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TeafortheSoul · 02-24-2020, 12:54 PM

SPOILER!!: the singer

There was something inherently cringe-worthy about being the first person to get up at this sort of thing and some people could pull it off but in Stella's opinion, this was not it. She watched for a half of a second, keeping almost all judgement off of her face - save for the slight lift of one eyebrow, and then turned her attention away from the stage area. Would she get up herself? Maybe. She wasn't so inclined as of yet.

SPOILER!!: old friends. Like, literally but also, yk /LITERALLY/ you know? See what I did there?

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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl

SPOILER!!: Gems, the two of ya

Ah, so she was French. Well that was a buzzkill. He knew about three French words: champagne, escargot, and oui, if that one counted as a word. This was going to be more difficult than he'd thought, particularly because one puppy dog of a manboy was now swooping in to check Fletcher's vibe.

He sighed; he hadn't even had time to respond to Legs on his own.

"Caleb, by the way," Fletcher repeated ~~not at all sarcastically~~ as he shook the boy's hand with quite a firm grip of his own. "I'm Fletcher, by the way." Did he sound like he was making fun of the young man, or did it just come off as a dad joke? Heh. "Junior Undersecretary to the Minister for Magic." As such, he was very interested in how Caleb was describing this event to the new employee, Stella. Apparently it was something she should just blow off, huh?

Fletcher narrowed his eyes at the other man. "So you're not enjoying hearing your coworkers butcher popular Muggle and wrock songs, Caleb? Are you saying I'm not to expect you up on that stage any minute now?" What a shame; he was so looking forward to seeing someone embarrass their self, and Caleb looked like exactly the person he had in mind. Well, there was a brave soul up there now, singing quite the old rock song about.... stalking, was it?

"I'll be sure to pass your compliments along to the Minister," Fletcher added, his eyes drifting cooly toward Caleb and then back to Stella. "I'm afraid this party isn't indicative of how we usually do things here."

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Originally Posted by Lissy Longbottom

"Stella, very nice to meet you," Caleb said, holding his hand out for only a few seconds before it became apparent that she was NOT going to shake it back. Well, ok then. Maybe she was germaphobic or something? He pulled his hand back and took a sip of the hot cocoa he had picked up at the snack table - which felt like such a strange drink to serve at a karaoke party.

"What department are you in?" he asked in genuine curiosity. It was always a safe bet to ask that question at these things. He supposed that question also applied to the guy nearby...he didn't care as much about his response, though. Obviously.

Oh good Merlin. What a corny dad joke. Was this dude for real? In fact, he DID kind of look like he could be his dad. Or Stella's dad. Hehe. Caleb wasn't that mean to say something like that to him - at least not to his face. "Nice to meet you too, Fletcher," he said in response. OOOOH, Junior Undersecretary eh? Someone thought highly of themselves, since he dropped that fact so fast.

He raised a dark eyebrow at him. "It was a joke," he told him, taking note of the tone Fletcher had as he questioned him. Had he personally planned this karaoke party or something? Why did he seem so...offended? "But no, I'm not planning on singing. I won't subject anyone here to that," he said, with another joking smirk. So calm down, bro. He didn't need to know that Caleb actually loathed everything about this - but he didn't like a lot of things. It was nothing personal.

Her gaze flicked back and forward in a lazy kind of way between the two men as they bantered, and then she cracked a smile at the 'junior' part of Fletcher's title. Junior. Really? Perhaps it made him feel young? Wouldn't 'assistant' at least be a little less ironic? Still, it wasn't lost on her that it meant he was relatively high up in the ministry pecking order. Maybe that could be useful? She flashed him a proper smile, just in case. You never knew.

"And how are things usually done here?" If this was not the usual, well, colour her vaguely curious. Another vaguely curious thing was how the English liked to only give one name. She would have to remember it was the norm to do that, and that they would not be offended by her just addressing them openly by their first names, which she assumed that was what had been given.

She smiled at the other one too, as he professed his apparent lack of musical ability and answered his question breezily, "Transportation. I am the Department Head's new personal assistant." She was actually looking forward to getting started. "I know undersecretary -excusez-moi- junior undersecretary is the Minister's Office," Another smile for ~~old-man-zaddy~~Fletcher, and then she looked at Caleb, since he had originally asked the question of her, "but which department do you work with?" Her accent was minimal all things considered, and did not give her away so much as the few words which slipped free here and there where they came more naturally than the English alternative. Stella crossed her legs the opposite way and glanced around, noting a few curious looks being sent her way. Or perhaps at Fletcher or Caleb? Regardless, she was content where she was.

For now.

02-24-2020, 12:54 PM	#35 (permalink)
TeafortheSoul Formerly: Tegz Demiguise Join Date: May 2008 Location: Hobbiton Posts: 24,243 Hogwarts RPG Name: ??? Ravenclaw Hogwarts RPG Name: Ronnie Thurkell Gryffindor Seventh Year x12 x12	lives in a hobbit hole \|\| Ern and Touz's Nuzzle \|\| roflysst \|\| looking at a seed packet SPOILER!!: the singer Quote: Originally Posted by Bazinga This was the BEST ministry event that Topanga had been to. Last year she was excited about dressing up, but this year was singing! The young transportation employee made her way in and beamed at everyone. "All talk and no singing yet? What is going on everyone!" She didn't even think about getting a drink or food first she headed right for the little stage and the microphone! "Who's ready for some fun? Sing along if you know this muggle song." She flipped through to see if it was there and was delighted that it was. Pushing the little button the music started up and Topanga started dancing around before the words came on the screen. "One way or another, I'm gonna find ya I'm gonna get ya, get ya, get ya, get ya One way or another, I'm gonna win ya I'm gonna get ya, get ya ,get ya, get ya One way or another, I'm gonna see ya I'm gonna meet ya, meet ya, meet ya, meet ya One day, maybe next week, I'm gonna meet ya I'm gonna meet ya, I'll meet ya" Oh yeah, this song was the best!! There was something inherently cringe-worthy about being the first person to get up at this sort of thing and some people could pull it off but in Stella's opinion, this was not it. She watched for a half of a second, keeping almost all judgement off of her face - save for the slight lift of one eyebrow, and then turned her attention away from the stage area. Would she get up herself? Maybe. She wasn't so inclined as of yet. SPOILER!!: old friends. Like, literally but also, yk /LITERALLY/ you know? See what I did there? Quote: Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl SPOILER!!: Gems, the two of ya Ah, so she was French. Well that was a buzzkill. He knew about three French words: champagne, escargot, and oui, if that one counted as a word. This was going to be more difficult than he'd thought, particularly because one puppy dog of a manboy was now swooping in to check Fletcher's vibe. He sighed; he hadn't even had time to respond to Legs on his own. "Caleb, by the way," Fletcher repeated ~~not at all sarcastically~~ as he shook the boy's hand with quite a firm grip of his own. "I'm Fletcher, by the way." Did he sound like he was making fun of the young man, or did it just come off as a dad joke? Heh. "Junior Undersecretary to the Minister for Magic." As such, he was very interested in how Caleb was describing this event to the new employee, Stella. Apparently it was something she should just blow off, huh? Fletcher narrowed his eyes at the other man. "So you're not enjoying hearing your coworkers butcher popular Muggle and wrock songs, Caleb? Are you saying I'm not to expect you up on that stage any minute now?" What a shame; he was so looking forward to seeing someone embarrass their self, and Caleb looked like exactly the person he had in mind. Well, there was a brave soul up there now, singing quite the old rock song about.... stalking, was it? "I'll be sure to pass your compliments along to the Minister," Fletcher added, his eyes drifting cooly toward Caleb and then back to Stella. "I'm afraid this party isn't indicative of how we usually do things here." Quote: Originally Posted by Lissy Longbottom "Stella, very nice to meet you," Caleb said, holding his hand out for only a few seconds before it became apparent that she was NOT going to shake it back. Well, ok then. Maybe she was germaphobic or something? He pulled his hand back and took a sip of the hot cocoa he had picked up at the snack table - which felt like such a strange drink to serve at a karaoke party. "What department are you in?" he asked in genuine curiosity. It was always a safe bet to ask that question at these things. He supposed that question also applied to the guy nearby...he didn't care as much about his response, though. Obviously. Oh good Merlin. What a corny dad joke. Was this dude for real? In fact, he DID kind of look like he could be his dad. Or Stella's dad. Hehe. Caleb wasn't that mean to say something like that to him - at least not to his face. "Nice to meet you too, Fletcher," he said in response. OOOOH, Junior Undersecretary eh? Someone thought highly of themselves, since he dropped that fact so fast. He raised a dark eyebrow at him. "It was a joke," he told him, taking note of the tone Fletcher had as he questioned him. Had he personally planned this karaoke party or something? Why did he seem so...offended? "But no, I'm not planning on singing. I won't subject anyone here to that," he said, with another joking smirk. So calm down, bro. He didn't need to know that Caleb actually loathed everything about this - but he didn't like a lot of things. It was nothing personal. Her gaze flicked back and forward in a lazy kind of way between the two men as they bantered, and then she cracked a smile at the 'junior' part of Fletcher's title. Junior. Really? Perhaps it made him feel young? Wouldn't 'assistant' at least be a little less ironic? Still, it wasn't lost on her that it meant he was relatively high up in the ministry pecking order. Maybe that could be useful? She flashed him a proper smile, just in case. You never knew. "And how are things usually done here?" If this was not the usual, well, colour her vaguely curious. Another vaguely curious thing was how the English liked to only give one name. She would have to remember it was the norm to do that, and that they would not be offended by her just addressing them openly by their first names, which she assumed that was what had been given. She smiled at the other one too, as he professed his apparent lack of musical ability and answered his question breezily, "Transportation. I am the Department Head's new personal assistant." She was actually looking forward to getting started. *"I know undersecretary -excusez-moi- junior* undersecretary is the Minister's Office," Another smile for ~~old-man-zaddy~~Fletcher, and then she looked at Caleb, since he had originally asked the question of her, "but which department do you work with?"** Her accent was minimal all things considered, and did not give her away so much as the few words which slipped free here and there where they came more naturally than the English alternative. Stella crossed her legs the opposite way and glanced around, noting a few curious looks being sent her way. Or perhaps at Fletcher or Caleb? Regardless, she was content where she was. For now. __________________ love is like a letter wrote :: and life is like an envelope be careful who you give it to :: they might not give it back to you