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Krel Ansell · 01-11-2020, 09:01 PM

Text Cut: Delyth

A disruption behind him, turned Conley’s attention from the receptionist desk. A flurry of papers rained down around the lobby. Conley’s face twitched from a smile back to straight as he tried very hard to not to laugh. He wasn't laughing at the girl, but rather the situation. In fact, he had no clue who had fallen over. ”Alright there?” he asked walking over towards the young lady on the ground. ”Did you hurt anything?” he asked dropping into a squat as he fixed his ‘talking to an important diplomat and can’t give things away look’ form on his face to keep from laughing.

He set his own paperwork on the ground by his feet and began gathering up the closest paperwork, making a small pile, and then when the close ones were picked up, he pulled out his poplar wand and waved it, summoning the rest of them which stacked themselves up on his existing pile. The actions allowed the young lady to collect herself.

01-11-2020, 09:01 PM	#30 (permalink)
Krel Ansell DMLE & DIMC Mooncalf Join Date: Jul 2003 Location: Drowning in files Posts: 7,071 x1	randomly tagged \| Norbert(a) \| The Wandmaker (tm) Text Cut: Delyth Quote: Originally Posted by GD2204 Things were finally looking good for the curly haired blonde on level one at the Ministry of Magic. She’d finally gone on a date for the first time in forever, and the most important thing of all, she was on top of her work! Sure, it had almost pushed her to the edge but she’d somehow managed to return her stack of memos to the correct homes and she was on top of her own work too, which was super important, what with Hogwarts now back in term. It really was rewarding, helping to support those families who couldn’t afford to send their children to school. Hogwarts was for everyone after all. Walking into the lobby, her reports tucked under her arm, ready to go to grab some food because she was now officially on her brake, a wide smile on her face for a moment, until she spotted…him. Standing there with his reports as if he owned the place. She loved being on this floor but sometimes, it really was a pain having the minister share the floor because anyone and everyone ended up down here at one point. Casting a disapproving glance over at him, she walked past the reception desk and past him, refusing to give him the light of day. In a few moments, she’d be out of here enjoying her salad on her own and then she’d get back and he’d be gone and everything in the world would be grand. The plan was perfect…except she hadn’t considered what would happen if she tripped, right in front of him and sent her files across the floor as if she’d just dropped a bag of marbles. A disruption behind him, turned Conley’s attention from the receptionist desk. A flurry of papers rained down around the lobby. Conley’s face twitched from a smile back to straight as he tried very hard to not to laugh. He wasn't laughing at the girl, but rather the situation. In fact, he had no clue who had fallen over. ”Alright there?” he asked walking over towards the young lady on the ground. ”Did you hurt anything?” he asked dropping into a squat as he fixed his ‘talking to an important diplomat and can’t give things away look’ form on his face to keep from laughing. He set his own paperwork on the ground by his feet and began gathering up the closest paperwork, making a small pile, and then when the close ones were picked up, he pulled out his poplar wand and waved it, summoning the rest of them which stacked themselves up on his existing pile. The actions allowed the young lady to collect herself. __________________