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Alexander Greingoth EraAll historical records pertaining to Ministry of Magic RPG under Minister for Magic, Alexander Greingoth [IC January 2076 - December 2081; OOC January 2012 - June 2013]
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Originally Posted by Livia Frost
"It’s all right." Livia stated. "Someone in charge will probably make us aware of the debates start." She said confidently. If not then she would complain to the appropriate person. It was crucial after all that she could be supportive of her candidate and to observe his opponents. It was now that Atticus needed to start showing his potential and hopefully come in the top three in this debate.
Shaking her head Livia replied. "No I’m one of the candidate's managers. I’m Livia Frost." She introduced herself and extended a nail-polished hand towards him. "Do you work for the ministry Mister?"
And smart too. She's here to attend the debate, she's probably one of those people in the Daily Prophet or rather, some political magazine around the wizarding world. It could happen.
Stephen smiled, "So tell me what is this all about?" the debate that is. Stephen has read that the debate happened at Hogsmeade right? Or wait! Was that already the debate or not? Stephen already has blurry vision on what exactly he had read on the news but he was sure it still involved all the candidates.
So she introduces her name, Livia Frost. A pretty name for a pretty person. And like he thought, beauty and brains. She's one of the candidates's manager. OHHHHHH! Stephen nodded when Livia said that she's managing for one of them. Wow. "Lemme guess, easier than it looks like?" he smirked. Managing does sound hard but probably if you're used to it then it's easier?
Oh and where are his manners, when he saw Livia extended a hand towards him, he softly grabbed it, elevated it a little as he bends towards it to give it a kiss "Stephen Piers" he said "And yes, I work for the ministry, Magical Transportation"
Hiss!Roar!Growl!Caw! | Hermione's Double | The Little Three | Alecate
A voice amplified by Sonorus sounded through the entrance area.
"May we have your attention, please? If everyone would please make their way to the grand stage area, the festivities will continue there. Please take a seat and get ready for our Ministry-led Board of Governors debate. All Board of Governors candidates, Hogwarts staff, and Ministry Department heads should take their seats now, please. Thank you."
OOC: So we're ready to get things started! When taking a seat, you can RP in any of the threads, as the grand stage can be seen from all locations. The debate itself will take place in the stage thread, though.
A voice amplified by Sonorus sounded through the entrance area.
"May we have your attention, please? If everyone would please make their way to the grand stage area, the festivities will continue there. Please take a seat and get ready for our Ministry-led Board of Governors debate. All Board of Governors candidates, Hogwarts staff, and Ministry Department heads should take their seats now, please. Thank you."
OOC: So we're ready to get things started! When taking a seat, you can RP in any of the threads, as the grand stage can be seen from all locations. The debate itself will take place in the stage thread, though.
Erik was well-trained in the art of spying, so much so that when he felt eyes on the back of his neck, he almost always knew who was staring at him. He felt the familiar hair-raising feeling now and turned his head, taking note of a suspicious character in round glasses and a dark hat. He was standing too close to their group for Erik's comfort.
"Excuse me, Roxanne, Nolan...Bjorn." He dismissed himself from the group with a bow of the head and started across the hall, seemingly going for the dining and seating area with his chin tilted up slightly and his eyes focused straight ahead.
Hardly on his way there, however, he made a too-close pass to the man in glasses and a hat. His pass turned into a bump...almost an intentional shove, if anyone had been watching...that should have knocked the smaller man over.
"Beg your pardon," he apologized immediately, stopping and feigning surprise at the sight of the dishevelled man. "I didn't see you there."
Crip continued to pretend to have the utmost fascination with the decor of the place, while instead listening to the candidates talk. They really were not saying much of interest. But these were some of the more popular candidates-especially that Vinteren. So he would keep listening. It was just a shame that he couldn't replicate himself and spy on Schirmer.
Then he heard Vinteren excusing himself from the group, no doubt to go to the Buffet table for a drink or such and such. All right then, it looked like this conversation had came to a halt and nothing of interest had been discovered about this man. Perhaps he had better go and spy on Athlea.
The thought had only entered his head when he was SHOVED to the ground by Erik Vinteren, knocking his hat off in the process. "AHHHG!" Was that deliberate?
He straightened his glasses and put back on his hat and was just about to shout an anathema to the candidate when he apologized. But before he could say anything else, a booming voice announced that the debate was about to begin.
"Good luck at the debate, Erik, I will be watching you." He smiled, winked, and dipped his hat to Erik, then turned to follow the crowd to the chairs.
Just as he thought. She was sorry, that was wonderful. People who could admit to their mistakes went high up on his list and she earned herself a smile. "It really is no problem. Don't worry about it too much. I don't think I was looking where I was going either..." Now that he thought about it...his mind had been somewhere else.
And she wasn't hurt! Even more brilliant! This meant no potential law suits right? Obviously he cared that the woman was alright but he also didn't plan to lose any galleons unnecessarily. "I'm fine, like I just said, but your worry makes me feel better." He said, giving her a wink and another smile.
"New? Fascinating! It doesn't sound like you're from around here at all." Now if only he could pick up what accent that was. "It's a pleasure meeting you, the name's Nathaniel Black, I'm a campaign manager. Can I ask what department your working in?"
"alright then." weird guy really. she put her hand in her pocket and clicked the top of her pen on and off. her worry makes him feel better, well Someone was just FULL of themself now eh? and then he WINKED at her and Athena shot him a nasty look. she was No one to be winked at, no sire. "if your eye alright?" she asked rather bluntly about his winking, cause surely he didnt mean to wink at her.
"new, yes. Just in from Australia actually." she nodded her head and BEAMED cause she was proud to be an aussie. " Oh uhm.. the..." crud what was it again "specialty area.." right was that it? "yeah." she nodded once again. "and yourself?" she said looking at him before she heard the loud amplified voice "oh! And it's starting."
"Well then Abby, I'll see you in the office on Monday?" he said giving the sweet woman a smile. Her husband doesn't seem to be a very enthusiastic one.
Abigail nodded, "sure I will see you then. Looking forward" oNly Abby could look forward to work. Just then an announcement came
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Originally Posted by Anna Valentina
"May we have your attention, please? If everyone would please make their way to the grand stage area, the festivities will continue there. Please take a seat and get ready for our Ministry-led Board of Governors debate. All Board of Governors candidates, Hogwarts staff, and Ministry Department heads should take their seats now, please. Thank you."
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Abigail looked at her husband. His chance to eat had finally arrived, "come honey, we will get you and I some food and then we will go watch the debates. That way if they are by any chance boring we can snack" she said and she then clasped his hand again and made her way in the direction of the food
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The blond secretary was very excited about this new year bash. She had missed the ministry and her colleagues during the holiday and longed to see all of them. After being an employee for over four years, she had grown very attached to the ministry environment.
And though she was preparing herself to have fun and enjoy the reunite with the others, Victoria was very aware that she was there for business purposes as well. Being one of the Board of electors she was supposed to interact with the candidates and pay attention to details about the debates that were to take place.
And she was very ready and excited about it.
As she stood at the entrance, a smile appeared on her face seeing familiar faces and even unfamiliar ones. She did recognize some campaign managers and made a note to speak to some of them. She decided to postpone her chats for now .
Though she did wave and nod at colleagues and other friends.
But the debates were to start so she went to choose a good seat.
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Nolan straightened his glasses. The more he talked with this man, the more he was certain that Bjorn had a death grip on his candidate. He'd liked Erik when he first met him, thought they could be friends or team up--but now, all thoughts of that were down the drain. Nolan was slowly starting to see who the REAL enemy was.
Where was his campaign manager when he needed him??? He was at WAR here and his backup was nowhere to be found!
"Oh not at all--this is politics, if you can't stand a little criticism, you need to get out," Nolan said with a polite smile. If this team thought that Nolan was just some nerd who was going to sit by and let people walk all over him--nope, not going to happen. One good thing about being married to Ginger for so long--he had picked up quite a few tips on how to be a sneaky little badger.
"How kind of you, if you wouldn't mind just bringing me a pumpkin juice, thank you," he said, taking the man up on his offer. Or maybe he shouldn't have. What if he POISONED him??? This was one of those moments in politics where you had to make a snap decision, and maybe since Nolan got the feeling they didn't really see him as much of a threat, he'd be safe from any poisonous sabotage.
Bjorn was pleased with Erik's attitude towards Nolan. Distanced, yet somehow involved as well. Pleasant, but also slightly menacing. Not sure how he pulls that off, but it's BRILLIANT! he thought, satisfied.
Bjorn smirked. "How very wise of you, Mr. Reynolds. Indeed, criticism will come your way. I believe the Muggle have a phrase... If you can't take the heat, stay out of the kitchen?" Or something like that. "Erik has already taken his fair share of heat. It's all just part of the game. It's a question of how well you will RESPOND to it. Unfortunately for you, your heat was very public." And all the more fortunate for Team Vinteren.
Bjorn nodded. "One pumpkin juice coming right up! Of course you wouldn't want anything stronger right before a debate. Should have known!" Smart move, Reynolds.
But before he could take so much as a step in the direction of the refreshments, two announcements were made.
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Originally Posted by Anna Valentina
A voice amplified by Sonorus sounded through the entrance area.
"May we have your attention, please? If everyone would please make their way to the grand stage area, the festivities will continue there. Please take a seat and get ready for our Ministry-led Board of Governors debate. All Board of Governors candidates, Hogwarts staff, and Ministry Department heads should take their seats now, please. Thank you."
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Originally Posted by Woo
Suddenly a booming voice came from the Grand Stage.
"Ladies and Gentlemen. Welcome to the Board of Governor's Candidate Debate. If the candidates could make their way on the stage please?"
"Oh, bad luck, that. Let's just say I owe you one, eh?" He chuckled a bit. "Break a leg, Reynolds!" And without further ado, he slapped the man on the back extremely hard and made his way to the seats.
Nathan stalked into the new year event, he was dressed in a dark overcoat with crimson lining. His piercing grey eyes scanned the crowd. Most were young, new graduates from the British School of Wizardry. Of which Nathaniel was not a Alumni. Fun and games were never his sport, he enjoyed the thrill of hunting, high profile work that required darker spells than were ever taught at Hogwarts.
He brought a black gloved hand to his side to ensure that his wand was in fact in its place, in case things got especially dark as the party wore on. His eyes glanced off the men and girls as he stiffly walked to refreshment table and retrieved himself a drink. He sipped it as he sat in the corner, facing the great entryway.
Crip continued to pretend to have the utmost fascination with the decor of the place, while instead listening to the candidates talk. They really were not saying much of interest. But these were some of the more popular candidates-especially that Vinteren. So he would keep listening. It was just a shame that he couldn't replicate himself and spy on Schirmer.
Then he heard Vinteren excusing himself from the group, no doubt to go to the Buffet table for a drink or such and such. All right then, it looked like this conversation had came to a halt and nothing of interest had been discovered about this man. Perhaps he had better go and spy on Athlea.
The thought had only entered his head when he was SHOVED to the ground by Erik Vinteren, knocking his hat off in the process. "AHHHG!" Was that deliberate?
He straightened his glasses and put back on his hat and was just about to shout an anathema to the candidate when he apologized. But before he could say anything else, a booming voice announced that the debate was about to begin.
"Good luck at the debate, Erik, I will be watching you." He smiled, winked, and dipped his hat to Erik, then turned to follow the crowd to the chairs.
That couldn't have worked out better, look, the chap wasn't even hurt. Erik watched as the man collected himself, yet he didn't offer to help him up. He raised an eyebrow when he was addressed by name. Hmm.
"Thanks," he replied somewhat gruffly, waiting for the man to slip away into the crowd before he went his own way to the stage. He would be watching this one right back.
Kimothée Chalamet • The UWU Agenda • Once Baby, Now Trouble • All Growed Up
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Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo
He nodded his agreement. The hogsmeade debate was pretty impressive but it was mainly set up by the students and as creative as students could be they would never have the resources that Ministry workers did. "That rating seems reasonable. I can see that my tax galleons are going to good use." Or were they? Persons who had no interest in these debates would most likely have disagreed. Probably would have thought the money would have been better spent on other things. "Do you think you're any more nervous, knowing that you'll be presenting for the people you work with this time?"
Would you look at that. Another Black. "The pleasure's all mine Ms. Black." How interesting. The only other Black he knew was his grandmother. It was worth looking into..."No, I worked her at one point in my younger life but it didn't suit me so I took over a bar instead." He loved owning and working at the bar. His hours were good, the people were friendly and they was no mundane work ritual. "How's the Department Head life treating you?"
How tax was suddenly involved in this conversation, Lourdes did not know. Maybe it was just to continue the conversation that would have and might end up as awkward. But Lourdes never felt awkward. It would take a lot of effort to make her feel that way. However she did not have a reply for that tax statement. The man didn't have the authority to know anything about those things so Lourdes just gave me a polite nod. And then about her nerves this time. She was confident as always, and that wasn't anything big-headed of her. It was true, and she's never been caught shaking while talking in front of a crowd or blushing while explaining. It was a list... but let the truth be told. "I know I'm not nervous. There's nothing to be scared about, honestly. I do not think that the Minister or anyone would eat me for committing a mistake. I believe I just need some... Warming up" Ever since that Hogsmeade debate,
Pleasure's all his. Of course. Lourdes smiled a bit at the man before the conversation slipped into the topic of his experience at the Ministry. Now he owned a bar, yes? "What is it about the bar that makes it special?" she asked. Lourdes couldn't even see herself working in a bar. Maybe it was different for everyone. As for her department head life... "I've found balance between being a Department Head and being a candidate for the Board of Governors. The department is flowing well too. Not too much stress." Pause. How did he know about her position? "How's taking over a bar?"
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Nathaniel straightened up when he heard his name and saw Mariel. Wow, did she look fantastic. Even if that dress of hers was a little too sparkly for his taste. "Good evening, Mariel." he said to the brunette as he grinned at her.
"You look.. gre..you look beautiful tonight" he stumbled to say as he blushed. Great. Yep. More sweating. This was going to be a long night for him. "I'm well. Better now that you're here. I felt like a loser just standing over off to the side by myself"
He shifted his weigh to his left foot. What now? Were they supposed to go get a drink? Go dance? Eat? "Well, would you care to grab a bite to eat or a drink or what?" he asked her knowing that he sounded like he was an idiot.
What was wrong with him? He was acting like a bashful first year.
"Well, thank you.." Mariel smiled widely as Nathaniel complimented her. She thought about twirling in her sparkly new dress, but thought better of it. It's not like she was a child anymore, she was a grown adult.. but sparkly new dresses just gave her that little spark of excitement. "You look quite becoming yourself," she told him with a gracious smile.
"Sure, I'm a bit hungry," she nodded at his suggestion. It was a party too, after all. Might get some refreshment before the boring debate started. The brunette glanced around the room to visually locate the buffet table. "Ready?" She looked back at Nathaniel a bit expectantly before starting toward the dining area.
SPOILER!!: Lourdes
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Originally Posted by PotterHeadforLife
Ah yes, the annual New Year and after holiday welcoming celebration. Though Lourdes had only been to two of them, considering she only started in the Ministry last year, she had grown fond of it. The event was a lot of fun and she got to meet her employees, fellow department heads, and other Ministry workers whenever this time of the year came.
The only part of this event she was kind of not looking forward to was the Board of Governors debate. Yes a second debate for the candidates and this time, held and sponsored by the Ministry itself. Something went wrong during the Hogsmeade debate. Lourdes had been talking too much, and she didn't know the reason why until a light bulb in her head lit up. She had actually drank something spiked with some Babbling Beverage. What type of shenanigans would happen this time?
The department head walked inside the atrium ballroom. She had her usual smile, of course. She was going to be professional in here. "Good day, everyone," the woman greeted to no one in particular, but the greeting was for everyone in general. It was a good day, right?
Mariel glanced at all the faces around her as she made her way through the entrance, headed towards food. Even after having worked at the Ministry for a year, very few were familiar to her, though one stood out. She veered her path a little to greet her department head.
"Lourdes.. hello," Mariel beamed at her employer. "You look lovely." Yes, she looked quite smart, very fitting for a debate. Just then the brunette heard the announcement asking the candidates to assemble for the proceedings. "Well, I won't keep you," she said with a tilt of the head as she took a step away. "Good luck." And she was anxious to see what she would have to say.. after Mariel got a bite to eat of course.
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Mom says I have no sense of direction, so I packed my bags and right.
Whoops! He was so preoccupied with getting everything together to help Cooper. That Warfield Rockefeller had lost track of time! He hurried his way into the Entrance Way and rushed past a few others giving them a quick nod while readjusting the wig he wore on his head dog gone thing was too big for him. Only looking forward always seemed like the right thing to do, except when it came to running. In his hand he carried a briefcase, that briefcase wasn't closed properly and a few fliers flew out of it as Warfield rushed to the seating area. He'll have to give out these Fliers some other time.
He was late!
Keaira was late. Stupid car broke down. So she walked in as sleekly as possible. Brushing a hand over her dress as she made sure it was fully in place. She wanted to look good for her candidate - make a statement. Really.
She smiled around and when she realized everyone was hurrying to the stage she quickly made her way over toward it. She wanted to hear this debate. After all she needed to know how things would go. She just hoped things would go well. If not at least for her candidate, but for everyone in the room.
No MC's falling asleep here please. That had been a disaster.
After taking off her winter-coat Kyleigh quickly ran a hand over her hair making sure it was all in place. Then with a little tug to the edge of her blazer she walked over to the room and looked around. She was ready to meet some more Transportation people - or, well, people she'd work with. Sure she'd probably work with someone from the Quidditch regulations now. What with having to make some new brooms for them.
But she'd love it. She loved her new job.
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Kimothée Chalamet • The UWU Agenda • Once Baby, Now Trouble • All Growed Up
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Originally Posted by emjay
Mariel glanced at all the faces around her as she made her way through the entrance, headed towards food. Even after having worked at the Ministry for a year, very few were familiar to her, though one stood out. She veered her path a little to greet her department head.
"Lourdes.. hello," Mariel beamed at her employer. "You look lovely." Yes, she looked quite smart, very fitting for a debate. Just then the brunette heard the announcement asking the candidates to assemble for the proceedings. "Well, I won't keep you," she said with a tilt of the head as she took a step away. "Good luck." And she was anxious to see what she would have to say.. after Mariel got a bite to eat of course.
Hmm. Even more familiar faces arrived at the Entrance. One of them, though, was someone Lourdes had employed. Oh yes, Mariel Morgan. Quidditch Regulations if Lourdes was not mistaken. Maybe she was here to support her? Or probably for the food. Nobody could say no to the food, especially when it's a Ministry event.
"Hello Mariel," Lourdes smiled back at the brunette and gave her a nod. And she liked her outfit. "Oh, thank you." Lourdes did quite like it herself, too. The woman did like to stay for a while and chat with the others but she, and her fellow candidates, were being called on stage already. Now what was Ian Amoros doing up there. From here, Lourdes could see Cassandra Rae-Branxton scowling at the Senior Undersecretary. Oh well... "Thank you, Mariel," she said. She had to leave now. "If you'll excuse me..." Lourdes gave her employee one last nod and smile before going to the stage. Debate time!
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Originally Posted by RachieRu
The holiday had not been long enough. Not at all. She could've easily gotten used to the nice hot temperature that she had gotten used to on their holiday. But it was back to work now. At least there was going to be a nice new years party though. Isobel liked the sound of that though. She liked a good party. She'd get to see all her employees again too. She hadn't seen them that much recently, not with her being quarantined. So today would be a good time to catch up with everyone.
"It does look nice." She nodded, glancing around. They'd done a good joob. She smirked a little as she noticed him messing with his tie. "I told you not wear a tie." She knew her man, and she knew he really wasn't into wearing ties. He looked pretty good though. She'd already told him that though, no need to repeat it here. She frowned though as she suddenly pulled her off somewhere.
"Wes" She groaned as they fell into pace with Dorian and her sister. Tasha. Ahh. Interesting. She smiled at them both. "Hey Tash, Dorian." How nice it was to seem them here. Together. She glanced up at her husband, smirking a little. Did he see it too?
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Originally Posted by SecretAdmirer
However, as soon as he had raised his head again to start walking, the loud sound of someone saying his name echoed through the room and he forced himself to turn to greet Wes with a vaguely amused look on his face, sending a brief nod over at Isobel at his friend and boss’ side. There was no chance of staying incognito anymore. “Wes, Isobel. You look well,” he replied dryly. There wasn’t any way to sidestep anything now, not with the almost matching smirks on both of their faces. They didn’t seem disapproving. If anything, they found something amusing. “I’m doing quite well, now that things have calmed down a bit again.” he wasn’t saying anything else, and he certainly wasn’t going to bring up the illness. Isobel looked entirely healthy now, though, which was good.
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Originally Posted by Devoted Witch
It was then that she heard the sound of a booming voice saying Dorian’s name behind them. Turning she manoeuvred around as Wesley and her sister Isobel quickly caught up to them. Her face lighting up into a big beam Tasha greeted both of them. "Hello Wes! I didn't know you wore ties?" Briefly letting Dorian’s arm go she walked up and gave her sister a hug and two pecks on her cheeks. "Hi sis, you look well. The vacation really did you some good." Yes her sister had gotten colour back into her cheeks and some weight too. "Have you talked to mother recently?" Stepping back a few steps she snuck her arm back under Dorian’s where it had been seconds before. Focusing on Wesley she said with a brief glance at Dorian. "I'm wonderful. I’m looking forward to some dancing and the debate but first food." Tasha had seen the exchange of glances between her sister and Wesley but they were as always hard to read, but hopefully they didn’t disapprove.
Heh. Yes. Everything looked so nice tonight. Especially Dorian and Tasha. They just plain looked right together. Wes approved, but he wasn't going to just SAY so out LOUD.
He caught the smirk from his wife and winked back before turning his attention to the couple. "Dancing and a debate sound good, sure, but food sounds better." When did he not want food? Oh yeah, when it was CONTAMINATED AND TURNED PEOPLE INTO ZOMBIES. Wes wished he had thought to assign Aron or Eleanor here to check all the buffet food before anyone ate it... or at least to check his plate. Alas.
"Let's head that way, shall we? Surely we can all share a table." He tilted his head toward the other couple and started navigating the crowd. Hehe.
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Livia was just about to ask the men around her if they wanted to accompany her to the buffet table when Honora happened. There was no better word for it. One minute Livia was preparing to leave for the food the next she was engulfed in a big hug. Trying to breath and feeling her panic rise as her eyes widened she quipped out what she hoped was a friendly greeting to the redbrownish haired, rotund woman. "Honora. You look lovely tonight. I'm splendid." Or she would be when Honora stopped invading her personal space. Livia didn't dislike hug's she just disliked unforseen hugs and surprises. "Are you looking forward to the debate?"
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"Anytime." Compliments came easy to him once he saw something worth complimenting. If something looked nice then there had to be acknowledgment. It was like second nature to him by now. "That's good, very good. If we don't have confidence in them it doesn't usually end well."
Then she went and brought that up. His smile got just a bit tighter as he looked at her. "That. She is, but we're not going to let that bother us too much. This is a new platform, there are new voters and we're confident that this time will be better than the last." And seeing as he truly believed this, he wouldn't let it bother him too much. "They're a funny thing, elections, they start out one way and end another." He added with a wink. He had no idea who things would go from here but the idea now had him intrigued.
"Of course. Who isn't? Just..." Honora lowered her voice. "...hopefully there aren't any more surprises this time around." If she caught her drift. Honestly, Honora was horrified to have learned her drink was spiked, but, what was done was done. She would be taking no beverages from the event tonight, and having eaten before she arrived, there would be no food sampling either.
Honora will be keeping an eye out for any shady looking events going on during the debate though. When she wasn't cheering for her favorite candidate of them all! Speaking of keeping an eye out for people, how had Honora missed this particularly handsome gentleman!?
"Good evening!" Honora beamed, taking the gentleman's hand and shaking it. "I've seen you before. You're one of the managers, aren't you?" Yes, the woman was remembering! She'd seen the man during the other debate, as well as back stage.
Who could forget a face like that?
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Originally Posted by Anna Valentina
A voice amplified by Sonorus sounded through the entrance area.
"May we have your attention, please? If everyone would please make their way to the grand stage area, the festivities will continue there. Please take a seat and get ready for our Ministry-led Board of Governors debate. All Board of Governors candidates, Hogwarts staff, and Ministry Department heads should take their seats now, please. Thank you."
OOC: So we're ready to get things started! When taking a seat, you can RP in any of the threads, as the grand stage can be seen from all locations. The debate itself will take place in the stage thread, though.
THE EVENT WAS STARTING!
Honora bounced a little on the heels of her feet, looking towards the group of people she so joyfully welcomed herself in. "It's startiiiiing." They should probably start making their way over there, and while they were at it, Honora was going to do some serious searching for her one and only candidate.
Then she went and brought that up. His smile got just a bit tighter as he looked at her. "That. She is, but we're not going to let that bother us too much. This is a new platform, there are new voters and we're confident that this time will be better than the last." And seeing as he truly believed this, he wouldn't let it bother him too much. "They're a funny thing, elections, they start out one way and end another." He added with a wink. He had no idea who things would go from here but the idea now had him intrigued.
She had struck a sore spot Livia observed as Nathaniel’s smile got a bit more strained as met her question about his candidate being dunked with as much optimism as he could muster up. It was a new debate and a new platform he was right about that but his ending comment made Livia's smile freeze a tiny bit as she said her tone a little short. "I don’t like surprises. I hope this debate doesn’t include any even if my candidate managed to keep himself from being dunked last time." Did Nathaniel knowing anything about the spiked drink? Was he responsible for her unnatural eloquence?
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Stephen smiled, "So tell me what is this all about?" the debate that is. Stephen has read that the debate happened at Hogsmeade right? Or wait! Was that already the debate or not? Stephen already has blurry vision on what exactly he had read on the news but he was sure it still involved all the candidates.
So she introduces her name, Livia Frost. A pretty name for a pretty person. And like he thought, beauty and brains. She's one of the candidates's manager. OHHHHHH! Stephen nodded when Livia said that she's managing for one of them. Wow. "Lemme guess, easier than it looks like?" he smirked. Managing does sound hard but probably if you're used to it then it's easier?
Oh and where are his manners, when he saw Livia extended a hand towards him, he softly grabbed it, elevated it a little as he bends towards it to give it a kiss "Stephen Piers" he said "And yes, I work for the ministry, Magical Transportation"
Was this handsome man serious? He didn’t know what the debate was for at all? Under what rock had he been living lately? Deciding not to go there Livia pushed it out of her head and explained quietly. "It’s going to be a political debate where the candidates for the Hogwarts Board of Governor’s are going to face off and try to impress the public in their favour so that people will vote for them in the May elections."
Nodding she said diplomatically. "Some candidates are harder to manage than others." She glanced briefly over at Nathaniel then back at Stephen. "I’m fortunate though to have a candidate that listens to advice and counsel and is easy to work with. You might even know him he works at the ministry too for the creatures department." Livia couldn’t help but boast about her candidate when she had the chance.
And the man had good manners too. She noted as he kissed her hand as he introduced himself. Smiling warmly she said "It’s a pleasure to meet you Stephen. What do you work with in the transportation department?" Livia wouldn’t mind if she got to spend the whole night in this man’s company since he both seemed intelligent and perceptive.
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"Of course. Who isn't? Just..." Honora lowered her voice. "...hopefully there aren't any more surprises this time around." If she caught her drift. Honestly, Honora was horrified to have learned her drink was spiked, but, what was done was done. She would be taking no beverages from the event tonight, and having eaten before she arrived, there would be no food sampling either.
Honora will be keeping an eye out for any shady looking events going on during the debate though. When she wasn't cheering for her favorite candidate of them all! Speaking of keeping an eye out for people, how had Honora missed this particularly handsome gentleman!?
"Good evening!" Honora beamed, taking the gentleman's hand and shaking it. "I've seen you before. You're one of the managers, aren't you?" Yes, the woman was remembering! She'd seen the man during the other debate, as well as back stage.
Who could forget a face like that?
THE EVENT WAS STARTING!
Honora bounced a little on the heels of her feet, looking towards the group of people she so joyfully welcomed herself in. "It's startiiiiing."[/B] They should probably start making their way over there, and while they were at it, Honora was going to do some serious searching for her one and only candidate.
Turning her attention to Honora she stepped a little closer to the rotund woman as she lowered her voice. "I know. I didn't like the surprise. The dunking was a bit much." Yes it had been but what was really on her mind was her spiked drink. Had Honora also been given a spiked drink?
This was not the time or the place to ask her fellow manager since a loud voice just announced that the debate was starting. Looking from Stephen to Honora to Nathaniel she asked "Shall we head on over to the seating area and find ourselves some good seats?"
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Having figured that a tuxedo was a little too formal, even for a formal work thing, Benjy had changed into his best black suit. He had kept his tie from the wedding on just because it happened to be his favorite and was perfect for almost any occasion. Stepping into the entranceway, the redhead sent a smile towards his wife who he was holding hands with before escorting her forward. They were a tad late but Benjy was sure that Wes would understand when they told him that their wedding had been that morning. So, walking forward towards where the debate was going on, Benjy squeezed his wife's hand."I love you. Now let's quickly go find a seat before Wes finds out that we're late." He said, trying to to laugh a bit as he pulled her towards a couple of seats near the back.
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Having figured that a tuxedo was a little too formal, even for a formal work thing, Benjy had changed into his best black suit. He had kept his tie from the wedding on just because it happened to be his favorite and was perfect for almost any occasion. Stepping into the entranceway, the redhead sent a smile towards his wife who he was holding hands with before escorting her forward. They were a tad late but Benjy was sure that Wes would understand when they told him that their wedding had been that morning. So, walking forward towards where the debate was going on, Benjy squeezed his wife's hand."I love you. Now let's quickly go find a seat before Wes finds out that we're late." He said, trying to to laugh a bit as he pulled her towards a couple of seats near the back.
Sky-Light had changed of course...A wedding dress was way too fancy to wear to this bash. How weird would she look? Well she would look awesome but well way overdressed. Though the one thing she had kept on from the wedding was her ring. She was never going to take that thing off...Well maybe when she washed the dishes, because she had heard countless stories about that. She couldn't keep a straight face when she heard her new husband. "I love you too, Wes will just have to deal," She took a look around the room...He wasn't around here right?
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