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Seating Area Graphics credit goes to lazykitty Seating Area In the east corner of the ballroom there are a number of tables set up. Each table is covered with a white tablecloth and is covered in sparkly silver and black rose petals. If your feet are killing you from all that dancing, you're looking for a place to sit and eat, or you just want to chat to your fellow employees, this is the place to do it! |
Armand found himself an empty table and rested at it. He really wanted to be at home. His kids were probably there, playing their games, and getting better by the minute. He was not going to be beaten out by three nine-year-olds at a racing game. After all, he could actually drive, and they couldn't. He should always have the advantage. Maybe he was lucky and they were just playing on their computers. Some free game they all played with each other. He was tempted to take a peek, but had promised them he wouldn't spy on them while he was away. However, he was bored. He remembered how much Slade shuddered every time he uttered those words and chuckled to himself. Slade, what have you done to me? I've done to you? I should think it would be the other way around. Perhaps. |
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Glancing toward the food, Becca shook her head. "No, I'm okay. I made us something for later because the food is never any good at these things." When he said he didn't mind, she rolled her eyes. "Go on, I'll get a drink and then stay out of your way unless you need me to scare someone for you." Yeah, she was pretty good at that. |
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A bit of a grin appeared at her words of making something for later, "I look forward to it." he replied, "Heh, I'll keep that in mind. Maybe I could send Charles your way. He seems to kind of try to avoid you, since he'd met you that one time." |
Grapeh! <3 Did she need to be here? Was it a necessity for her to be here with new people that she probably wasn't going to interact with without eating yet? Haley didn't mind people. She didn't mind new people. She did mind an empty stomach though. She also minded the whole dressing up thing, but that was a whole different story. She'd fallen into a routine of dressing as casual as she could get away with recently. Never matter. She had food now, though, and she headed in the direction of somewhere to sit. Walky, walky walk. She needed somewhere to eat, and somewhere to list things also. Huzzah lists! |
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"Good, it's your favourite. I figured you'd need something to take your mind off all those department heads you scared away." Smiiiirk. "Go ahead. I've got a few things to say to him if he's brave enough to come close to me." |
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"Ohh, even better!" he said with a grin, it'd be a nice evening once they got out of there! Smirking a little "Then I most definitely will find Charles and tell him you'd like a word with him." |
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"Yep. You're washing up." Ha, sucker. "I'm sure you would." Becca shook her head at him and then looked over toward the drinks. "Shall we? Then I can let you get back to scaring Department Heads away." Oh, yeah, could he scare away the Mysteries head or the Law Enforcement head? Maybe she could take over from them! She missed her old job. She missed it a lot. "Actually, on second thoughts... you just go ahead." |
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"Awww..." Merlin, and she always left LOTS of washing up to do! "Well it's way worth it." he said with a shrug. Snorting at the scaring the department heads away comment, "I'm positive I'm not doing anything there." Though it was unusual that everyone was pretty much new besides him except for like two or three! "I'm positive the minister just wants fresh |
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"Stop whining. You know all that's left is the plates, as always." Her eyes were fixed on him. "You're meant to help your employees, not send them into a situation where they might come out crying." Her eyes scanned the room to see if she could see Charles. "Sure you're not. Mhmm, so why'd he pick your handsome face? It's not new, it's old." Snicker. "Yeah, just go ahead. I'll be here." She wasn't going to look sad, or like she was jealous of him, though she totally was. As much as she liked to say she hated the Ministry, she didn't. She still adored it and everything it had been to her. |
For Grace Alright...he was free. Simon's thoughts were spinning both with the news of Emily's surprise promotion and Wes's sudden departure. Not to mention the feelings surrounding how he felt like he was in the shadows at one point. Maybe it was best if he stuck to random fellow employees rather than superiors. Less awkwardness and therefore stress and trouble. And the seating area appeared to be the best place at the moment. The auror took a seat at a nearly empty table to take a moment. |
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Chelsea was, however, feeling just the tiniest bit overwhelmed. This was her first official job that didn't involve re-stocking shelves during the summer, or hanging out around dragons, so it was understandable really. Once again smoothing the front of her dress, possibly because she wasn't use to wearing dresses very often, the nineteen-year-old approached the tables which were filling up fast.. and to be honest, she was one girl, and didn't want to take a whole table to herself. Where was the fun in that? "Hi there," The brunette spoke casually, as she walked up to the currently lone man. "Do you mind if I join you? Or are you waiting for someone?" He could be, it was possible. |
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Hi there... Simon heard the greeting and looked up, greeted by a young brunette woman whose attention on him clearly meant it was he who she was saying hello to. "Hi..." he returned before motioning to another empty seat that she could take. "Feel free. I'm not waiting for anyone." Well unless there was someone else planning on surprising him with a rescue. |
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Absently, her hand reached up to touch the feathered hair piece in her hair and make sure it was still firmly in place. Of course, it was. "I'm one of the new incoming creature employees." Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, to be exact. But that should be obvious enough. |
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No need to be rude to an innocent. "An old law employee," he added to the introduction. What had it been...seven years? "I guess a welcome is in order. But then that's technically the purpose of the orientation, isn't it?" |
Claire made her way to an empty table, hoping the others had made it through the crowd, and set her plate down she looked around and found a try with some champagne and took a glass before sitting down and taking a bite of crab puff. |
Saruhhh Sooo... there was a dance floor. Kade stood to the side of it for a moment before continuing on to the chairs beside it. He didn't come with a date, of course, so he had no one to dance with. But he was confident that he'd find someone if he wanted. For now, he'd sit on a comfy chair and observe things. That's exactly what he did. He leaned back in the chair and undid one of the buttons on his suit coat to be slightly more comfortable. And watched. Not creepy. Just... interested. |
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"Kaden," she greeted with a nod, holding her hands in front of her. "Is this seat taken?" she asked, gesturing to the one next to him. She figured it wasn't, but she was being polite. |
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"Not at all," he replied politely and with a smile. He nodded to the seat. "You look nice. Having a good time?" |
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She nodded at him. "I suppose so," she began, in reply to his question. "I just got here, so I haven't done anything yet." She was thinking of saying hello to her new department head or maybe seeing what there was to drink. "What about you?" she asked, looking at him again. "A charming, handsome young man like yourself didn't bring a date?" How |
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"So, tell me Claire. Are you a new hire or are you a returning employee?" GinaMarie asked, she was sincerely interested in what the woman had to say...but she was also hungry. The coconut shrimp were good. Mhmm... "I myself am a new hire." She added on, no use in beating around the bush. Another shrimp seemed good about then. |
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