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Originally Posted by Lockhartian

Yes? Oh, please, don't tell her he had no idea what Department he was working in? Sienna had taken time from her precious day to write a letter, and he'd better gotten a response on the matter.

Oh? Maintenance?

She didn't hide her disappointment. It was, like, right there on her face. Her head was now tilted to the right, the movement only made her hair shimmer a bit.

She had failed to comment. Yet. But it was all Hunter's fault, truth be told, because she'd brought DONUTS inside. Awww, donuts. That was the only sweet she ate. "He'll be missed, right, Hunter?" she said, smiling towards Plymouth.

Where did THAT come from?

"Maintenance, you say?" Ian should be happy he finally got someone from the Prophet inside the Ministry. Ha. An insider. "I do hope you go places, Plymouth." She was being super nice, no? It was the donuts. For sure.

Plymouth sunk back to his chair. He hadn't missed that look, the disappointment. Mrs. Sienna had that look that matched the very way he felt.

But what was done was done and he'd make the best of it.

"....Can't disappoint you on that, Mrs. Sienna. I'm definitely going at least one place." The Ministry. More specifically, the Atrium. "And probably back here. You know, to visit."

If she'd let him in the door. Mrs. Sienna had weird.... rules.

"I might," Hunter rummaged in the box of donuts, emerging with a jelly-filled to offer to Sienna. "I might cry a little bit, but I'll wait to do it until you leave. Promise."

He could probably have one cup of coffee and it not be an issue. Right?

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Originally Posted by Lockhartian

Yes? Oh, please, don't tell her he had no idea what Department he was working in? Sienna had taken time from her precious day to write a letter, and he'd better gotten a response on the matter.

Oh? Maintenance?

She didn't hide her disappointment. It was, like, right there on her face. Her head was now tilted to the right, the movement only made her hair shimmer a bit.

She had failed to comment. Yet. But it was all Hunter's fault, truth be told, because she'd brought DONUTS inside. Awww, donuts. That was the only sweet she ate. "He'll be missed, right, Hunter?" she said, smiling towards Plymouth.

Where did THAT come from?

"Maintenance, you say?" Ian should be happy he finally got someone from the Prophet inside the Ministry. Ha. An insider. "I do hope you go places, Plymouth." She was being super nice, no? It was the donuts. For sure.

"He won't be missed a bit, but only because I intend to use my Ministry ins to visit him. We'll follow his skyrocketing career and be able to do an in-depth piece on the days of knowing him way back when," Hunter agreed. Plymouth was a darling, and he'd probably go far.

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Originally Posted by Mad Eye Touz

Plymouth sunk back to his chair. He hadn't missed that look, the disappointment. Mrs. Sienna had that look that matched the very way he felt.

But what was done was done and he'd make the best of it.

"....Can't disappoint you on that, Mrs. Sienna. I'm definitely going at least one place." The Ministry. More specifically, the Atrium. "And probably back here. You know, to visit."

If she'd let him in the door. Mrs. Sienna had weird.... rules.

Or not? What was this nonsense about Maintenance?

"And after I wrote that amazing letter of recommendation for you and everything? Those idiots. We should feature a piece on nepotism and the waste of our talented youth while old men grow fatter and richer in positions of power." She was thinking of Van at the moment, who was neither fat nor rich, but was missing out on a valuable opportunity.

She grabbed hold of Plymouth and gave him a squeeze. "You come back if they aren't great, but you'll be Minister in no time. You're the best, Morgan."

Oh, her eyes went over to the donut. It was only NORMAL, okay? And what was also normal was the acceptance of the super yummy food.

But that didn't matter, more important things had her attention now, like, Plymouth leaving and such. And the great deal of exercise she'll be doing after work. Sienna actually laughed at Hunter's remark, "Missed at the Prophet, I meant...," but surely Hunter had understood that, "...I know he'll still be around...," and then she landed her blue eyes on the young man. He;d better not take that as an invitation for having ALL his lunches at the Prophet, though.

Mmmmhmmm, she gave Plymouth another smile, "Sure, I suppose the Ministry entrance is a good place to start your way up to greatness." Was she being sarcastic, or not? Not even Sienna could decide which one of the two it was, perhaps it was a little bit of both. Then Bones mentioned an article and a smile crept to her lips, that was a reporter's attitude. Sort of like Raiden was. Amazing.

Mr. Kururugi wouldn't start in the Maintenance Department if he had to leave for the Ministry, right? The other younger man would probably start close to the top.

As soon as Co made his way to the front desk he spotted her. Oh what a glorious creature she was. He felt that he paled in comparison to such a beauty. SIGH.

Whoa... get it together, Miarkos, he told himself silently. Heh.

Not wanting to interrupt the little gathering he stepped a bit closer so she could easily see him and waved the flowers at her in greeting... if she even saw him that was.

Why was he being so WEIRD about this? Sheesh.

"No, he's being practically wasted there," Hunter insisted, giving Plymouth's hair a ruffle and his cheek a peck. Poor darling... he deserved so much to have a really keen opportunity presented to him.

She probably would have embarrassed him further, but a visitor meandered through the door. "Oy, Sienna. I have a very attractive Greek man visiting me," Hunter whispered, giving Plymouth an elbow to the ribs so he would sit up and pay attention. Hunter wasn't so old and pathetic, WAS SHE?

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Originally Posted by Pinky

As soon as Co made his way to the front desk he spotted her. Oh what a glorious creature she was. He felt that he paled in comparison to such a beauty. SIGH.

Whoa... get it together, Miarkos, he told himself silently. Heh.

Not wanting to interrupt the little gathering he stepped a bit closer so she could easily see him and waved the flowers at her in greeting... if she even saw him that was.

Why was he being so WEIRD about this? Sheesh.

Aw, flowers. And not overdone and boring roses, either. Hunter slipped off the counter and sidled toward Co and his little bouquet. Hehe. He was quite a picture there, and she checked once to see if Sienna and Plymouth were still watching.

"Couldn't drum up funds for an owl, huh?"

She watched him walking toward her and smiled brighter. Holding out the flowers for her he replied, "I thought showing up to surprise you would be much more personal than some silly old owl."

Then leaning in a little closer he whispered, "I am not like... interrupting am I? I can come back later if you would like?" PLEASE SAY IT WAS FINE HE WAS THERE. PLEASE. Heh.

"I'm going to get a reputation," Hunter sighed as she took the flowers, although she was definitely and visibly pleased by them. It was just that Ryuu had also brought flowers... and she wasn't used to her personal life and her professional life making friends like that.

"We're having a going away donut break for Plymouth. He got a big and important job at the Ministry and is abandoning me to fetch my own coffee every morning. Selfish prat."

Co blinked a few times and color crept his cheeks a bit. "I didn't mean... I can go. I don't want you to have a... reputation or whatever. I should have owled you, yes?" he said actually abashed by the situation.

Then as she spoke of her co worker leaving for the Ministry he chuckled lightly for he had no idea what to say...

"I don't care if they all realize how fabulous I am, Mr. Miarkos," Hunter studied the petals of the flowers in her hand rather than acknowledging the blushing thing. It was adorable, mostly, but it was also sort of awkward. She couldn't give him a hard time about it or anything with their audience.

"You came by to make plans...?" She prompted him, throwing him a helpful bone. Anything to make him feel more at ease. Never let it be said Hunter was completely heartless.

Her comment brought a smile to his lips and eased some of his tension... some of it. Not a lot though. He didn't mean to make Hunter look bad or anything. Sigh. He was an idiot sometimes.

"That I did. I was hoping I could steal you away, but I see now you have a thing, so plans can be made. Would you like to come to my shop and allow me to cook you dinner and perhaps watch a film or something?" he said almost timidly. The whole situation had him shaken a little. Hehe.

Hunter smirked at him. As much as she'd enjoyed the cocky Coeus at the cafe, he was endearing like this. Almost sweet, very cautious. Enigma... she liked that in a man.

"If you don't object, I'll swing by right after work. Did you say... a film?" How positively evolved of him. She approved.

Hearing her accept his offer brought him standing a bit taller, smiling a bit crookeder... a bit of his swag coming back. Mhm.

"Yes, I have quite a film collection. Muggleborn... I have a television and all that. So you can come pick something? And if I might be so bold..." he said and leaned in to give her a quick peck on the cheek. "I will see you when you get off work then? Any preference on dinner or should I surprise you?"

Hunter waved the flowers in his direction with a small smile. "I like surprises. Mostly." And since the only Muggle cinema and stuff she'd watched had been in a cramped theater with sticky floors. Dating Muggles had a down side.

And aw. A kiss on the cheek. Adorable. "Thanks for stopping by to see me."

"Then a surprise you shall get," he said with a small smirk. He was already starting to plan the meal in his head. He would make sure it was perfect... Mhm.

"Stopping by to see you has been the brightest part of my day, αγάπη" he said smoothly, his voice caressing his native tongue nicely, before turning to leave. There may have been a little pep in his step since things had gone so well. Heh.

ooc: αγάπη translates to darling (according to babelfish hehe)

Hunter watched him depart with some amount of amusement. How could one go from blushing to preening in such a short amount of time?

She headed back to the counter and pulled herself back up beside Plymouth. With a little grin, she waved the flowers in front of him. "I got flowers."

Nicole walked into the Daily Prophet headquarters and went up to the fron desk. She went up to an empty one and said shyly, "Ummm can someone help me get a subription to the Daily Prophet?" Nicole then stood there and waited for someone to help her.

The sound of Nala's heeled shoes could be heard as she marched into the Daily Propget Headquarters. Making a bee-line for the front desk, she flashed the secretary a smile. Rubbing her glossy lips together, she took a deep breath.
'Hello, my name is Nala Dalton. I'm from the Minister of Magic's Office.' She paused, to let this sink in.. and to think of what she should say next. 'I was wondering if I could possibly make an appointment with on of your employees?' She cocked her head to the side, still smiling her lovely smile.
'You see, I'd like to inform you about some recent updates on our Minister of Magic.' Tucking a stray curl behind her ear, she placed on of her hands on the desk. 'I have all the time in the world, so please.. take your time.' Bes tot let them know she wasn't leaving without an appointment..

Taking her hand off the desk, Nala pursed her lips together. Like she said, all the time in the world.

The secretary will be replaced, then. He'd been close-by, so he was able to listen to what the woman had to say.

Nick will let the secretary deal with the one asking for the subscription, they really didn't need to come all the way to the HQ to ask for one. The owl gets their knuts and that's it. Right?

The man walked over to..., "Miss Dalton. I'm Nicholas Cooper, the new Editor," he greeted, with a nod, "If you'd be so kind...please follow me." Yes, the Editor will be taking care of whatever she had to say. He gestured for her to move along.

Since they were going under some renovations, then he'll see her in the Conference Room.

Looking up sharply, Nala smiled at the man who introduced himself. 'Thankyou..' With a nod of her head, she began to follow the man. Patting her hair into place as she went, she tried to keep her breathing steady.