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DaniDiNardo · 12-28-2018, 11:19 PM

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Originally Posted by Tazzie

Being a herbologist for almost a decade now, it was no wonder that Beatrice could often be found in the greenhouses rather than the confines of her office. After all, she had once been a caretaker here before transferring to the research team and she still worked very closely with the greenhouse personnel from time to time.

She was seated on a bench, a few documents splayed open on either side of her when the other woman, one she was fairly certain wasn't from DERP, stepped inside. At first, the former Ravenclaw prefect paid her no heed since the greenhouse was mostly open to everyone in the Ministry, but when she saw the woman reach out to touch a flower, she wondered if said woman wasn't aware that there were quite a number dangerous plants there.

Beatrice stood, smoothing the front of her skirt as she approached her. "Hi. Is there anything I can do for you?"

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Originally Posted by Roselyn

Picking off some of the petals, Tahnia rubbed them between her fingers, letting them crumble and fall to the ground. They colored her fingers RED! Raising the stained body instruments to eye level, her tongue poked out a little, just about to lick the color before someone's entrance made her jump. WHO THERE?

NOOPE. There was NUTHIN' going on here! Practically diving head first into the large patch, she wiggled around a bit as she kicked up a bunch of dirt in the process. Some flowers were plucked and thrown on top of her. Others were unfortunate to be squashed. The MOST important part of this was that she couldn't be seen if she was one of the flowers!

She was on an errand for her sister, albeit a strange one, but it didn't put her out of her way so it didn't bother her as much as it otherwise could've. A quick stop off at Olly's office, a stroll--real quick, she had things to do--through the greenhouses after to collect and then back to Level 2 to get through those expired warrants she was sorely tempted to pass off to the YATI. Vivi wouldn't be too mad she stole her live bait, would she?

It was something she'd have to remember to ask when she got back because Alexa Cambridge had far better things to do than sit at her desk staring at paper work for hours upon mind numbing hours.

Heading through the greenhouses, she spotted Bee and slowed her gait to spare a quick greeting. That's when she saw someone...er.....diving....through the flowers........

Right. Okay. DERP employees were always a little off in the head, tree huggers, zen and campfire hand holding one with nature types so she decided not to think much about this one that'd clearly taken the "one with nature" a little too seriously.

"Hey Bee." She said, still slowing. Hazel eyes fell on the other woman. "You know you're doing it wrong, yeah?" So they were on the same page here.

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DaniDiNardo MO & DMLE Crup Join Date: May 2012 Location: Over here! (GMT -5) Posts: 17,240 Hogwarts RPG Name: Ruth (Rae) Elliot Gryffindor First Year x12 x12	Yeah I broke that mirror, so what? ll NOT backward ll Official Gryfferin ll Lemon's favourite Quote: Originally Posted by Tazzie Being a herbologist for almost a decade now, it was no wonder that Beatrice could often be found in the greenhouses rather than the confines of her office. After all, she had once been a caretaker here before transferring to the research team and she still worked very closely with the greenhouse personnel from time to time. She was seated on a bench, a few documents splayed open on either side of her when the other woman, one she was fairly certain wasn't from DERP, stepped inside. At first, the former Ravenclaw prefect paid her no heed since the greenhouse was mostly open to everyone in the Ministry, but when she saw the woman reach out to touch a flower, she wondered if said woman wasn't aware that there were quite a number dangerous plants there. Beatrice stood, smoothing the front of her skirt as she approached her. "Hi. Is there anything I can do for you?" Quote: Originally Posted by Roselyn Picking off some of the petals, Tahnia rubbed them between her fingers, letting them crumble and fall to the ground. They colored her fingers RED! Raising the stained body instruments to eye level, her tongue poked out a little, just about to lick the color before someone's entrance made her jump. WHO THERE? NOOPE. There was NUTHIN' going on here! Practically diving head first into the large patch, she wiggled around a bit as she kicked up a bunch of dirt in the process. Some flowers were plucked and thrown on top of her. Others were unfortunate to be squashed. The MOST important part of this was that she couldn't be seen if she was one of the flowers! She was on an errand for her sister, albeit a strange one, but it didn't put her out of her way so it didn't bother her as much as it otherwise could've. A quick stop off at Olly's office, a stroll--real quick, she had things to do--through the greenhouses after to collect and then back to Level 2 to get through those expired warrants she was sorely tempted to pass off to the YATI. Vivi wouldn't be too mad she stole her live bait, would she? It was something she'd have to remember to ask when she got back because Alexa Cambridge had far better things to do than sit at her desk staring at paper work for hours upon mind numbing hours. Heading through the greenhouses, she spotted Bee and slowed her gait to spare a quick greeting. That's when she saw someone...er.....diving....through the flowers........ Right. Okay. DERP employees were always a little off in the head, tree huggers, zen and campfire hand holding one with nature types so she decided not to think much about this one that'd clearly taken the "one with nature" a little too seriously. "Hey Bee." She said, still slowing. Hazel eyes fell on the other woman. "You know you're doing it wrong, yeah?" So they were on the same page here. __________________ Imma say all the words inside my head____________________________________ ______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.