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emjay · 06-21-2019, 12:59 AM

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Originally Posted by Theophilus Darcy

It would be a lie to say that you couldn’t hear Theophilus coming before he arrived. His laugh echoed the whole way from the entrance and his bowling shoes (his ones from home and not those disgusting provided ones) were heavy heeled so he clicked and clacked his way across to his Ministry colleagues. Of course, he would not be himself if he hadn’t grabbed a bunch of food for himself and carried it over.

In fact, there were already greasy fingerprints smeared across his PURPLE shirt. Man, whoever came up with these team names was… well, they were a COMEDIAN. SO FUNNY. HAH HAH HAH. GUTTERGROIT. HAHAHAHAOOOHHOHOHO. Wiping his mouth on the back of his hand, Theophilus GRINNED at those sporting purple shirts also.

”Theophilus Darcy, ladies and gents. Almost professional bowler. Semi professional ballroom dancer. Oh, and absolutely professional and Olympic champion at eating.”

They were welcome.

Kendra couldn't say she was exactly an avid bowler. In fact, she couldn't remember the last time she went bowling. Before Noémi was in school, probably. But she was all for having the new year orientation at the bowling alley even if it wasn't really her thing. It was nice and casual for new people to feel comfortable. She probably just wouldn't do any actual bowling as she wouldn't be able to add much to her team's score. Still, she chose one of the purple team shirts and looked for those she'd be joining.

Oh Merlin, people really were all over the place. It was difficult to tell who was on what team even with the shirts as not everyone had grouped up yet and were still mingling. But the first person she came across with a purple shirt was making himself known.

"Well, Theophilius Darcy, it appears that we're on the same team," she said with a perfectly polite smile. "And I'm sure your almost professional score will balance out my paltry occasional bowler score. Kendra Jordan-Durand," she added in way of introduction. But he probably already knew that. Everyone knew who the department heads were, didn't they? Well, if they didn't, they should. And she was doing her best not to look too long at the greasy stains on his shirt because they were disgusting and she was really trying not to be rude.

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Originally Posted by Alberta Bowman

Bowling. Bowling was fun if you were a fool or a child, but Alberta was neither and so it wasn't. Yet here she was. In the spirit of meeting her coworkers, or something along those lines. Or because it would most likely be frowned upon, not showing up as the new employee.
Three cheers for socialising with new coworkers you did not care about in the slightest and what looked like terribly greasy food. If this was their way of saying "welcome to the Ministry of Magic", Alberta wasn't sure she was at the right place.

But bowling it was. Not one for bright colours and deciding it would work least awful best with the black dress she was wearing, Bertie chose the black shirt, giving herself a quick reminder not to hex anyone who thought it might be hilarious to suggest she join the polka-dotted Bertie Bott team. The joke had stopped being funny about 28 years ago.

Now that that had been taken care of she supposed she should figure out who exactly was on her team or who her new coworkers were. Yay...

Yes! Bowling! This was his game! Well, Gobstones was Milo's game, really, but there were many parallels between gobstones and bowling for him to enjoy the strategy and gameplay of it all. Or at least that's what he told himself. He pulled on a black shirt because the pun was hilarious and because he planned on getting strikes, so the choice was obvious.

And the first person he saw in the same shirt was a woman who appeared about his age, maybe a few years younger. "Heyyy, same shirt, same team!" he said with a grin, giving her finger guns. Might as well get to know his teammates. "I'm Milo, by the way."

06-21-2019, 12:59 AM	#46 (permalink)
emjay DMAC & DERP Pygmy Puff Join Date: Jun 2008 Location: working Posts: 18,082 Hogwarts RPG Name: Phoenix Marchbanks Ravenclaw Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Wiley Whittebrook Hufflepuff Second Year x12 x5	Unforgivably Cursed \| adultescent Quote: Originally Posted by Theophilus Darcy It would be a lie to say that you couldn’t hear Theophilus coming before he arrived. His laugh echoed the whole way from the entrance and his bowling shoes (his ones from home and not those disgusting provided ones) were heavy heeled so he clicked and clacked his way across to his Ministry colleagues. Of course, he would not be himself if he hadn’t grabbed a bunch of food for himself and carried it over. In fact, there were already greasy fingerprints smeared across his PURPLE shirt. Man, whoever came up with these team names was… well, they were a COMEDIAN. SO FUNNY. HAH HAH HAH. GUTTERGROIT. HAHAHAHAOOOHHOHOHO. Wiping his mouth on the back of his hand, Theophilus GRINNED at those sporting purple shirts also. ”Theophilus Darcy, ladies and gents. Almost professional bowler. Semi professional ballroom dancer. Oh, and absolutely professional and Olympic champion at eating.” They were welcome. Kendra couldn't say she was exactly an avid bowler. In fact, she couldn't remember the last time she went bowling. Before Noémi was in school, probably. But she was all for having the new year orientation at the bowling alley even if it wasn't really her thing. It was nice and casual for new people to feel comfortable. She probably just wouldn't do any actual bowling as she wouldn't be able to add much to her team's score. Still, she chose one of the purple team shirts and looked for those she'd be joining. Oh Merlin, people really were all over the place. It was difficult to tell who was on what team even with the shirts as not everyone had grouped up yet and were still mingling. But the first person she came across with a purple shirt was making himself known. "Well, Theophilius Darcy, it appears that we're on the same team," she said with a perfectly polite smile. "And I'm sure your almost professional score will balance out my paltry occasional bowler score. Kendra Jordan-Durand," she added in way of introduction. But he probably already knew that. Everyone knew who the department heads were, didn't they? Well, if they didn't, they should. And she was doing her best not to look too long at the greasy stains on his shirt because they were disgusting and she was really trying not to be rude. Quote: Originally Posted by Alberta Bowman Bowling. Bowling was fun if you were a fool or a child, but Alberta was neither and so it wasn't. Yet here she was. In the spirit of meeting her coworkers, or something along those lines. Or because it would most likely be frowned upon, not showing up as the new employee. Three cheers for socialising with new coworkers you did not care about in the slightest and what looked like terribly greasy food. If this was their way of saying "welcome to the Ministry of Magic", Alberta wasn't sure she was at the right place. But bowling it was. Not one for bright colours and deciding it would work least awful best with the black dress she was wearing, Bertie chose the black shirt, giving herself a quick reminder not to hex anyone who thought it might be hilarious to suggest she join the polka-dotted Bertie Bott team. The joke had stopped being funny about 28 years ago. Now that that had been taken care of she supposed she should figure out who exactly was on her team or who her new coworkers were. Yay... Yes! Bowling! This was his game! Well, Gobstones was Milo's game, really, but there were many parallels between gobstones and bowling for him to enjoy the strategy and gameplay of it all. Or at least that's what he told himself. He pulled on a black shirt because the pun was hilarious and because he planned on getting strikes, so the choice was obvious. And the first person he saw in the same shirt was a woman who appeared about his age, maybe a few years younger. "Heyyy, same shirt, same team!" he said with a grin, giving her finger guns. Might as well get to know his teammates. "I'm Milo, by the way." __________________ started like a knight in a fairytale_______________________________________________ ended like a moth in flames______________________ ______________________don't you worry I'll be fine _________________________________________________you were good for the plot line