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"Oh Dear" Tasha thought to her self as she saw the woman walking around the muddy campground in her socks. "My Dear what are you doing walking around in your socks you could get a terrible chill." raising an eyebrow in her direction. "Your very lucky that I always bring an extra pair of shoes with me" while digging in her bag, she knew the shoes where in here somewhere." and Miss" she added to the other lady that was about to take out her wand. "No need for magic love, I've always come prepaired. I'd hate to report such a nice person, and I'd rather not do that for I don't want to make my job any harder then it already is." she continued on but still really nice, she made sure not to be mean. "Muggles are really hard to tell apart witches and wizards. Very" she answered the question before it could have been answered. "But other then that everything is just peachy, Hows your tent comming?. Would you like some help" she was always offering her assistance in one way or another.
Well, it's not like I pulled OUT my wand. Honestly. Ministry rules. Ugh. she thought disdainfully, smiling and nodding.
"Thank you, but I think my husband--" she emphasized to let the woman know in no uncertain terms that her man was TAKEN--
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Cassirin "My BOOT," Hunter accepted the boot back and made a sad face at it. Cute little boots and now they were just... dirty. Ew. "Thank you. Thaaaaaaank you." Only. She couldn't just slip it back on right? RIGHT?
Hunter didn't give a whit about rules when no one had bothered to Tergeo the field ahead of time. Still... she didn't want to get in trouble, so she simply TOSSED her boot toward a dry hillock and then bent over to whip off her sock too. And then the other boot and sock. And then she rolled up her pants legs. There.
"Deplorable is an awfully apt word for this. Should we issue a complaint?"
"Absolutely." she muttered, looking at the ruin they called a campground. Really, it wouldn't be too bad WITH magic, but without? REALLY?
"This is ridiculous. I mean... it's just not what we expected; we allegedly were set for the best seats and best grounds here!" she said softly.
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"Don't exaggerate, luve. It's really not that far." He said as he still stood there catching his breath. "Really more like a kilometer or two."
"Do you need sickles?" He half-asked-half-offered.
"No." she said shortly.
"Honey, it's so far, and the ice cream will melt. Can't we get it later once we've established camp, and had a chance to relax and eradicate some of these bugs?" The marshy ground was attracting a fair number of tiny flying insects which hovered about, pestering, occasionally biting. She slapped one away, annoyed. She could do the same to Marco for arranging such shabby tickets.
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Claudian nodded in realization that she like him was a Ministry worker. "Well, it's nice to meet you, Miss Tasha Starr. I'm Claudian Slughorn. I'm the newly appointed assistant to the Minster. Well, one of them at least." Claudian looked sincerely heart-broken when Sasha mentioned that she would not be able to attend the game and actually see the pitch. "It is a lot of fun. Weeellll, I mean...it's alright." There. Maybe she would feel that it was not a big deal if he made it seem like less than it was and therefore believe she was not missing out on much. Terrible that some had to miss out on the extravaganza.
"I understand, though. And, I assure you that those of us who will be watching the game are truly grateful for your work. We wouldn't be able to safely enjoy the festivities without it." He smiled. "Oh, Miss Starr, I'd like for you to meet my wife, Mrs. Aryanna Slughorn."
SLAP! She smacked away another bug.
"Pleasure." she said stiffly to the woman. She knew she should be nicer, but this was really lousy and the ministry official was keeping them from sneaking in some wandwork to get things in order. Annoying, really. Surely her poor behavior had nothing to do with the fact that she was now CERTAIN the girl had been flirting with Claudian.
"Is your entire task patrolling? I mean, aren't you capable of any... y'know... groundskeeping? Janitorial? Because this... it's not so good, you know?" She glanced at the dark-haired girl with muddy boots.
"We'd like to lodge a complaint, and maybe get some help getting this place... up to code?" That sounded official anyway.