04-18-2017, 07:47 AM
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MO & DMLE Blast-Ended Skrewt
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Lyric Bayliss-Black Slytherin Fourth Year x12 x12
| *gets this in before finishing her main wand post* Zombie Apocalypse Team Leader ★ ★ in a crown of pepperoni and artisan cheese Quote:
Originally Posted by Schroyers
Oh, had he beaten Mr. Florian there? He smiled excitedly at the Wandmaker, his mentor? Was it too early to brand him such a thing? Probably. But either way he was excited to learn! "You too, Mr. Florian! I'm really excited to get started." The boy nodded and followed Florian's lead.
"I've never really interned before so i'm not really sure what you'd like me to be doing but i'm just hoping to soak up some knowledge." Did that sound too immature? ...Mr. Florian? The wandmaker gave his young intern a surprised once over. It was strange to be addressed in that way; the one that elevated you in social standing. A token of respect, surely, but still a strange occurrence. "Just Florian is fine, unless you prefer to call me by the other." Either way, he wasn't too fussed. They would be getting busy and names would hardly matter during that whirlwind. A fun whirlwind, but still a whirlwind, nonetheless.
As for duties... If he could admit such a thing, he was also new to the intern game. Ira Banner had Sophie Brown, but their relationship was a strange, yet fascinating, one to behold. Florian wasn't nearly as unpleasant... and he would've preferred to keep this as enjoyable as possible. No grumpiness to speak of. "I think we'll start with helping to restock wands that have been a miss. The boxes are marked with shelving numbers." If he did well with that, they could move to something else. "Is that acceptable for you?" Quote:
Originally Posted by DuckyLinJi Once Dorian had noticed that the man whom he had seen selling wands was walking his way, he panicked a little bit. What if he wasn't allowed to be here anyways? What if this area was only for paying customers? Was he going to be kicked out now?!
Before he knew it, he heard the man speak to him and he sighed softly. Okay so he wasn't mad but didn't want him to linger either. "I'm sorry, okay" he muttered, gazing past the man as he saw another eleven year old try a wand. "Can i try once?" he asked suddenly as his blue eyes looked back up to the owner. "Just a" he swished his hand as if he was waving a wand like he had seen his father and grandfather do at home. "I'm almost eleven!" he added hopefully. "Please?" his father had always said that politeness could take a person far. Speaking of him, Dorian checked his bright orange watch around his wrist. Mweh he was going to be picked up soon, he wanted to stay longer in diagon alley! He'd just been about to move towards the back.. when the smol child he'd just warned about loitering requested to handle a wand. Doing a double-take, Florian...frowned, concerned now. Handling the wands before you were ready to do so was a bad idea, even though young children often got a hold of their parents'... "No wands until you've reached the right age." There was a push to seem authoritative, but.. not discouraging. Eagerness should never be frowned upon.
And...
... Truth of the matter, Florian Dudemeither-Quackenboss was simply too nice to disappoint this child. In doing so, he disappointed himself. One day... "How about something else?" It was quietly said. "Join me at the counter."
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