06-22-2015, 07:52 AM
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#238 (permalink)
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Dementor
Join Date: May 2015 Location: United States
Posts: 94
| SPOILER!!: Hadley
Hadley had started her day the usual way; a jog around the park, a shower and black tea, before getting ready for work. At the ministry, she put her head down and marched her way up to the fourth floor, keen to get on with work. She plonked her thick manuscript on her desk and unlocked her drawer to pull out her research folder. But today was different. It was the start of the year, and Harmony had set up a picnic of sorts in the break room. So, Hadley had placed her manuscript in her desk, locked it, and made her way to the Break room.
And there was a member in here. Hadley smiled and made her way up to him. A new face. She sat down at the table near him and took a kale chip. She had had these before in Harmony's office, and remembered she quite liked them. "Hello," she said, seeing that he was trying the food and smoothies. "I'm Hadley, spirit support officer." She reached her clean, non-kale occupied hand out to him to shake his hand. She wanted to get to know her team, which she was sure was the reason why Harmony had done this.
Oliver looked up at the witch as she entered the break room and made her way over. Oliver wasn't the most social person. He tried; he really did, but somehow he always seemed to come off as a bit blunt and ... well, almost rude. He was really hoping this time he could make a halfway decent first impression. For once.
He made a conscious effort to smile back at her as she sat across from him, but he was already getting a bit nervous. "Hi," he managed curtly as he took her hand. "Werewolf Registry Archivist. Oliver Parks."
"I'm new," he added with a smile that turned out looking more like a grimace. He felt better about this than he usually did, but something was telling him he hadn't exactly hit his mark of making a good impression.Well, I tried. What else can I say?
He still couldn't believe they'd put him in a position dealing with people. Had they even looked at his application? Well, that's a stupid question, Oliver. Of course they did; they put you working in Magical Creatures, didn't they? Apparently they just didn't know how bad it actually was. So Oliver had simply decided that he would be speaking to people as little as possible so as to avoid making himself look like a jerk. |
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