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Buggy-Boo · 04-06-2015, 09:36 PM

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Originally Posted by natethegreat

Annabelle had just recently gotten the news of Gregoire's death at Hogwarts. Pity. She knew that boy well, and was a friend to the family. Her condolences went out to their loss. Even though, his stupidity did in fact get the best of him. That boy was more of a Gryffindor sometimes. Always running into problems without thinking it through. Unlike his younger sister. From what the metamorphmagus could remember, his sister would always think things through. Always using her surroundings to her advantage. Only attacking when her opponent let their guard down. Remembering the two dueling once, Gregoire was the primary attacker, while she was the primary defender.

Still, even though it was his stupidity that bested him, Annabelle had to feel sorry for the family. She just had to. It was proper and polite.

To get her mind off of that thought and the stress of work, the ex-Ravenclaw woman walked to the restaurant across the street. Her wand safely tucked inside the holster stitched on the inside of her coat. The DMLE badge was also pinned carefully on the inside. To ensure to no muggles would see them, and start to ask questions. Otherwise, she might just have Obliviate the sorry and innocent person. Even still, doing that in public wouldn't settle very much amongst her co-workers in the Ministry.

Fixing her navy blue, curly hair, the lady took a seat outside, since it was nice out. Notebook and pen taken out, she jotted something down real quick.

Beth was running very very very very late! She was suppose to meet Mr. Mitterball in his office by the end of the day and yet here she was trying to wrap up her lunch. She had sent an owl stating she needed to eat or she would simply parish! There was no other way around it. Lunch was required. So making her way across the way to a little restaurant Beth bounced in and looked around. Every single table was full!! Every single one. Dear Merlin! It was Murphy's law that whenever you were in a hurry that was how it happens. ugh Face palm.

Seeing a rather....nice.??? Beth certainly hoped so, nice woman Beth made her way toward the table. "Excuse me, every where else is full. May I sit?" Beth wasn't sure what she would do if the woman had said no.

04-06-2015, 09:36 PM	#206 (permalink)
Buggy-Boo DoM Sea Serpent Join Date: Sep 2009 Posts: 41,122 Hogwarts RPG Name: TBD First Year	Mommy of 3 <3 <3 <3 Quote: Originally Posted by natethegreat Annabelle had just recently gotten the news of Gregoire's death at Hogwarts. Pity. She knew that boy well, and was a friend to the family. Her condolences went out to their loss. Even though, his stupidity did in fact get the best of him. That boy was more of a Gryffindor sometimes. Always running into problems without thinking it through. Unlike his younger sister. From what the metamorphmagus could remember, his sister would always think things through. Always using her surroundings to her advantage. Only attacking when her opponent let their guard down. Remembering the two dueling once, Gregoire was the primary attacker, while she was the primary defender. Still, even though it was his stupidity that bested him, Annabelle had to feel sorry for the family. She just had to. It was proper and polite. To get her mind off of that thought and the stress of work, the ex-Ravenclaw woman walked to the restaurant across the street. Her wand safely tucked inside the holster stitched on the inside of her coat. The DMLE badge was also pinned carefully on the inside. To ensure to no muggles would see them, and start to ask questions. Otherwise, she might just have Obliviate the sorry and innocent person. Even still, doing that in public wouldn't settle very much amongst her co-workers in the Ministry. Fixing her navy blue, curly hair, the lady took a seat outside, since it was nice out. Notebook and pen taken out, she jotted something down real quick. Beth was running very very very very late! She was suppose to meet Mr. Mitterball in his office by the end of the day and yet here she was trying to wrap up her lunch. She had sent an owl stating she needed to eat or she would simply parish! There was no other way around it. Lunch was required. So making her way across the way to a little restaurant Beth bounced in and looked around. Every single table was full!! Every single one. Dear Merlin! It was Murphy's law that whenever you were in a hurry that was how it happens. ugh Face palm. Seeing a rather....nice.??? Beth certainly hoped so, nice woman Beth made her way toward the table. "Excuse me, every where else is full. May I sit?" Beth wasn't sure what she would do if the woman had said no.