05-28-2008, 03:49 AM
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DoM Veela
Join Date: Sep 2007 Location: Themyscira
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Nerissa M. Tate Sixth Year x8
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Originally Posted by Waterloo Suited and booted in the finest attire he had managed to find in his makeshift wardrobe, Casper apparated directly to the visitor's entrance. He raised one hand to make sure his hair was styled correctly before looked down at his polished, black shoes. Hmmm. He looked fit for a wedding. Which was good, considering he was about to attend one.
He didn't know the Minister or his bride personally, but Casper had to check in on it. Deep down, he was quite the sucker for a good, old bit of romance. Just as long as it wasn't ... him.
Casper noted the members of security that scatterd the area, obviously indicating that he was at the right place. However, still being new at the Ministry he decided it best to check. You couldn't be too careful after all.
He spotted a dressed up woman not to far away from where he had apparated and confidently approached her with a smile. "'Scuse me Ma'am, but I have the right place for the wedding, yes?" He was just making sure. Fancy dresses, tall heels and make up, were things that Constanza was not so fond of. Dresses were nice, but they make her look smaller than she already was for some strange reason; Heels were painful, and make up... That was one thing that she didn't like at all. Dresses and heels she could handle, but not make up. The sensation of having that thing all over your face was definately not pleasent for her.
This was a wedding, however and she had to look nice, yes?
Yes, she definately had to look nice. It wasn't just a regular wedding, after all; It was Minister Cooper's wedding. Being standing there looking at the people that were dressed up, amde her remeber of her sister's wedding, that she could still remember as if it had been only yesterday. . . "Eh?" Murdoch said absentmindedly. She had almost forgotten that she was surrounded my quite a lot of strangers, that were probably thinking that she was not very by the dreamy look that had most likely taken over her face. "I'm sorry, I didn't catch that" She cleared her troath and went on "Would you mind repeating your question? I was a little, er, distracted" 'Distracted' was probably a understatement considering that her mind was a thousand miles away (literally), but there was no need to explain any of those details to the man.
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