he couldn't help but smile at Jake's question. He'd figured it'd only be a matter of time before someone asked him that.
"Before I came here?" he asked, as if to confirm, but didn't even wait for that confirmation to come.
"I've been working abroad the last eight years or so." he began to explain, a satisfied grin plastered all over his face. It certainly wasn't his intention to look smug, but he was unable to remember his time abroad as anything but spectacular, and couldn't fight the smile that accompanied the thought.
"Made it to the rank of Lieutenant with the MLES in New York." he added nonchalantly, as if that achievement in itself wasn't enough and he'd have liked to have done better.
"Not that the rank has any real meaning here. They have a completely different system across the pond." "What about you?"