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kayquilz · 06-15-2015, 08:27 AM

SPOILER!!: Logan, pls

Lynley was minding her own business, people watching. She absentmindedly played with the necklace that hung about her chest, but...she wasn't prepared for the voice that was clearly speaking to her.

Oh, he was speaking to her.

He was.

Lynley let her gaze glide over him...before it registered...He's....talking...to me. To....me. Lynley Purcell. What? Why? Did she looked like she wanted to be approached for some....excuse for a protection medallion? She tried her best not to sneer. No, Lynley kept her face generally passive.

"Excuse you--protection from what? Where did these medallions come from? Are they regulated? Safe? Why should I trust you? They could be cursed--you could be infiltrating our event--" she said coldly, not taking a medallion. Not at all. Nope.

SPOILER!!: Aron

Lynley was pleased she could turn to Aron for....a more stimulating form of conversation. Merlin. Did she really think those medallions were cursed? Not really. But still...it never hurt to be careful.

She was also pleased he had apparently heard of her hire. Oh, to be important. It was lovely.

"Had you? Well good." She said with a glance back at the..medallion boy. And how was she what? The other department head was just as bamboozled by this guy, too, then it seemed? "...Medallions, apparently. I don't trust them. Or him." she said bluntly, but more to mess with the young man. He looked harmless. Lynley just smirked wickedly, though, and brushed a stray strand of her hair from her face. "Where's security? We should have these checked."

Heh.

Hehe.

06-15-2015, 08:27 AM	#50 (permalink)
kayquilz Granian Join Date: Jul 2011 Location: Bikini Bottom Posts: 21,185 Hogwarts RPG Name: Roman Gellar Slytherin First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Arden Toros Gryffindor Sixth Year x4 x1	A Poop * k8 * SPOILER!!: Logan, pls Quote: Originally Posted by Nordic Witch Logan was turning a new leaf in many respects. He had moved home from France, applied and gotten a job at the British ministry and a new year was beginning with new challenges ahead. Clad in a smart dark blue suit and tie that his half-sister Hazel had insisted on him wearing to this day’s event together with his curly and very dark blond hair and blue eyes Logan entered the room assigned for the mandatory security check-in. Patting his left suit pocket where a collection of protective medallions laid given everything that had been in the papers about the ministry recently Logan saw nothing bad or wrong about offering out some free protection to his new colleagues. Letting his blue eyes wander over the people already in the room and the giant, suspicious looking contraption up ahead, Logan wondered idly where the dreadful queue for getting his wand weighed and registered began. Following a brunette in a multicoloured dress as she glided forward to what he assumed was where the queue began he pulled out a shimmering medallion which he held out to her having no idea of her position at the ministry. "Excuse me miss, would you care for some free extra protection? This medallion is light and effective. It makes walking home after a day in the office extra safe and secure." Especially since Logan had charmed it to bark frighteningly like a pack of wolves among other things. Lynley was minding her own business, people watching. She absentmindedly played with the necklace that hung about her chest, but...she wasn't prepared for the voice that was clearly speaking to her. Oh, he was speaking to her. He was. Lynley let her gaze glide over him...before it registered...He's....talking...to me. To....me. Lynley Purcell. What? Why? Did she looked like she wanted to be approached for some....excuse for a protection medallion? She tried her best not to sneer. No, Lynley kept her face generally passive. "Excuse you--protection from what? Where did these medallions come from? Are they regulated? Safe? Why should I trust you? They could be cursed--you could be infiltrating our event--" she said coldly, not taking a medallion. Not at all. Nope. SPOILER!!: Aron Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie Still waiting for his wand, Aron turned his head when he heard his name and winked at the incoming woman. "That's me," he replied with a sideways smirk while moving his hand away from waiting for his wand towards her for a handshake. "Ah yes, I got the memo earlier about your hire," he nodded. Couldn't say he was terribly sad to see the former leave. She had always rubbed him the wrong way. Like that discussion they had had over lunch a while back. He could just tell she was trying to provoke him into saying something he didn't mean. "How are you..." But before he could finish his thought his eyes wandered to one of the new recruits. One of HIS recruits. Who was now offering the new Transportation Head some rubbish medallion and cocked an eyebrow. "...what in goosegrass' name is this all about?" And way to offer it to a woman first. Holy holly help him. Lynley was pleased she could turn to Aron for....a more stimulating form of conversation. Merlin. Did she really think those medallions were cursed? Not really. But still...it never hurt to be careful. She was also pleased he had apparently heard of her hire. Oh, to be important. It was lovely. "Had you? Well good." She said with a glance back at the..medallion boy. And how was she what? The other department head was just as bamboozled by this guy, too, then it seemed? "...Medallions, apparently. I don't trust them. Or him." she said bluntly, but more to mess with the young man. He looked harmless. Lynley just smirked wickedly, though, and brushed a stray strand of her hair from her face. "Where's security? We should have these checked." Heh. Hehe.