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NOAH MARTIN-PRYCE | DEPARTMENT OF MYSTERIES UNSPEAKABLE
CORAL REEF BAR
There was an instant relief in feeling Joseph's palm pressed against his own, though it would be only temporary once his bright blue eyes fell on certain other sights here at the gala. "Dad and papa were jealous already when I rung them to inform them of the event." He had wanted them to teach him a few simple expressions in Mermish so he could speak politely with the hosts...all of which had emptied themselves from his mind thanks to the nerves. "I wish I had brought a camera to take a few photographs for them...but I read somewhere that the merfolk do not take kindly to such things, especially when the flash goes off." And knowing Noah's luck...that would happen despite his best intentions. Takes a moment and smiles at his boyfriend as they walked towards the tables with drink and food options..and his stomach churned a fair bit as he contemplated just how adventurous he thought he could push himself to be. Probably not all that much more...the submarine ride down here had already been enough of an adventure for now.
His gaze briefly shifted from a place of what looked like lettuce wraps, shrimp on the inside, and towards Joseph but then soon swerved to the merqueen who was currently berating the Minister for Magic. Distracted again, the Unspeakable's head craned and followed her indication to see... "Mr. Flamsteed?" Noah gasped, watching as his boss behaved in the most uncivilized of ways. Not just him, but two more of his coworkers were joining in and Noah felt utterly appalled by the display. Joseph's question rung all kind of alarm bells inside and his curls were practically quivering in their own anxiousness. "I'd...let the answer to that question remain a mystery," he whispered, giving the actor's hand a gentle tug to move away from this group and towards the perfectly respectable end of the table where a nice plate of dinner rolls sat in a pyramid. "She seems...quite ornery ... we wouldn't want you to accidentally start an international incident."
Those last words were meant to be said lightheartedly...but it was a serious concern of the former Ravenclaw.
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CHARLES HOLLINGBERRY | MINISTER FOR MAGIC
CORAL REEF BAR
Charles maintained the same cordial smile as he took a sip from his new beverage, a deep one, to hopefully appease the Atlantian Chieftess. The Minister was, unfortunately, midsip when suddenly that very same Atlantian Chieftess spoke again, though instead of diplomacy and international comradery...she was practically sneering at him with her sharp tone. Glass still pressed to his mouth, Charles turned his head to look at what surely innocent misunderstanding had occurred (again). What he saw instead was nothing short of the sort of scene he had walked into when visiting his daughter when the triplets were mere toddlers and little darling Yukie had roped Michael and Mitsuki in to turning the living room into a pool.
But these were not children...they were some of the finest minds at the Ministry behaving like children and it truly was an embarrassment. Not only that, but it was a bit of a slap in the face to the efforts of all those who had made this event possible.
"Airey! Jane! Damian!" the Minister barked, losing his composure briefly and very much slipping into stern and disappointed grandparent. "Enough. Clean up your mess and puddles and apologize to our hosts immediately! This is a formal gala of international importance not your personal splash pad, behave as such!" As an additional precaution, Charles did give a quick glance towards both Genevieve and Hugo who had certain skillsets in detainment that may become necessary.
Whatever had gotten into those three?
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AIREY FLAMSTEED | DEPARTMENT OF MYSTERIES DEPARTMENT HEAD
IMPROMTU SPLASH ZONE
Airey found himself torn between a deep yearning to suck the liquid off the floor and roll around in it, both requiring an instant gratification that was impossible to quench. "Water!" Airey sung as he spun towards the newly joined Unspeakable and grabbed him by the shoulders. "Wa---" And then he was struck with a thought. It was so obvious what had to be done, was it not? Quickly patting his pockets again, a sort of glaze came over Airey Flamsteed's expression and the joyous and particularly British song he had been singing earlier faded swiftly into something else entirely. Shrill, haunting, and in a language not his own...Airey began to sing the very song that had been haunting his thoughts for so long now. Eyes flicking to Jane briefly, Airey seized his own wand and thrust it upwards....and with a non-verbal Aguamenti, water shot forth from his wand and showered over the entire area.
Though his eyes did drift dangerously towards the magical barrier...
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