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Ama 04-10-2010 08:23 AM

Lounge Area [06/12/2010 - 07/07/2012]
 
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Although the coffee inside the metal tins on top of the counter isn't exactly premium blend it's a high step up from its predecessor. Right next to the black metal tins of coffee are silver metal tins full of decent tea. It's quality isn't very good, as coffee, somehow, seems to be the preferred drink for the journalists of the Daily Prophet.

A small fridge is in place opposite of the counter and sink. Inside it are bottles of water, most likely belonging to the Managing Editor. There are also small lunch bags possibly from those who are low on cash or simply have a taste for homemade food. Occasionally, the small round table is graced with a box of donuts or pastries.

The old, possibly infested with magical bugs, couch has been discarded and replaced with a new black faux leather one. It doesn't give out a very warm and inviting feeling but at least it's illness free.

You are HERE.

Hermione_loves_Ron 06-05-2010 09:03 PM

Well then.

This was new.

Ollie's trek through the Daily Prophet had been one of adventure, or at least exploration. How strange, too, that not so long ago, he had already completed a task of adventurous exploration and already he had done one yet again? Somehow, this task seemed longer, more drawn out, than the first, because the Daily Prophet Ollie had first discovered was no more. No sir, not at all.

Standing here, in the doorway of the lounge, he felt a peculiar sensation, as if he didn't really belong here. Perhaps that was, in part, due to his paint-stained threadbare garbs. Maybe it was time to pay Madame Malkin's a visit, he mused, and stock up on a new cloak or two. Feeling out of place, he tugged at the collar of his button-down shirt and peered into the room.

The whole of the Daily Prophet's make-over was astounding and unsettling. He was used to the dingy Daily Prophet, the low budget studio! Now, he was surrounded by shiny floors, clean walls, glass walls. An atmosphere of professionalism had finally been delivered to the Daily Prophet, but prestige and money was something Ollie was not used to, though really he ought to have been.

Finally he shuffled into the lounge and surveyed his surroundings. At once, his eyes went to the coffee pot and he moseyed along towards it. As soon as he had a pot of coffee set to brew, he made way to the couch and sank in. Though leather had a tendency to seem very offputting, at least this one was comfortable.

The young man squirmed on the couch before he removed his messenger bag from around his neck and shoulder.

Oh. Hey. No bugs in this couch!

Vexia Rumpos 06-05-2010 09:34 PM

It really was a lovely morning! Not that Vexia ever had a bad morning. In fact, she couldn't recall one morning where she wasn't in perfect condition. Being permanently 44 was a good thing, after all, Miss Rumpos (former Co-Editor of the Daily Prophet) had been in her prime that year.

Before she had that bloody stroke in that bloody office because of that bloody insolent lying---!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Men. They were all boorish and not worthy of any trust. Except for Hoshie Woshie. He was as sweet as pie. People just didn't know any better.

Fully intending to greet her soulmate early in the morning she headed for the lounge area, hoping to find him near the coffee maker. Swooshing through the closed door, Vexia's once upon a time copper colored hair billowed behind her.

She stopped abruptly, her mouth agape. "You are NOT my Hoshie Woshie!" Ew. What was that he was carrying? "Sweetheart, is that a purse."

Oh, Merlin and Morgana. There was a man with a purse in her Daily Prophet. UNACCEPTABLE.

Hermione_loves_Ron 06-05-2010 10:25 PM

What more was he supposed to do?!

A freaking woman just burst through the walls! And while he belatedly realized the woman was a ghost, he still felt the chill of alarm, the shivering crawl which rode his spine.

And then he screamed.

It wasn't a full scream - mostly just a yelp of panicked shock. But even still, he wailed and flailed his arms about just a bit in shock.

"Hoshie Woshie?" Ollie deadpanned and stared at the ghostly woman before him. In the time of her youth and life, she probably was a beautiful woman. It wasn't always easy to tell, whatwith the silver coloring, the translucency. He chose to ignore her question for the moment.

"Who are you? I've never seen you here before."

Better question.

Why had no one ever told him the Daily Prophet was haunted?

All the same, he couldn't help but study her color. So silver and clean and shimmery. Ollie was particularly fond of the way the silver of her ghostly form seemed to coat like a sheet of translucent silk, all the other colors.

Vexia Rumpos 06-05-2010 11:02 PM

The man with the purse was screaming. Actually, it was more like screeching. Pursing her lips, Vex turned her face away from the source of the UGLY sound. The only thing uglier than his whimpy yelling was his flailing arms.

"I asked you a question first, Mister..." Insolence. Mister Insolence. "However, since I'm no where near as rude as you, I'll introduce myself."

Slowly, a crooked grin stretched across her lips just as Vexia reached out with one shimmering hand. "The name is Vexia Rumpos," declared the deceased editor, running her hand down/through the man's face. "And now, who are you and why are you bringing in that awful purse?"

Hermione_loves_Ron 06-06-2010 11:27 PM

Olliver Stratton scoffed.

"You were the ones asking questions prior to introductions," pointed out the young man. "I hardly think you any less rude than I. In fact, I didn't go bursting into some room and lament that I was not your Hoshie Woshie."

...was that Hoshino? Hoshi... woshie? Ollie did his best to resort a chortle, but it came out in the form of a snortle. Oh Merlin, of course the only one to get away with calling Ian Hoshino such an atrocious name would be a ghost whom he'd not be able to do anything about.

Olliver eyed the ghostly woman's hand and wondered if he was meant to... er... attempt to shake it. Would it be rude to just let it hang there? In the end, he chose to reach out to the spectral hand and followed the motions of a handshake. Er...

"My name is Olliver Stratton," introduced the young man, flipping his sand-colored hair from his eyes. "And I do not carry a purse."

As if this Miss Vexia Rumpos would need proof, Olliver drew his bag into his lap and opened it.

"I use it to carry everything I need for work." He pulled out drafts of articles, folders, quills and ink. Following that, he shuffled his art supplies: a baggie containing charcoal; tiny pots of oil contained with sealed lids; a handful of paintbrushes and more wrapped in plastic; canvases, some with partially completed landscape paintings and others completed and stashed away. "It'd be rather difficult to commute with all of these all the time."

Lockhartian 06-10-2010 04:18 PM

Sooo...Miss Knoll was on her way to her newly remodeled office! Oh, the excitement! Hopefully, people would have taken her insight and made things like she wanted, not that they HAD to be done exactly the same, but, yes.

She was on her way to the office and...she couldn't help overhear...


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Originally Posted by Vexia Rumpos (Post 9424418)
Slowly, a crooked grin stretched across her lips just as Vexia reached out with one shimmering hand. "The name is Vexia Rumpos," declared the deceased editor, running her hand down/through the man's face. "And now, who are you and why are you bringing in that awful purse?"

...Vexia Rumpos?

"Why, excuse me, are you Vexia Rumpos, once Editor of the Daily Prophet?" Sienna asked, if the ghost was actually the famous former (a long time ago) Editor, then her theory about Enrico's disappearance could be somewhat true, and the position could be somehow cursed.

Oh! Hoshino!

The atmosphere in the Prophet felt different somehow. Was that why Ian decided to remodel the place?

Vexia Rumpos 06-10-2010 07:31 PM

"Uh," breathed out Vexia, turning her shimmering body sideways as she observed this Stratton fellow over her shoulder. He had all sorts of ridiculous stuff in that purse of his. He seemed more like a hippy artsy fellow than a journalist. Vex felt slightly sorry for him. She felt even sorrier for the Prophet, really. "You can say that again, darling."

Then, a voice interrupted her thoughts. A Fan! Or, at least an educated living soul in the premises that wasn't her Hoshie Woshie. Spinning her ghostly form, she smiled at the woman. Ah. Yes. Of course.

"That'll be me," she admitted with a little giggle, flipping her hair over her shoulder before circling the blond woman. "You're a smart woman, I assume you're in charge of this man?" inquired Rumpos, pointing a silvery finger at Stratton.

Lockhartian 06-11-2010 04:59 AM

OMG!

It was her. Literally. Well, she had the looks and the attitude of a former Editor for sure. Except *sigh* Enrico.

"Oh! It is such a pleasure to meet you..." she started to say, though it would've been nicer to meet the woman while she was alive, or sooner in the Prophet, yes, how come she'd never seen her until now? But Sienna didn't get a chance to continue with her first inquiry, because...

Yes, she was a smart woman, and Miss Rumpos was simply extraordinary, but, er, what man? Oh, his name was Olliver, right? He was one of the new hires before the remodeling. "Well, sort of, his own Section Editor would be in charge of him, really, but I believe me to be in charge of him too, why?" it wasn't until now that Sienna took his eyes away from Vexia Rumpos and looked at Olliver.

And all the things that were scattered in the table.

"Um, Olliver, are you selling things in the Daily Prophet?" she asked, with the nicest voice ever! If he wanted to sell things she could find him a spot as a vendor outside the Prophet (but very far away from the Prophet).

Kaos.Doodles 06-23-2010 05:06 PM

Ah! Today was a nice day. Today was a day for relaxing and just...relaxing! Entering the lounge Lyric wasn't sure what to think...everything was different. She knew that they had gone through a 'makeover' that was obvious but this change...was BIG.

And it actually made the Daily Prophet seem as high maintenance as they let on. A small smile appeared on her face. This was actually a good change, new couch new floors new everything! It was refreshing! The Brazilian made her way over to the pot of coffee which someone had just put on, pouring herself some she went over to the table and sat down. There were some people here but it was still quite and relaxing. The perfect day!

Lexers 06-23-2010 05:22 PM

James had slept on that bloody couch and overnight they'd turned the place upside down and changed it all. He looked rubbish - but he'd needed to finish that article. And it was done. Finally. A scrawled, much edited piece of parchment on the coffee table. He woke up disorientated and blurry. How had they managed to remodel without him waking up? Whoah, that was weird.
He rubbed his eyes and scooted toward the smell of coffee taking the coffee from the human that had been holding it, he took a deep draught and smiled. Aah, a nice morning.

Kaos.Doodles 06-23-2010 05:32 PM

Lyric had been great, fine, HAPPY EVEN. Until some moron snatched her coffee out of her hand. Who did they think they were!? This was not some third world country where everyone needed to share everything they had! Wipping her head around Lyric glared at the person who had done it.

Of course. It was none other than Parker. "WHAT do you think you are doing?" Lyric yelled shrilly. "Are you PURPOSELY trying to upset me? Give me back my coffee you brain dead troll-" Lyric stopped. Wait eewww he already drank some. "GO and get me some more you buffoon!"

Lexers 06-23-2010 05:35 PM

James groaned as he heard a really high pitch voice interupt his morning coffee. Grumbling, he took a deeeeeep draught as compensation. "Shush woman." Couldn't a man drink his coffee?
Wait..her coffee?

Oops.

SHEEET. Lyric would get him now.

He snickered to himself as she changed her mind. Now that she didn't want it back, James pressed it into her hand.
"There you go, love. Happy day isn't it?" He laughed nervously. Hopefully she wouldn't blow her top.

Kaos.Doodles 06-23-2010 05:41 PM

SHUSH SHUSH!!! THIS MAN WAS GRRRRRRR.

Lyric couldn't even think of any proper words to say to him right now. She just wanted to hex him and hex him and CONTINUE hexing him until he got the point. This was absolutely unacceptable!

No freaking way. He SERIOUSLY did not just put the cup back into her hand. REALLY NOW? Glancing at him for a second, she took a deep breath. "Not really." With that Lyric smirked and turned the cup over onto James's lap.

Lexers 06-23-2010 10:06 PM

James had thought this woman was crazy, but Lyric was absolutely blooming mental!

"WOMAN! WHAT!? was that for?!!?!?!?!?" He yelped, swiping at the hot coffee with his hand. Finally returning to his wits, he pulled out his wand and cleaned up the mess.

"LYRIC BRANT - you fiesty, mental, cow! Apologise! This INSTANT!" Normally with woman, James was chivalrous - with Lyric he just wanted to find a huge hole and curl up. She scared the bejezus out of him.
"You could've permanently SCARRED ME!" Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned but seriously! All he'd done was take her coffee!!!!
"Anger management classes, love. For Chrismas. I promise."

Kaos.Doodles 06-23-2010 10:21 PM

Lyric yawned but her smirk never left her face. This was actually quite entertaining. "Simple. You disturbed my peace and quite." She was not sorry in the least. Her reaction was totally understandable and his attitude gah- that was just appalling.

Standing up she made her way back to the counter and prepared TWO cups of coffee. Perhaps this would give James sometime to cool down. Returning back to the table she pushed a cup toward him, rolled her eyes and too a sit of her own hot drink. "Cow eh? Excuse me but you are seriously diluted. I will NOT apologize for something that was not at all my fault. You took my coffee, DRANK from it and then expected me to drink from the filthy cup after your saliva was mixed into it?" Lyric glared at him as she said this.

She had just wanted a peaceful day.

"Getting scarred would teach you a lesson. Now you have something to write about." Taking another sip she bit down her tongue before she insulted him once more. It was fun but this seriously was NOT the place. "Really? Then I think I should get you new pants." Her voice dripped with sarcasm.

Lexers 06-24-2010 06:50 AM

Okay, so he could understand she'd be a little peevedbut Lyric was furrrious !!
It was totally uncalled for her to spill burning, scalding coffee on THAT area. Consequently, they were also his Cavalli trousers. Stuupiid womaaan.
She needed help before she cracked and poured burning, scaldung
coffee on his face. His pweeety face would be ruiiined
!

James smirked when he called him
diluted ! Tehehe, that was a PUN. What a fantastic writer she was:xd: Nuuuut!
He blatantly ignored her rant while dabbing at his pants. He didn't really care what she was saying.. hiiiis pants were wrt. Hmph. Dry cleaning was a chore.

But her comment about writing struck a nerve, "Shuuut up, Lyric! I doubt anyone would want to read a story about a crazy cow pouring coffee on my pants unprovoked.."

New pants? "You can't afford my pants, woman." Hmph.

Kaos.Doodles 06-24-2010 04:18 PM

Lyric twitched. Would this mad man STOP calling her a cow!? It was obvious that he had not been paying attention what so ever and THAT was a waste of her time. She had better things to do than to put up with this.

Tucking a strain of hair that had escaped her ponytail behind her ear, Lyric knew that she had had enough. "Why don't you shut up it's obviously something that you're not used to."

WHAT?!?! Was he calling her POOR?! This man probably got his pants from a dumpster!!! "Really? Because last time I checked we have the same job so if I can't afford it then neither can you.". She spoke slowly so she could get through the thick head of his. "Now please stop talking to me, you're not an important person. You're just a waste of space." Lyric stood up and went over to the other end of the table.

Lexers 06-24-2010 05:12 PM

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Originally Posted by Kaos.Doodles (Post 9490549)
Lyric twitched. Would this mad man STOP calling her a cow!? It was obvious that he had not been paying attention what so ever and THAT was a waste of her time. She had better things to do than to put up with this.

Tucking a strain of hair that had escaped her ponytail behind her ear, Lyric knew that she had had enough. "Why don't you shut up it's obviously something that you're not used to."

WHAT?!?! Was he calling her POOR?! This man probably got his pants from a dumpster!!! "Really? Because last time I checked we have the same job so if I can't afford it then neither can you.". She spoke slowly so she could get through the thick head of his. "Now please stop talking to me, you're not an important person. You're just a waste of space." Lyric stood up and went over to the other end of the table.

James frowned as her eye seemed to twitch retardedly. "Err.. you right there? You seem to be.. twitching?"
Shut up? She was right, he wasn't used to it but that didn't mean he was going to start now. "Look Lyric, I'm sorry I spilled your coffee but SERIOUSLY, overreaction much?" He was voting 'Yes' with both hands.

Pff. She was so illogical. "There's a thing called prior occupation and another thing called inheritance and this third amazing thing called logic - which you've called to use here." He snickered. One - nil James!
"First you twitch, now you talk slow.. have you taken your meds?" He winked and rolled his eyes at her tirade. "Has anyone ever told you that your really anti-social?"

Kaos.Doodles 06-24-2010 05:30 PM

Okay this man was offically-just GAH. She hated him. End of story, no more redos. "I did not." She replied back glaring at him. "If you had gotten me a new cup perhaps your legs and pants wouldn't have suffered." Perhaps.

Inheritance? What had he inheritance a bad attitude and an ever worse taste in fashion? "Inheritance? Really? No wonder your as dumb as a board all you rich kids are the same." Lyric rolled her eyes. Really now? James didn't honestly think she was poor? She came from a PUREBLOOD family unlike this buffoon. She could afford far more in the wizarding world than he ever could from Muggles. "My family line dates back from generations. My great grandmother was actually best friends with Draco Malfoy. So trust me James, my family has money. And I probably have a bigger inheritance than you could imagine." She didn't doubt it. Her life just didn't revolve around money.

"I've realized that. Traveling a lot and not being able to stay in one place for more than a few months does that to you." She said dryly ignoring his comment about the meds.

Tommehbell 06-24-2010 05:41 PM

She simply wasn't in the mood for it. She had a horrible interview that had left her shaken and now she had to go break up two colleagues like they were her children. She walked into the lounge area her heels almost sending sparks with the force of her stomps. She put her hands on her hips and glared at James and Lyric. "What in the devil is going on in here?" she demanded. She looked at the state of James pants and raised an eyebrow.

Lexers 06-24-2010 05:42 PM

James snorted, "YOU didn't give me time to get you a new cup. You just went and poured hot coffee on me. Craazy woman.."

With most women he could deal with, Lyric got on his NERVES!

"Whatever Lyric..." But when he heard that SHE was a pureblood and she was rich he snapped. "You hypocritical WENCH! You calling yourself DUMB? He said accentuating the word with a snap of his fingers in her face. Pfeuf. She got his BP running in the mornings.

He rolled his eyes, "I've travelled all my life - I'm hardly anti-social. I think you WANT to disclude yourself from people. So you feel safe and whatever," He wasn't even psycho-analysing just commenting.

He turned at the sound of a voice and grimaced as he saw Egypt. "Goodmorning, Egypt. This BEAST is going nuts.." He slumped into the couch and groaned. "What a horrible morning.."

Kaos.Doodles 06-24-2010 05:59 PM

To be honest this was Lyric calm. If you wanted to see her angry....well that would have been her a few minutes ago when she had poured the coffee onto Parker`s lap. "Hello Egypt. Parker here was just being an idiot and decided to disturb my morning with his rude antics. He learned the hard way that, that leads to getting hot coffee poured on you." She could have done something worse. But the coffee had just conveniently been in her hands at the moment. By the look on her face she did not seem amused. "Bad morning I presume?"

"Of course I'm a hypocrite. You should know by now that everyone in the world is. I'll even admit it. And if that makes me seem coincided or stubborn or just plain mean? Then be it." James had some seirous growing up to do. He had done it on purpose. But he just wasn't man enough to admit it. And his name calling so was effective.

"That makes sense. But actually I would rather keep to my self then by that idiot who never stops talking who and acts like a fool that everyone wants to get away from." Cough. Cough. That should have been obvious. Lyric took another sip of her new coffee. Maybe it was time to leave? She didn't want any more confrontations with any co-workers.

Tommehbell 06-24-2010 06:12 PM

She looked at James as he called Lyric a...well she wasn't even going to think of that name. She pointed her wand at his mouth, using the soap washing non verbal. The same charm she used on her children hundreds of times when their mouths ran away with them. "James Parker if I ever hear that short of language tumbling out of your mouth there will be more of that." she wagged her wand at him.

She looked at Lyric wondering why someone would just want to start things for the sake of starting things. It didn't make any sense. "Well Lyric, I'm sure James didn't mean to interrupt you." She looked at James. "But there are far better ways to voice your displeasure at a turn of events. You didn't need to dump hot coffee on someone." she pointed out.

She sighed. "Yes I've had a bad morning and frankly you two fighting like my children just doesn't help things." She rubbed her temples and closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "So can we please shake hands and be friends again? I really don't like fighting." And she didn't.

Lexers 06-25-2010 08:09 AM

SPOILER!!: DaniiixD
Quote:

Originally Posted by Kaos.Doodles (Post 9490888)
To be honest this was Lyric calm. If you wanted to see her angry....well that would have been her a few minutes ago when she had poured the coffee onto Parker`s lap. "Hello Egypt. Parker here was just being an idiot and decided to disturb my morning with his rude antics. He learned the hard way that, that leads to getting hot coffee poured on you." She could have done something worse. But the coffee had just conveniently been in her hands at the moment. By the look on her face she did not seem amused. "Bad morning I presume?"

"Of course I'm a hypocrite. You should know by now that everyone in the world is. I'll even admit it. And if that makes me seem coincided or stubborn or just plain mean? Then be it." James had some seirous growing up to do. He had done it on purpose. But he just wasn't man enough to admit it. And his name calling so was effective.

"That makes sense. But actually I would rather keep to my self then by that idiot who never stops talking who and acts like a fool that everyone wants to get away from." Cough. Cough. That should have been obvious. Lyric took another sip of her new coffee. Maybe it was time to leave? She didn't want any more confrontations with any co-workers.



Rude? Idiot? James snorted, "You're a psycho, anti-social, angry female. I apologised - you haven't apologised for spilling coffee on me..stupid cow.."

He reaally didn't like her.

What the...!!!??? "That totally disqualifies your little hissy fit! So you're.." He poked her in the shoulder to accentuate the pronoun, "A stupid, dumb rich girl." Ha! Win for Jamesy!
Mean? "No, Lyric. It doesn't make you sound like any of that - it makes you sound idiotic." Now he was just plain irritated.

Pff. "You make judgements on people you don't even KNOW! Keep going like that you'll die the krazy, kat lady." And with that, he fell onto the couch with a sigh.

SPOILER!!: Tishh<333
Quote:

Originally Posted by Tomasina Riddle (Post 9490942)
She looked at James as he called Lyric a...well she wasn't even going to think of that name. She pointed her wand at his mouth, using the soap washing non verbal. The same charm she used on her children hundreds of times when their mouths ran away with them. "James Parker if I ever hear that short of language tumbling out of your mouth there will be more of that." she wagged her wand at him.

She looked at Lyric wondering why someone would just want to start things for the sake of starting things. It didn't make any sense. "Well Lyric, I'm sure James didn't mean to interrupt you." She looked at James. "But there are far better ways to voice your displeasure at a turn of events. You didn't need to dump hot coffee on someone." she pointed out.

She sighed. "Yes I've had a bad morning and frankly you two fighting like my children just doesn't help things." She rubbed her temples and closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "So can we please shake hands and be friends again? I really don't like fighting." And she didn't.



James gaped at Egpyt aghast, "MEE!? What about HER!?" That wasn't faaaaiiiir! But he was cut off as she aimed a spell at him and he choked on the soapy suds, "EGYPT!" He yelped, spitting soapy suds everywhere.

Women. HONESTLY.


When Egypt when mother hen on Lyric, James smiled sadistically. Now, she was getting her own. HA! Take that angry woman!

And then Egypt had spoken her own. Shake hands? Was she.. sane?
"I'm not shaking her hand with a ten foot pole, let alone my precious hand. She might give it a disease.." Was anti-social, angryness contagious?

Tommehbell 06-25-2010 03:53 PM

She looked at James as he made a big production about her washing his mouth out with soap. He better be lucky that's all he did with that sort of language he was using. She couldn't even repeat the word he had called Lyric. "Well then can you two just stay away from each other then if you can't be friends?" she asked looking between the two of them. "And James first round at the Leaky is on me alright." she didn't want him to cross with her for washing out his mouth. And from experience she knew that soap had a vile taste. But then again it was a punishment. It wasn't supposed to feel good.

Kaos.Doodles 06-25-2010 07:31 PM

Was Egypt right about James not meaning to interrupt her? Maybe. But he still had. And that was the point. However she nodded slowly, to show that she WAS listening and she might even take the admit into consideration. She would have fully agreed with Egypt....
....if it wasn't James.

"Bad morning, why is that?" Lyric asked politely. Wait....shake hands and be friends again. She was never friends with James. He was an idiot.

Seriously was this man SIX years old? Because he was acting like a child. Lyric dismissed EVERYTHING that he was saying. It wasn't important stupid dumb rich girl blahblahblah. He was getting boring. "I do know you James. I know you enough to say that you are seriously childish and have some serious growing up to do." Lyric took a deep breath. And NOW she would have to swallow her pride great....but it was ONLY because they worked together. "I'm sorry for pouring coffee on you even though you may have deserved it. Happy?" Lyric closed her eyes and began rubbing her temples together, this was seriously giving her a headache. "And I hate cats." Disease pssh.

Tommehbell 06-25-2010 08:16 PM

She looked at Lyric thinking that it was best she stay out of whatever squabble her and James were having as long as they didn't scream at each other in the office disrupting everyone. "I just had a really rough interview is all," she explained. She had still gotten her story mind you.

Lexers 06-26-2010 09:01 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Tomasina Riddle (Post 9493559)
She looked at James as he made a big production about her washing his mouth out with soap. He better be lucky that's all he did with that sort of language he was using. She couldn't even repeat the word he had called Lyric. "Well then can you two just stay away from each other then if you can't be friends?" she asked looking between the two of them. "And James first round at the Leaky is on me alright." she didn't want him to cross with her for washing out his mouth. And from experience she knew that soap had a vile taste. But then again it was a punishment. It wasn't supposed to feel good.

James spat, scowling. "Sorry, mother," He muttered. He understood she was peeved but that didn't give her the right to punish him. Why wasn't she punishing Lyric for being such a cow!?
"We can never be friends," He told Egypt, staring intently at Lyric. Stupid krazy woman.

OOOH! DRINKY.
"Sure, after work today." Maybe Egypt's hubby wouldn't be such so wand-happy.

Quote:

Originally Posted by Kaos.Doodles (Post 9494408)
Was Egypt right about James not meaning to interrupt her? Maybe. But he still had. And that was the point. However she nodded slowly, to show that she WAS listening and she might even take the admit into consideration. She would have fully agreed with Egypt....
....if it wasn't James.

"Bad morning, why is that?" Lyric asked politely. Wait....shake hands and be friends again. She was never friends with James. He was an idiot.

Seriously was this man SIX years old? Because he was acting like a child. Lyric dismissed EVERYTHING that he was saying. It wasn't important stupid dumb rich girl blahblahblah. He was getting boring. "I do know you James. I know you enough to say that you are seriously childish and have some serious growing up to do." Lyric took a deep breath. And NOW she would have to swallow her pride great....but it was ONLY because they worked together. "I'm sorry for pouring coffee on you even though you may have deserved it. Happy?" Lyric closed her eyes and began rubbing her temples together, this was seriously giving her a headache. "And I hate cats." Disease pssh.

James rolled his eyes. Stupid woman. "You know nothing. Stop acting like a pretentious know-it-all."

0_0

"I have some serious growing up to do!? I'm not the one who went and spilled coffee on some one because I ACCIDENTALLY took your coffee because I'd JUST woken up." Bloody crazy woman.



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Originally Posted by Tomasina Riddle (Post 9494626)
She looked at Lyric thinking that it was best she stay out of whatever squabble her and James were having as long as they didn't scream at each other in the office disrupting everyone. "I just had a really rough interview is all," she explained. She had still gotten her story mind you.

When she apologised, James' smile burst into a sarcastically, sadistic, exciting smile. HE'd WON!
"Aww, that's OKAY, Lyric!" He went over and enveloped her in a huge hug. "I promise to never, ever take coffee from you again - unless I particularly feel like annoying you." He chuckled and pulled away.

"When you become a old cat lady, you'll LURV cats." Snigger.

noodles 06-29-2010 06:04 PM

Nathan sauntered into the new spiffy lounge area with a whistle on his lips, completely obvious to the atmosphere that was positively crackling with overcharged emotions.

He wandered over to the tins of dried beverages, pausing on the way to plant a kiss on Egypt's cheek, “Hullo, love.” and carried on whistling.. some muggle tune or another, as he opened the silver tin and proceeded to make himself a nice hot drink complete with five heaped spoonfuls of sugar and a generous helping of milk just the way he liked the drink.

The recently promoted Layout Editor was in a relaxed sort of mood. He smiled at the two employees he didn't know the names of before he plonked himself on the comfy black sofa and kicked off his shoes intent on relaxing out here for a while. He took a sip of his the sweet-milky-concoction-with-a-hint-of-tea. “Ahhhhh.” He sighed and closed his eyes. A little nap would be nice.

Kaos.Doodles 06-29-2010 11:07 PM

sorry im so late *blush*
 
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Originally Posted by Tomasina Riddle (Post 9494626)
She looked at Lyric thinking that it was best she stay out of whatever squabble her and James were having as long as they didn't scream at each other in the office disrupting everyone. "I just had a really rough interview is all," she explained. She had still gotten her story mind you.

Lyric took another sip of her coffee and nodded. By now after enough coffee in her system (and James's constant yelling) she could proudly say that she was fully alert. "What happened?" Sometimes you just had to talk about those terrible interviews. Or you would end up exploding....or attacking the person the next time that you saw them. Whatever came first.

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Originally Posted by Alexa Black (Post 9496968)
James rolled his eyes. Stupid woman. "You know nothing. Stop acting like a pretentious know-it-all."

0_0

"I have some serious growing up to do!? I'm not the one who went and spilled coffee on some one because I ACCIDENTALLY took your coffee because I'd JUST woken up." Bloody crazy woman.

When she apologised, James' smile burst into a sarcastically, sadistic, exciting smile. HE'd WON!
"Aww, that's OKAY, Lyric!" He went over and enveloped her in a huge hug. "I promise to never, ever take coffee from you again - unless I particularly feel like annoying you." He chuckled and pulled away.

"When you become a old cat lady, you'll LURV cats." Snigger.


Lyric bit her lip. It seriously took all her will to control herself from insulting James again. He was not worth ruining her reputation. He was just a big baby. "That's...okay?" She repeated again in surprise. She barley had time to think before she was pulled into a HUG.

A HUUG. From this man that she didn't even know! She didn't even hug Nils and he was her best friend since...forever. "Get off me." Lyric muttered pushing him away. She was NOT comfortable with that, the stupid man was annoying her again."And I promise that if you do chose to do that again or hug me again you won't be having kids." And THAT was an absolute promise. "And I will never like cats." Ugly things.

Lyric gave a small nod to the man who had just entered. He was an editor or something right?

Tommehbell 06-30-2010 06:36 AM

She smiled at James hoping there weren't any hard feelings for the soap thing. "After work. We can go to the Leaky," she told him. "Well if you can't be friends at least be civil," she told both of them. She was restrain them if they kept at like they were doing.

She looked up at Nathan sauntered into the lounge and her cheeks blazed. They had just left eh bathroom and the silly grin on Nathan's face would make people think they did something. When they clearly didn't. And then he kissed her cheek and she had to smile even though her face was burning. "Hello my love," she told him as she watched him sauntering around the lounge.

She went and sat next to her husband on the sofa as Lyric asked her a question. "Oh I had to interview Hecate Lafay," she explained. "And she was just really horrible to me." she admitted. She laid her head against Nathan's shoulder and curled her feet up on the sofa. It already been a long day. And it had just started.

noodles 07-01-2010 12:47 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Tomasina Riddle (Post 9507312)
She smiled at James hoping there weren't any hard feelings for the soap thing. "After work. We can go to the Leaky," she told him. "Well if you can't be friends at least be civil," she told both of them. She was restrain them if they kept at like they were doing.

She looked up at Nathan sauntered into the lounge and her cheeks blazed. They had just left eh bathroom and the silly grin on Nathan's face would make people think they did something. When they clearly didn't. And then he kissed her cheek and she had to smile even though her face was burning. "Hello my love," she told him as she watched him sauntering around the lounge.

She went and sat next to her husband on the sofa as Lyric asked her a question. "Oh I had to interview Hecate Lafay," she explained. "And she was just really horrible to me." she admitted. She laid her head against Nathan's shoulder and curled her feet up on the sofa. It already been a long day. And it had just started.

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Originally Posted by Kaos.Doodles (Post 9506212)
Lyric gave a small nod to the man who had just entered. He was an editor or something right?

Nathan of course was off in his own world and missed Egypt's hot cheeks completely. It wouldn't even have crossed his mind what she thought people may think.

He smiled and opened his eyes as she joined him on the sofa and slung his arm around her shoulders and gave her a squeeze. N'aww.. how nice to get a cuddle from your wife in the middle of the day at work. He listened vaguely to her conversation, but noticed the other young lady in the room nodding at him. He smiled warmly and nodded back, then his eyes moved to the young man who she was flirting with (or so Nathan interpreted it as) and he smirked. "Young love, how nice." He mumbled drowsily with a small sleepy smile on his face.

His hand curled into Egypt's hair as she leaned against him and he sighed contentedly and closed his eyes again and began to doze off as she spoke of that Hogwarts professor. He'd heard this not five minutes before, of course.

Tommehbell 07-12-2010 03:43 AM

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Originally Posted by noodles (Post 9510980)
Nathan of course was off in his own world and missed Egypt's hot cheeks completely. It wouldn't even have crossed his mind what she thought people may think.

He smiled and opened his eyes as she joined him on the sofa and slung his arm around her shoulders and gave her a squeeze. N'aww.. how nice to get a cuddle from your wife in the middle of the day at work. He listened vaguely to her conversation, but noticed the other young lady in the room nodding at him. He smiled warmly and nodded back, then his eyes moved to the young man who she was flirting with (or so Nathan interpreted it as) and he smirked. "Young love, how nice." He mumbled drowsily with a small sleepy smile on his face.

His hand curled into Egypt's hair as she leaned against him and he sighed contentedly and closed his eyes again and began to doze off as she spoke of that Hogwarts professor. He'd heard this not five minutes before, of course.

She admired her husband's ability to be completely in oblivion. It made him so cute and she loved him all the move as she snuggled closer to him on the couch.

She smiled as he played in her hair. It was so relaxing. Her eyes closed slowly and she settled into a nice snuggle with her husband since her story was sitting nicely on her desk all written out and everything. Especially after the morning she had had. This was what husbands were for. Her eyes popped open at his statement however. Did he really think Lyric and James were in love? Could he not feel the venom seeping into the carpet? "Ah Nathan love James and Lyric just had a squabble and I think that a drink at the Leaky would do James some good." she pointed out to Nathan.

Lizasaurus 07-12-2010 04:32 AM

Having just gotten hired at the DP Kenzie is walking past the lounge when she hears voices inside. Good as time as any to meet my coworkers. she thinks with a smile. Hopefully this job would go better then the DoM that was just plain scary.

Though she wouldn't have this job if it weren't for Erik. Smiling at that thought her eyes still show that love in them. She couldn't wait til work was over so she could see him again.

Stepping through the doorway, she takes everything in. Spotting a coffee pot she walks over and pours herself some and turns back around, to face her colleagues.

Tommehbell 07-12-2010 04:40 AM

She turned from her husband, Lyric and James to watch a new person walk into the lounge. She didn't even know they were hiring. "Good morning," she called over to the woman.

Lizasaurus 07-12-2010 04:47 AM

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Originally Posted by Tomasina Riddle (Post 9546239)
She turned from her husband, Lyric and James to watch a new person walk into the lounge. She didn't even know they were hiring. "Good morning," she called over to the woman.

Taking a drink of the burning hot liquid, she hears a voice calling good morning. Looking around for the voice, she smiles at the woman sitting a little ways away with a man. Hmmm... she thinks seeing how close they were.

"Good morning," she replies walking over to a chair not far away. Taking a seat, she crosses one leg over the other. "I'm Kenzie, Mackenzie Skeffington." she adds introducing herself.

noodles 07-12-2010 02:44 PM

SPOILER!!: Everyone! xD
Quote:

Originally Posted by Tomasina Riddle (Post 9546157)
She admired her husband's ability to be completely in oblivion. It made him so cute and she loved him all the move as she snuggled closer to him on the couch.

She smiled as he played in her hair. It was so relaxing. Her eyes closed slowly and she settled into a nice snuggle with her husband since her story was sitting nicely on her desk all written out and everything. Especially after the morning she had had. This was what husbands were for. Her eyes popped open at his statement however. Did he really think Lyric and James were in love? Could he not feel the venom seeping into the carpet? "Ah Nathan love James and Lyric just had a squabble and I think that a drink at the Leaky would do James some good." she pointed out to Nathan.

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Originally Posted by Nymphadoraliz (Post 9546247)
Taking a drink of the burning hot liquid, she hears a voice calling good morning. Looking around for the voice, she smiles at the woman sitting a little ways away with a man. Hmmm... she thinks seeing how close they were.

"Good morning," she replies walking over to a chair not far away. Taking a seat, she crosses one leg over the other. "I'm Kenzie, Mackenzie Skeffington." she adds introducing herself.

Oooh this was nice and Nathan was so comfortable and relaxed with Egypt snuggling up to him that he had almost forgotten he was at work.

He woke from his wee doze with a start to find his tea about to slop all over. He straightened up a little and looked blankly at Egypt for a moment before it registered what she was saying. “Ohhh.” He said with a small smile in realisation. “I understand.” He winked at Egypt. A lovers tiff! He and Egypt had never had those as far as he could remember, but he could recall previous girlfriends getting annoyed with him for not always taking in what they were saying. But Nathan wasn't the argumentative type. “Make love, not war.” He winked at the young couple. A drink in the Leaky? He looked at the young fella – he must be James. “Sounds go to me.” He mumbled. But shouldn't he be going with his pretty young lady? He was about to open his mouth and ask this when another woman walked in. Another new employee?

“Hello, love.” He greeted the woman. He sat up a bit more when she came over, unhooking his arm from around Egypt sure that she didn't want to have to look at the lovey dovey couple while she had her coffee break. “Kenzie Skeffington.” He smiled. “Great name.” He extended his hand to her in warm welcoming. “I'm Nathan Greenwood. A Layout Editor. Is this your first day here, love?” She could have been here for weeks for all oblivious Nathan knew. Anyway, it was more difficult to spot new faces since they had moved the Section Editors into their own shiny new office... or so that was Nathan's excuse anyway. "Oh, this is my wife, Egypt." He introduced the little woman who had been on his arm only seconds ago.

Lizasaurus 07-12-2010 02:49 PM

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Originally Posted by noodles (Post 9547194)
Oooh this was nice and Nathan was so comfortable and relaxed with Egypt snuggling up to him that he had almost forgotten he was at work.

He woke from his wee doze with a start to find his tea about to slop all over. He straightened up a little and looked blankly at Egypt for a moment before it registered what she was saying. “Ohhh.” He said with a small smile in realisation. “I understand.” He winked at Egypt. A lovers tiff! He and Egypt had never had those as far as he could remember, but he could recall previous girlfriends getting annoyed with him for not always taking in what they were saying. But Nathan wasn't the argumentative type. “Make love, not war.” He winked at the young couple. A drink in the Leaky? He looked at the young fella – he must be James. “Sounds go to me.” He mumbled. But shouldn't he be going with his pretty young lady? He was about to open his mouth and ask this when another woman walked in. Another new employee?

“Hello, love.” He greeted the woman. He sat up a bit more when she came over, unhooking his arm from around Egypt sure that she didn't want to have to look at the lovey dovey couple while she had her coffee break. “Kenzie Skeffington.” He smiled. “Great name.” He extended his hand to her in warm welcoming. “I'm Nathan Greenwood. A Layout Editor. Is this your first day here, love?” She could have been here for weeks for all oblivious Nathan knew. Anyway, it was more difficult to spot new faces since they had moved the Section Editors into their own shiny new office... or so that was Nathan's excuse anyway.

Turning to the man, she smiles at him. "Thank you. Yes, this is my first day." she was so thankful to have gotten a job once again so quickly after leaving the DoM. She'd made a hasty decision, but at least it turned out well.

Smiling once again to herself, she remembers why it had turned out so well. Doing a mental shake, she really had to stop doing that. Love yes, but there were limits "I was hired as a photographer."

Lexers 07-12-2010 05:22 PM

*hides* Sorrrrrry :(
 
SPOILER!!: Erm... everyonexD
Quote:

Originally Posted by Kaos.Doodles (Post 9506212)
Lyric bit her lip. It seriously took all her will to control herself from insulting James again. He was not worth ruining her reputation. He was just a big baby. "That's...okay?" She repeated again in surprise. She barley had time to think before she was pulled into a HUG.

A HUUG. From this man that she didn't even know! She didn't even hug Nils and he was her best friend since...forever. "Get off me." Lyric muttered pushing him away. She was NOT comfortable with that, the stupid man was annoying her again."And I promise that if you do chose to do that again or hug me again you won't be having kids." And THAT was an absolute promise. "And I will never like cats." Ugly things.

Lyric gave a small nod to the man who had just entered. He was an editor or something right?

Quote:

Originally Posted by Tomasina Riddle (Post 9507312)
She smiled at James hoping there weren't any hard feelings for the soap thing. "After work. We can go to the Leaky," she told him. "Well if you can't be friends at least be civil," she told both of them. She was restrain them if they kept at like they were doing.

She looked up at Nathan sauntered into the lounge and her cheeks blazed. They had just left eh bathroom and the silly grin on Nathan's face would make people think they did something. When they clearly didn't. And then he kissed her cheek and she had to smile even though her face was burning. "Hello my love," she told him as she watched him sauntering around the lounge.

She went and sat next to her husband on the sofa as Lyric asked her a question. "Oh I had to interview Hecate Lafay," she explained. "And she was just really horrible to me." she admitted. She laid her head against Nathan's shoulder and curled her feet up on the sofa. It already been a long day. And it had just started.

Quote:

Originally Posted by Tomasina Riddle (Post 9546157)
She admired her husband's ability to be completely in oblivion. It made him so cute and she loved him all the move as she snuggled closer to him on the couch.

She smiled as he played in her hair. It was so relaxing. Her eyes closed slowly and she settled into a nice snuggle with her husband since her story was sitting nicely on her desk all written out and everything. Especially after the morning she had had. This was what husbands were for. Her eyes popped open at his statement however. Did he really think Lyric and James were in love? Could he not feel the venom seeping into the carpet? "Ah Nathan love James and Lyric just had a squabble and I think that a drink at the Leaky would do James some good." she pointed out to Nathan.

Quote:

Originally Posted by Nymphadoraliz (Post 9546247)
Taking a drink of the burning hot liquid, she hears a voice calling good morning. Looking around for the voice, she smiles at the woman sitting a little ways away with a man. Hmmm... she thinks seeing how close they were.

"Good morning," she replies walking over to a chair not far away. Taking a seat, she crosses one leg over the other. "I'm Kenzie, Mackenzie Skeffington." she adds introducing herself.

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Originally Posted by noodles (Post 9547194)
Oooh this was nice and Nathan was so comfortable and relaxed with Egypt snuggling up to him that he had almost forgotten he was at work.

He woke from his wee doze with a start to find his tea about to slop all over. He straightened up a little and looked blankly at Egypt for a moment before it registered what she was saying. “Ohhh.” He said with a small smile in realisation. “I understand.” He winked at Egypt. A lovers tiff! He and Egypt had never had those as far as he could remember, but he could recall previous girlfriends getting annoyed with him for not always taking in what they were saying. But Nathan wasn't the argumentative type. “Make love, not war.” He winked at the young couple. A drink in the Leaky? He looked at the young fella – he must be James. “Sounds go to me.” He mumbled. But shouldn't he be going with his pretty young lady? He was about to open his mouth and ask this when another woman walked in. Another new employee?

“Hello, love.” He greeted the woman. He sat up a bit more when she came over, unhooking his arm from around Egypt sure that she didn't want to have to look at the lovey dovey couple while she had her coffee break. “Kenzie Skeffington.” He smiled. “Great name.” He extended his hand to her in warm welcoming. “I'm Nathan Greenwood. A Layout Editor. Is this your first day here, love?” She could have been here for weeks for all oblivious Nathan knew. Anyway, it was more difficult to spot new faces since they had moved the Section Editors into their own shiny new office... or so that was Nathan's excuse anyway. "Oh, this is my wife, Egypt." He introduced the little woman who had been on his arm only seconds ago.



Hehehe. He liked her.. fieryness. oooh. His green eyes glittered at her threat. That made her all the more appealing but he pulled back because he knew when NOT to push a woman. Sometimes..

Civil? He didn't think Lyric knew the meaning of the word. "I'll try. I don't know if the Cat Lady will accept the proposition." *smirk* He totally knew what he was getting her for christmas. A CAT! Muahaha.
He nodded at Egypt. "Drinks sound awesome." A good firewhiskey would dissolve the flavour of soap on his tongue.

He was pretty sure Egypt would treat him like a kid if he ever did anything wrong. He didn't fancy the soap thing AGAIN. ><

But if James' feelings of annoyance towards the women were substantial and not merely his deep annoyance at himself for not having cracked her hard shell, they were disperesed when a new conquest colleague walked into the room.

Oooh.

"Hello Madam. My names is James Bond.." He smirked at his own joke which was neither original nor good. "Parker. I mean. James Parker. I'm a journalist here. Did you just transfer?" Surely he would've noticed such a fine specimen arrive? He'd probably been too busy arguing with the witch.. erm.. Lyric.

He heard Egypt's husband speak and realised his idea of the man had been totally wrong. This guy looked like a hippy. He was all 'mellow' and 'relaxed' but he flashed him a cheeky smile at his comment. The first part of the statement was only too true for the twenty-seven year old.

"If only this bird would let up.." He commented, gesturing to Lyric.

Tommehbell 07-12-2010 06:50 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by noodles (Post 9547194)
Oooh this was nice and Nathan was so comfortable and relaxed with Egypt snuggling up to him that he had almost forgotten he was at work.

He woke from his wee doze with a start to find his tea about to slop all over. He straightened up a little and looked blankly at Egypt for a moment before it registered what she was saying. “Ohhh.” He said with a small smile in realisation. “I understand.” He winked at Egypt. A lovers tiff! He and Egypt had never had those as far as he could remember, but he could recall previous girlfriends getting annoyed with him for not always taking in what they were saying. But Nathan wasn't the argumentative type. “Make love, not war.” He winked at the young couple. A drink in the Leaky? He looked at the young fella – he must be James. “Sounds go to me.” He mumbled. But shouldn't he be going with his pretty young lady? He was about to open his mouth and ask this when another woman walked in. Another new employee?

“Hello, love.” He greeted the woman. He sat up a bit more when she came over, unhooking his arm from around Egypt sure that she didn't want to have to look at the lovey dovey couple while she had her coffee break. “Kenzie Skeffington.” He smiled. “Great name.” He extended his hand to her in warm welcoming. “I'm Nathan Greenwood. A Layout Editor. Is this your first day here, love?” She could have been here for weeks for all oblivious Nathan knew. Anyway, it was more difficult to spot new faces since they had moved the Section Editors into their own shiny new office... or so that was Nathan's excuse anyway. "Oh, this is my wife, Egypt." He introduced the little woman who had been on his arm only seconds ago.

She stifled a giggle as Nathan woke up from his tiny nap with a almost spilled cup of tea in his lap. She was glad that Nathan had left the MLES however and was relaxed enough to catch a nap at work. Working for the Ministry had just left him stresses and cranky more times than she cared. Now he was stress-free and happy and that's how she wanted her husband to stay. "Yes after work we can nip over and just have a good time," she didn't want to mention that she had had to wash James' mouth out with soap for using foul language. She would keep that between her and James, and well Lyric.

She smiled and held out her hand when Nathan introduced her. "Yes, I'm Nathan's better half as it were." she teased lightly poking her husband in the ribs.


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Originally Posted by Nymphadoraliz (Post 9546247)
Taking a drink of the burning hot liquid, she hears a voice calling good morning. Looking around for the voice, she smiles at the woman sitting a little ways away with a man. Hmmm... she thinks seeing how close they were.

"Good morning," she replies walking over to a chair not far away. Taking a seat, she crosses one leg over the other. "I'm Kenzie, Mackenzie Skeffington." she adds introducing herself.

Turning to the man, she smiles at him. "Thank you. Yes, this is my first day." she was so thankful to have gotten a job once again so quickly after leaving the DoM. She'd made a hasty decision, but at least it turned out well.

Smiling once again to herself, she remembers why it had turned out so well. Doing a mental shake, she really had to stop doing that. Love yes, but there were limits "I was hired as a photographer."

She leaned back in the softness of the new couch as Nathan chatted with the new girl. Egypt was sure the girl was new. She was a bit more on top of things than her husband. "So where were you working before you came on here?" she asked twisting off the cap to her gilly water and taking a long drink. She didn't know what they put in that water but she sure loved the stuff.


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Originally Posted by Alexa Black (Post 9547680)
SPOILER!!: Erm... everyonexD




Hehehe. He liked her.. fieryness. oooh. His green eyes glittered at her threat. That made her all the more appealing but he pulled back because he knew when NOT to push a woman. Sometimes..

Civil? He didn't think Lyric knew the meaning of the word. "I'll try. I don't know if the Cat Lady will accept the proposition." *smirk* He totally knew what he was getting her for christmas. A CAT! Muahaha.
He nodded at Egypt. "Drinks sound awesome." A good firewhiskey would dissolve the flavour of soap on his tongue.

He was pretty sure Egypt would treat him like a kid if he ever did anything wrong. He didn't fancy the soap thing AGAIN. ><

But if James' feelings of annoyance towards the women were substantial and not merely his deep annoyance at himself for not having cracked her hard shell, they were disperesed when a new conquest colleague walked into the room.

Oooh.

"Hello Madam. My names is James Bond.." He smirked at his own joke which was neither original nor good. "Parker. I mean. James Parker. I'm a journalist here. Did you just transfer?" Surely he would've noticed such a fine specimen arrive? He'd probably been too busy arguing with the witch.. erm.. Lyric.

He heard Egypt's husband speak and realised his idea of the man had been totally wrong. This guy looked like a hippy. He was all 'mellow' and 'relaxed' but he flashed him a cheeky smile at his comment. The first part of the statement was only too true for the twenty-seven year old.

"If only this bird would let up.." He commented, gesturing to Lyric.

Egypt shook her head as Jame continued to goad Lyric, but it wasn't mean spirited like before he was falling back into his Casanova persona. Which just gave Egypt a tickle. "Oh James stop teasing Lyric now," she told him with a smirk.

Lizasaurus 07-12-2010 08:14 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Alexa Black (Post 9547680)
SPOILER!!: Erm... everyonexD



Hehehe. He liked her.. fieryness. oooh. His green eyes glittered at her threat. That made her all the more appealing but he pulled back because he knew when NOT to push a woman. Sometimes..

Civil? He didn't think Lyric knew the meaning of the word. "I'll try. I don't know if the Cat Lady will accept the proposition." *smirk* He totally knew what he was getting her for christmas. A CAT! Muahaha.
He nodded at Egypt. "Drinks sound awesome." A good firewhiskey would dissolve the flavour of soap on his tongue.

He was pretty sure Egypt would treat him like a kid if he ever did anything wrong. He didn't fancy the soap thing AGAIN. ><

But if James' feelings of annoyance towards the women were substantial and not merely his deep annoyance at himself for not having cracked her hard shell, they were disperesed when a new conquest colleague walked into the room.

Oooh.

"Hello Madam. My names is James Bond.." He smirked at his own joke which was neither original nor good. "Parker. I mean. James Parker. I'm a journalist here. Did you just transfer?" Surely he would've noticed such a fine specimen arrive? He'd probably been too busy arguing with the witch.. erm.. Lyric.

He heard Egypt's husband speak and realised his idea of the man had been totally wrong. This guy looked like a hippy. He was all 'mellow' and 'relaxed' but he flashed him a cheeky smile at his comment. The first part of the statement was only too true for the twenty-seven year old.

"If only this bird would let up.." He commented, gesturing to Lyric.

Raising her eyebrow, at the James Bond thing, she smirks a little. I'm sure... not making a comment regarding the joke, she just smiles in acknowledgement of his giving her his true name.

Glancing at the girl he was talking about she stifles a laugh. She thought back to how much her and Erik used to squabble, but it was all in fun. She wondered if by chance something was brewing between those two, but they just refused to acknowledge that.

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Originally Posted by Tomasina Riddle (Post 9547926)
She stifled a giggle as Nathan woke up from his tiny nap with a almost spilled cup of tea in his lap. She was glad that Nathan had left the MLES however and was relaxed enough to catch a nap at work. Working for the Ministry had just left him stresses and cranky more times than she cared. Now he was stress-free and happy and that's how she wanted her husband to stay. "Yes after work we can nip over and just have a good time," she didn't want to mention that she had had to wash James' mouth out with soap for using foul language. She would keep that between her and James, and well Lyric.

She smiled and held out her hand when Nathan introduced her. "Yes, I'm Nathan's better half as it were." she teased lightly poking her husband in the ribs.




She leaned back in the softness of the new couch as Nathan chatted with the new girl. Egypt was sure the girl was new. She was a bit more on top of things than her husband. "So where were you working before you came on here?" she asked twisting off the cap to her gilly water and taking a long drink. She didn't know what they put in that water but she sure loved the stuff.




Egypt shook her head as Jame continued to goad Lyric, but it wasn't mean spirited like before he was falling back into his Casanova persona. Which just gave Egypt a tickle. "Oh James stop teasing Lyric now," she told him with a smirk.

"No, I didn't transfer from another DP location." she replies to James, turning to Egypt she puts a lock of hair behind her ear taking another sip of the coffee. "I was actually an unspeakable, until just recently."

Tommehbell 07-12-2010 08:26 PM

Egypt's mouth fell open as she looked at the new girl. She had never met a Unspeakable before and she wasn't sure how to act around one. They were a weird bunch, never speaking! Egypt would just die if she had a job like that. She loved being around people too much to not speak. "Oh..um," she didn't know what to say after a declaration like that.

Lizasaurus 07-12-2010 08:37 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Tomasina Riddle (Post 9548208)
Egypt's mouth fell open as she looked at the new girl. She had never met a Unspeakable before and she wasn't sure how to act around one. They were a weird bunch, never speaking! Egypt would just die if she had a job like that. She loved being around people too much to not speak. "Oh..um," she didn't know what to say after a declaration like that.

Looking at Egypt as her jaw fell open, Kenzie looks at her curiously. Was it all that surprising, about working in the DoM she wondered. She'd enjoyed her job, all except the illness that happened shortly before she left.

Maybe it was something else..."Is something wrong?" she asks curiously.

Tommehbell 07-13-2010 01:32 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Nymphadoraliz (Post 9548262)
Looking at Egypt as her jaw fell open, Kenzie looks at her curiously. Was it all that surprising, about working in the DoM she wondered. She'd enjoyed her job, all except the illness that happened shortly before she left.

Maybe it was something else..."Is something wrong?" she asks curiously.

Her mouth snapped shut when Kenzie spoke to her. "I've just never met a Unspeakable before," she told her honestly. It was actually weird to even see one talk. "What did you do?" she asked wondering if she could speak about her job now.

Lizasaurus 07-13-2010 01:44 AM

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Originally Posted by Tomasina Riddle (Post 9549142)
Her mouth snapped shut when Kenzie spoke to her. "I've just never met a Unspeakable before," she told her honestly. It was actually weird to even see one talk. "What did you do?" she asked wondering if she could speak about her job now.

Not being in the job for very long she really didn't have much to report, but never had been told she couldn't talk about the job either made her unconcerned.

"Well, I was the Division Head of the Time Room." Finishing her cup, she sets it on the arm next to her hand. "I wasn't there very long, truth be told, but there was some interesting and scary things that had happened."

"We mainly made time turners and setters, and made sure they worked correctly." Remembering the setters she'd just completed, she realized she hadn't left the instructions for them, she makes note she better send an owl to them, so they at least had them.

"It was a fun job mostly..." shuddering at the memory of the sudden illness. It still scared her of what the department had been through.

Tommehbell 07-14-2010 03:19 AM

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Originally Posted by Nymphadoraliz (Post 9549168)
Not being in the job for very long she really didn't have much to report, but never had been told she couldn't talk about the job either made her unconcerned.

"Well, I was the Division Head of the Time Room." Finishing her cup, she sets it on the arm next to her hand. "I wasn't there very long, truth be told, but there was some interesting and scary things that had happened."

"We mainly made time turners and setters, and made sure they worked correctly." Remembering the setters she'd just completed, she realized she hadn't left the instructions for them, she makes note she better send an owl to them, so they at least had them.

"It was a fun job mostly..." shuddering at the memory of the sudden illness. It still scared her of what the department had been through.

She listened to her as she talked. "Oh how interesting. I've always wondered how time turners were made," she mused. She picked off a piece of lint from Nathan's shirt and tried to smooth down his hair. Which she knew would never happen. But it was still cute for her to try. "Did you ever get to try a time turner?" she asked as she returned her attention back to the young woman.

Lizasaurus 07-14-2010 03:46 AM

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Originally Posted by Tomasina Riddle (Post 9552357)
She listened to her as she talked. "Oh how interesting. I've always wondered how time turners were made," she mused. She picked off a piece of lint from Nathan's shirt and tried to smooth down his hair. Which she knew would never happen. But it was still cute for her to try. "Did you ever get to try a time turner?" she asked as she returned her attention back to the young woman.

Remembering the test run she got to try, she nods "It was fascinating, really! We had a testing room, that we used. My superviser recommended that I at least try it once."

Thinking back to the test run, and how nervous she'd been. "It was most fascinating conversing with myself." She said thoughtfully, lost in thought.

Tommehbell 07-18-2010 02:24 AM

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Originally Posted by Nymphadoraliz (Post 9552401)
Remembering the test run she got to try, she nods "It was fascinating, really! We had a testing room, that we used. My superviser recommended that I at least try it once."

Thinking back to the test run, and how nervous she'd been. "It was most fascinating conversing with myself." She said thoughtfully, lost in thought.

Egypt thought was just the most fascinating thing in the world. Traveling through time and actually making the time turners. "That must have been really fun." she told her honestly. "So what made you want to leave the Ministry for the Prophet?" she asked as she plucked Nathans tea cup out of his hand and took a sip.

Lizasaurus 07-18-2010 02:33 AM

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Originally Posted by Tomasina Riddle (Post 9563891)
Egypt thought was just the most fascinating thing in the world. Traveling through time and actually making the time turners. "That must have been really fun." she told her honestly. "So what made you want to leave the Ministry for the Prophet?" she asked as she plucked Nathans tea cup out of his hand and took a sip.

Blushing a smile flickers across her face, "Well, there was an incident that definitely made me rethink my position, but well...it's not so much what, but more of who..."

Lowering her eyes, she continues "An old friend of mine, well...made me change my mind about leaving for the states, is the gist of it." Her voice sounding breathless, unintentional but definitely there. Not to mention the blush that was flooding her face.

Tommehbell 07-19-2010 11:05 PM

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Originally Posted by Nymphadoraliz (Post 9563906)
Blushing a smile flickers across her face, "Well, there was an incident that definitely made me rethink my position, but well...it's not so much what, but more of who..."

Lowering her eyes, she continues "An old friend of mine, well...made me change my mind about leaving for the states, is the gist of it." Her voice sounding breathless, unintentional but definitely there. Not to mention the blush that was flooding her face.

Egypt smiled as the woman blushed and got all breathless as she talked about the reason for coming to work for the Daily Prophet. "Would this old friend be a man?" she asked with a twinkle in her eye.

Lizasaurus 07-20-2010 12:19 AM

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Originally Posted by Tomasina Riddle (Post 9569163)
Egypt smiled as the woman blushed and got all breathless as she talked about the reason for coming to work for the Daily Prophet. "Would this old friend be a man?" she asked with a twinkle in her eye.

Spotting the twinkle forming in the woman's eye, she dips her head. "Yes" she replies with a smile breaking out. "He was the Groundskeeper at Hogwarts when I taught there."

Folding her hands in front of her, she uncrosses her leg and crosses the other. "Just between us" glancing around hoping the others weren't paying as close attention any longer "I think it's actually getting serious."

Tommehbell 07-20-2010 02:21 AM

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Originally Posted by Nymphadoraliz (Post 9569292)
Spotting the twinkle forming in the woman's eye, she dips her head. "Yes" she replies with a smile breaking out. "He was the Groundskeeper at Hogwarts when I taught there."

Folding her hands in front of her, she uncrosses her leg and crosses the other. "Just between us" glancing around hoping the others weren't paying as close attention any longer "I think it's actually getting serious."

She looked at her in surprise, "You taught at Hogwarts?" she asked her honestly.

Egypt leaned forward as it seemed like they were going to get into girl talk. "Oh that certainly is lovely," Egypt told her honestly. She loved love and everyone that was in it.

Lizasaurus 07-20-2010 02:32 AM

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Originally Posted by Tomasina Riddle (Post 9569420)
She looked at her in surprise, "You taught at Hogwarts?" she asked her honestly.

Egypt leaned forward as it seemed like they were going to get into girl talk. "Oh that certainly is lovely," Egypt told her honestly. She loved love and everyone that was in it.

Nodding, "Yes, I was quidditch/flying instructor for one term. Things didn't work out...and it was a long time ago." Well it sure seemed like it, almost 15 years... she thought.

Smiling her soft smile, "Thank you." She was happier then she'd been in a long time, that's for sure. A new job, and plenty of time to spend with Erik. What could be better?

"How long have the two of you been married?" she asks casually.

Tommehbell 07-21-2010 02:30 AM

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Originally Posted by Nymphadoraliz (Post 9569430)
Nodding, "Yes, I was quidditch/flying instructor for one term. Things didn't work out...and it was a long time ago." Well it sure seemed like it, almost 15 years... she thought.

Smiling her soft smile, "Thank you." She was happier then she'd been in a long time, that's for sure. A new job, and plenty of time to spend with Erik. What could be better?

"How long have the two of you been married?" she asks casually.

Egypt nodded at the girl's story. "All of my children play Quidditch. Well Willow doesn't she's more artistic," Willow was a weird child, but she was her own person. "Do you still play?" she asked.

She smiled and handed Nathan his tea back. "We've been married 17 years," And she was proud of that fact. Especially after the efforts her mother went through to pull them apart.

Lizasaurus 07-21-2010 02:50 AM

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Originally Posted by Tomasina Riddle (Post 9571975)
Egypt nodded at the girl's story. "All of my children play Quidditch. Well Willow doesn't she's more artistic," Willow was a weird child, but she was her own person. "Do you still play?" she asked.

She smiled and handed Nathan his tea back. "We've been married 17 years," And she was proud of that fact. Especially after the efforts her mother went through to pull them apart.

"That's wonderful!" she comments with a smile "It's a fun sport to get into." Shaking her head, she replies to the question "No, I've not flown much...since teaching, really. Before that, I was seeker for...well that's another story. I don't want to bore you." she adds with a laugh, her eyes twinkling. She did tend to go on about things.

"Wow, congratulations!" her eyes widening with surprise. "How many children do you have?" There was at least two apparently...maybe three, if they all played except Willow.

Tommehbell 07-21-2010 03:49 AM

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Originally Posted by Nymphadoraliz (Post 9571992)
"That's wonderful!" she comments with a smile "It's a fun sport to get into." Shaking her head, she replies to the question "No, I've not flown much...since teaching, really. Before that, I was seeker for...well that's another story. I don't want to bore you." she adds with a laugh, her eyes twinkling. She did tend to go on about things.

"Wow, congratulations!" her eyes widening with surprise. "How many children do you have?" There was at least two apparently...maybe three, if they all played except Willow.

Though Egypt never played to loved to watch it. Especially when her children were playing. "My sister India is the seeker for the Ivories. Why haven't you flown since teaching?" that was certainly strange for someone who played Quidditch professionally.

Egypt blushed "Thank you," she replied. They had been happy years except for the two dark episodes. But they were better than ever now and she wasn't going to dwell on the bad times. "We have seven children. Two girls and five boys. Our oldest, Paris, is in the French Ministry." she explained very proud of all her children. As only a mother could be.

Lizasaurus 07-21-2010 03:59 AM

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Originally Posted by Tomasina Riddle (Post 9572052)
Though Egypt never played to loved to watch it. Especially when her children were playing. "My sister India is the seeker for the Ivories. Why haven't you flown since teaching?" that was certainly strange for someone who played Quidditch professionally.

Egypt blushed "Thank you," she replied. They had been happy years except for the two dark episodes. But they were better than ever now and she wasn't going to dwell on the bad times. "We have seven children. Two girls and five boys. Our oldest, Paris, is in the French Ministry." she explained very proud of all her children. As only a mother could be.

"That year, most of us professors actually left. We had a mysterious disappearance of the prefects, and attacks on the school. I was on the search party..." breaking off, she looks down at her hands. "I guess I just lost the love for flying after all that happened. Perhaps I will acquire it again...someday."

Looking up as she explains about her children, blinking back tears, she smiles inspite of it. "Precious. I've always loved children...maybe, someday I'll enjoy that part of a family."

LeapFrog 07-25-2010 08:59 PM

Daphne slowly made her way into the lounge area, very tired from an ill advised night outing with her mates. She was so tired she could barely keep her eyes open. Luckily she followed the smell of freshly brewed coffee. She slowly lifted the pot and poured it into her pink Daily Prophet mug.

There were a few coworkers chatting away, but Daphne was too tired to engage them. She sluggishly waved to them and took a sip of her coffee. It did little to wake her up, but she continued to drink, hoping it would stimulate her to get actual work done.

Cassirin 08-06-2010 03:42 AM

Hunter finally dragged herself into the lounge, hoping the coffee was on, hot, and not totally burnt out and bitter. It smelled decent at least. She paused in the doorway to look around the room, admiring it for just a moment before she slipped along the wall to the coffeemaker.

"How is it?" she asked anyone who would respond.

Lizasaurus 08-06-2010 04:14 AM

Looking up as another woman enterred, Kenzie smiles at her. "Not too bad." she replies holding up slightly her empty mug. Standing up, she walks over to refill it.

LeapFrog 08-07-2010 02:05 AM

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Originally Posted by Cassirin (Post 9633809)
Hunter finally dragged herself into the lounge, hoping the coffee was on, hot, and not totally burnt out and bitter. It smelled decent at least. She paused in the doorway to look around the room, admiring it for just a moment before she slipped along the wall to the coffeemaker.

"How is it?" she asked anyone who would respond.

Daphne looked up, slightly more awake after her cup of coffee. She lazily rolled her head around, not prepared to start her day at the DP. She was glad someone else started chatting, this gave her time to get another cup. After all, it would be rude to leave in the middle of a conversation.

"It's much better! Can't believe we used to drink that sludge beforehand," she marveled, pouring herself another cup. This time she added some cream and sugar, which she was too exhausted to do for her first cup.



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Looking up as another woman enterred, Kenzie smiles at her. "Not too bad." she replies holding up slightly her empty mug. Standing up, she walks over to refill it.

Daphne took a seat next to one of her coworkers. After a cup of coffee, she was far more social than before. "I'm glad they finally splurged to get some nice brews," she said to the gal next to her. Now she felt like the kitchen area was a nice little cafe to sit, mingle, and relax.

Ameh 08-07-2010 02:07 AM

Stifling a yawn, lips pressed together with the effort, Caelan peered around the door and into the lounge. An area he'd never visited, having been away from the actual offices since his hiring... hmm.

It wasn't too bad. He had no way of knowing how it compared to the previous one.

Not taking too much notice of those that were already here, he rubbed the back of his neck and wandered toward the table. It was still sore from the previous night's sleep, and it just would not convert back to its normal non-painful status. Blargh. Wonderful state to be in when actually meeting your coworkers for the first time. Doing his best to ignore the annoying little jabs, he pulled out a seat and tossed his weary body into it.

LeapFrog 08-07-2010 02:15 AM

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Originally Posted by Ameh (Post 9637761)
Stifling a yawn, lips pressed together with the effort, Caelan peered around the door and into the lounge. An area he'd never visited, having been away from the actual offices since his hiring... hmm.

It wasn't too bad. He had no way of knowing how it compared to the previous one.

Not taking too much notice of those that were already here, he rubbed the back of his neck and wandered toward the table. It was still sore from the previous night's sleep, and it just would not convert back to its normal non-painful status. Blargh. Wonderful state to be in when actually meeting your coworkers for the first time. Doing his best to ignore the annoying little jabs, he pulled out a seat and tossed his weary body into it.

"Rough night?" she asked the man. Had he entered moments before, he'd have witnessed Daphne in a similar state. "Coffee's good though, I'd grab some before we finish if off."

She glanced at her watch and saw she still had some time before returning to work. Even if she were to work now, she had nothing too interesting to report. This way she got to sit around and mingle, which was much more productive.

Cassirin 08-07-2010 02:34 AM

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Originally Posted by Nymphadoraliz (Post 9633851)
Looking up as another woman enterred, Kenzie smiles at her. "Not too bad." she replies holding up slightly her empty mug. Standing up, she walks over to refill it.

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Originally Posted by LeapFrog (Post 9637754)
Daphne looked up, slightly more awake after her cup of coffee. She lazily rolled her head around, not prepared to start her day at the DP. She was glad someone else started chatting, this gave her time to get another cup. After all, it would be rude to leave in the middle of a conversation.

"It's much better! Can't believe we used to drink that sludge beforehand," she marveled, pouring herself another cup. This time she added some cream and sugar, which she was too exhausted to do for her first cup.

"It sounds unanimous," Hunter poured herself a cup and gave it a tentative sniff, followed by one of long appreciation. This wasn't bad. Followed by a sip.

"You know... this is fair. Ian gets props for that."


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Originally Posted by Ameh (Post 9637761)
Stifling a yawn, lips pressed together with the effort, Caelan peered around the door and into the lounge. An area he'd never visited, having been away from the actual offices since his hiring... hmm.

It wasn't too bad. He had no way of knowing how it compared to the previous one.

Not taking too much notice of those that were already here, he rubbed the back of his neck and wandered toward the table. It was still sore from the previous night's sleep, and it just would not convert back to its normal non-painful status. Blargh. Wonderful state to be in when actually meeting your coworkers for the first time. Doing his best to ignore the annoying little jabs, he pulled out a seat and tossed his weary body into it.

"I knew it!" Hunter sloshed her coffee a little as she pointed at the man who had just entered the lounge area. "I knew there were men hiding around here. Just because Ian likes to surround himself with lovely ladies... he's depriving us of male companionship."

Ameh 08-07-2010 02:41 AM

You twoooo~
 
He was only half paying attention to the people going on about coffee. Rubbing his left eye, attempting to dislodge the sleep from it, he looked at the woman who was directing her coffee comments to him. He would've smiled at her, were his face not in automatic frowny mode while he rubbed his eye enough to see spots when he finally opened it.

"Slept funny... it's weird being in my own bed again after so long, I guess it takes adjusting to." Shooting a look at the coffee pot, he considered it before standing up.

And immediately directing his suddenly wide-eyed gaze at another of the women. Why was she pointing at him and shouting about hiding men?

"I've been working here for a bit now," he said with a shrug. "I was just off on an assignment. Damn tournament took longer than I thought. And those Irish just wouldn't let me leave."

There was a moment of hesitancy before he extended his hand to the loud one.

"Caelan Lee. Definitely male and definitely not hiding."

The companionship thing would need to be worked on.

Cassirin 08-07-2010 03:02 AM

"I could tell you were male," Hunter reassured him with a little grin. Silly boys. "I'm merely pointing out that you are HIGHLY outnumbered, and I think it's a plot on the part of the Boss Man."

She slid into the nearest chair and sniffed the coffee some more. She liked it straight black, the bitterness almost pleasant to her. "Ireland? What section do you write for?"

Ameh 08-07-2010 03:09 AM

"I'm glad," he replied with a smirk. "If you couldn't, then I'd obviously be doing something wrong."

He rather quickly retrieved himself a cup of coffee; dropping a bit of sugar into it, he flicked his wand in a circle, stirring it, as he returned to the chair he'd vacated.

She was right. He was outnumbered. From what he understood and had seen so far, the Daily Prophet had been overrun by women. The way she had said it, it was as if she expected him to be shocked or unhappy about it. He most definitely wasn't, however.

He'd gone to Beauxbatons. Being surrounded by girls was something he was very well-adjusted to. And he actually liked it. Heh.

"Sports," he replied, before taking a sip of his coffee. Slightly more bitter than he liked, but... well. The sugar was all the way over there. And he was over here. Which meant he'd drink it as it was. "I've been covering sports in Ireland. They're fascinating, even if their cheering is death on the ears."

Drawing another shot of bitter caffeine into his mouth, he observed the woman before setting the cup down on the table.

"You?" A slightly amused look crossed his face. "What do you write for? And... do you have a name to go with your pretty face, or do you just go around with that as your introduction?"

Tommehbell 08-07-2010 08:44 AM

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Originally Posted by Nymphadoraliz (Post 9572077)
"That year, most of us professors actually left. We had a mysterious disappearance of the prefects, and attacks on the school. I was on the search party..." breaking off, she looks down at her hands. "I guess I just lost the love for flying after all that happened. Perhaps I will acquire it again...someday."

Looking up as she explains about her children, blinking back tears, she smiles inspite of it. "Precious. I've always loved children...maybe, someday I'll enjoy that part of a family."

She nodded her head. She remembered reporting some of the happenings at Hogwarts that year. It had been a scary time she almost pulled Paris out. But of course Paris wasn't having any of that. Egypt looked at the woman with sad eyes, "You never lose love." she told her softly.

Egypt nodded. "Its the greatest thing I've done with my life," she told her honestly. Nothing compared to being a mother in her book. "Well come by the house sometime and hang out with the family. We would love to have you." she looked over and smiled at Nathan he had just dozed right on off. He would never change.

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Originally Posted by Cassirin (Post 9633809)
Hunter finally dragged herself into the lounge, hoping the coffee was on, hot, and not totally burnt out and bitter. It smelled decent at least. She paused in the doorway to look around the room, admiring it for just a moment before she slipped along the wall to the coffeemaker.

"How is it?" she asked anyone who would respond.

She looked up and smiled as hunter walked in. The girl was a whirlwind of femininity that reminded Egypt of her daughter Paris. "Hunter dear how are you today?" she asked her with a smile. Though they were close in age Egypt looked at Hunter as her daughter and she was going to see her in a long lasting relationship if it killed both of them. If she could get Alexa and Warren down the isle she could do anything.

She giggled at the exchange between Hunter and the new boy. There did seem to be an usually high amount of women at the paper.

Cassirin 08-07-2010 11:28 PM

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Originally Posted by Ameh (Post 9637938)
"I'm glad," he replied with a smirk. "If you couldn't, then I'd obviously be doing something wrong."

He rather quickly retrieved himself a cup of coffee; dropping a bit of sugar into it, he flicked his wand in a circle, stirring it, as he returned to the chair he'd vacated.

She was right. He was outnumbered. From what he understood and had seen so far, the Daily Prophet had been overrun by women. The way she had said it, it was as if she expected him to be shocked or unhappy about it. He most definitely wasn't, however.

He'd gone to Beauxbatons. Being surrounded by girls was something he was very well-adjusted to. And he actually liked it. Heh.

"Sports," he replied, before taking a sip of his coffee. Slightly more bitter than he liked, but... well. The sugar was all the way over there. And he was over here. Which meant he'd drink it as it was. "I've been covering sports in Ireland. They're fascinating, even if their cheering is death on the ears."

Drawing another shot of bitter caffeine into his mouth, he observed the woman before setting the cup down on the table.

"You?" A slightly amused look crossed his face. "What do you write for? And... do you have a name to go with your pretty face, or do you just go around with that as your introduction?"

"Hunter," she leaned forward and offered a hand to him. "And yes, it's a boy's name and no, I don't go by anything prettier or frillier. I prefer a gender neutral name attached to my writing."

Hunter snuggled back into her seat and tugged her pencil skirt against the top of her boots. Sigh. She loved boots. Paychecks went to boots all the time. "I write for Lifestyles. Lots of travel stuff recently, but I haven't been to Ireland recently."

She studied the front of her blouse for traces of coffee before taking another sip.

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Originally Posted by Tomasina Riddle (Post 9638777)
She looked up and smiled as hunter walked in. The girl was a whirlwind of femininity that reminded Egypt of her daughter Paris. "Hunter dear how are you today?" she asked her with a smile. Though they were close in age Egypt looked at Hunter as her daughter and she was going to see her in a long lasting relationship if it killed both of them. If she could get Alexa and Warren down the isle she could do anything.

She giggled at the exchange between Hunter and the new boy. There did seem to be an usually high amount of women at the paper.

Hunter gave Egypt a little wiggle of her fingers and a cheeky grin. "I'm behaving myself as usual, Momma Egypt. I promise." It amused her greatly to be mothered by the lovely woman a few years her senior, but she also found it quite endearing. Her own mother was amazing but not particularly affectionate, so this was a whole new experience.

"We should do lunch today. I want to enjoy the weather while it lasts."

Hermione_loves_Ron 08-09-2010 02:51 AM

It was silly - petty, really - that Ollie had a tendency to be wary of the Lounge any more, because Vexia Rumpos could be anywhere, really. Even the men's loo, which wouldn't surprise Olliver Stratton all the much, given her predisposition towards Editor-in-Chief Ian. Actually, the young male realized, perhaps he was best off avoiding the loo rather than the lounge, as it was.

No matter, Ollie needed a quick mug of coffee - a jolt, if you would - and he hadn't the time to rush off down the alley way towards the Leaky, force through the swarm of students, wait on a brew, and suffer through prolonged minutes of Mozzie's babbles. Dearly as he loved the girl, he was on the clock and she didn't give a care.

His head buzzed: it buzzed with a slight migraine forming just behind his left temple - it throbbed and he was acutely aware of it; it buzzed with commotion and noise; it buzzed with colors and senses - an overload of extrasensory details flooded him and he all but reeled from everything.

The voices of his co-workers spilled from within the lounge. Ollie was sure he heard the sound of fellow-Lifestyle writer Hunter Bones in there and, sure enough, as he poked his head in, he spotted her. He nodded her way, in greeting, directed at she and the male with her, before he ran his left hand through his hair. Long, slender fingers tangled with sandy hair - he'd forgotten to brush it the morning before he left - and the sleeves of his tattered robe fell up his arm. The artist paid no heed as he made his way to the coffee area and poured some into a blue thermos. It was a lovely shade of blue - somewhere between a sky blue and a royal blue, with a deep color and a sort of pearly sheen. Ollie marveled at the way the mustard colored paint on his index finger looked against the blue of his thermos and the paint-covered finger itched for a paint brush.

There was no time, though, he reminded himself, even though he was already painting in his mind. An ocean. He saw an ocean and a school of mustard-colored fishes. A few red, too. Thinner ones. Did such fish exist?

"Good afternoon," he greeted the number of Prophet staffers, when he finally turned away from the coffee pot, twisting the lid onto the thermos.

Lizasaurus 08-09-2010 02:57 AM

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Originally Posted by Tomasina Riddle (Post 9638777)
She nodded her head. She remembered reporting some of the happenings at Hogwarts that year. It had been a scary time she almost pulled Paris out. But of course Paris wasn't having any of that. Egypt looked at the woman with sad eyes, "You never lose love." she told her softly.

Egypt nodded. "Its the greatest thing I've done with my life," she told her honestly. Nothing compared to being a mother in her book. "Well come by the house sometime and hang out with the family. We would love to have you." she looked over and smiled at Nathan he had just dozed right on off. He would never change.

"That's what I keep telling myself..." she replies smiling weakly walking back to her chair with her now full cup of coffee again. Sighing she adds softly "Someday..."

Her eyes brightening again, she nods "I'd love to!" Glancing at her husband Kenzie laughs lightly. It reminded her of Erik, dear things men were. She couldn't wait to meet the rest of Egypt's and Nathan's family. She loved children...and in a way, missed teaching.

Tommehbell 08-09-2010 03:56 AM

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Originally Posted by Cassirin (Post 9641170)
"Hunter," she leaned forward and offered a hand to him. "And yes, it's a boy's name and no, I don't go by anything prettier or frillier. I prefer a gender neutral name attached to my writing."

Hunter snuggled back into her seat and tugged her pencil skirt against the top of her boots. Sigh. She loved boots. Paychecks went to boots all the time. "I write for Lifestyles. Lots of travel stuff recently, but I haven't been to Ireland recently."

She studied the front of her blouse for traces of coffee before taking another sip.



Hunter gave Egypt a little wiggle of her fingers and a cheeky grin. "I'm behaving myself as usual, Momma Egypt. I promise." It amused her greatly to be mothered by the lovely woman a few years her senior, but she also found it quite endearing. Her own mother was amazing but not particularly affectionate, so this was a whole new experience.

"We should do lunch today. I want to enjoy the weather while it lasts."

Her smile brightened as Hunter waved at her. "I'm sure you are Hunter," she winked. The girl reminded her so much of Paris it was a bit scary. "So how is your next assignment going?" she asked her.

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Originally Posted by Hermione_loves_Ron (Post 9646096)
It was silly - petty, really - that Ollie had a tendency to be wary of the Lounge any more, because Vexia Rumpos could be anywhere, really. Even the men's loo, which wouldn't surprise Olliver Stratton all the much, given her predisposition towards Editor-in-Chief Ian. Actually, the young male realized, perhaps he was best off avoiding the loo rather than the lounge, as it was.

No matter, Ollie needed a quick mug of coffee - a jolt, if you would - and he hadn't the time to rush off down the alley way towards the Leaky, force through the swarm of students, wait on a brew, and suffer through prolonged minutes of Mozzie's babbles. Dearly as he loved the girl, he was on the clock and she didn't give a care.

His head buzzed: it buzzed with a slight migraine forming just behind his left temple - it throbbed and he was acutely aware of it; it buzzed with commotion and noise; it buzzed with colors and senses - an overload of extrasensory details flooded him and he all but reeled from everything.

The voices of his co-workers spilled from within the lounge. Ollie was sure he heard the sound of fellow-Lifestyle writer Hunter Bones in there and, sure enough, as he poked his head in, he spotted her. He nodded her way, in greeting, directed at she and the male with her, before he ran his left hand through his hair. Long, slender fingers tangled with sandy hair - he'd forgotten to brush it the morning before he left - and the sleeves of his tattered robe fell up his arm. The artist paid no heed as he made his way to the coffee area and poured some into a blue thermos. It was a lovely shade of blue - somewhere between a sky blue and a royal blue, with a deep color and a sort of pearly sheen. Ollie marveled at the way the mustard colored paint on his index finger looked against the blue of his thermos and the paint-covered finger itched for a paint brush.

There was no time, though, he reminded himself, even though he was already painting in his mind. An ocean. He saw an ocean and a school of mustard-colored fishes. A few red, too. Thinner ones. Did such fish exist?

"Good afternoon," he greeted the number of Prophet staffers, when he finally turned away from the coffee pot, twisting the lid onto the thermos.

She looked up in surprise as a new man practically spilled into the break room. She smiled softly at him. He had that artist air about him, too busy with his head in the clouds to worry about what happened on the outside. "Hello there," she called to him.

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Originally Posted by Nymphadoraliz (Post 9646122)
"That's what I keep telling myself..." she replies smiling weakly walking back to her chair with her now full cup of coffee again. Sighing she adds softly "Someday..."

Her eyes brightening again, she nods "I'd love to!" Glancing at her husband Kenzie laughs lightly. It reminded her of Erik, dear things men were. She couldn't wait to meet the rest of Egypt's and Nathan's family. She loved children...and in a way, missed teaching.

She nodded. "Oh that would be wonderful we would love to have you over," she told her. "The children love meeting new people. Just don't wear anything shiny." she warned her with a wink. "The little ones like to um....attach explosives to shiny things." she told her honestly.

Lizasaurus 08-09-2010 04:02 AM

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Originally Posted by Tomasina Riddle (Post 9646328)
She nodded. "Oh that would be wonderful we would love to have you over," she told her. "The children love meeting new people. Just don't wear anything shiny." she warned her with a wink. "The little ones like to um....attach explosives to shiny things." she told her honestly.

Smiling she replies "I'm sure I'll enjo..." her eyes widening, "Explosives?" Oh, my goodness! Taking a drink of her coffee, she shakes her head laughing. "I'll make sure not to wear anything shiny. Thanks for the warning."

Things children come up with. she thinks still chuckling a little.

Lezleighd 08-09-2010 04:28 PM

Iridesca was a little bit nervous about visiting the lounge area. She had been sooo wrapped up with the latest issue's graphics and layout that she had hardly met any of the people she worked with since coming to the DP a few months back. She had never really been this unsocial but she had tried very hard to impress the editor, a feat that she was sure she still hand't accomplished.

She pushed the door open and instantly noticed that the place was packed. She didn't want to just interrupt the conversations going on so she decided to walk over to see what were in the promising boxes on the table. O she hoped there were some donuts or something, her stomach had been growling all morning.

She smiled simply at the others in the room as she glided over to the table trying not to be noticed just yet. Her mission was clear, she needed a donut and quick.

Just as she got to the table and reached for the top of the box in the center of the table, her stomach gave a loud growl that instantly turned her face red. She glanced around to see if anyone had heard her choir in her stomach and then quickly grabbed a donut and chomped down on it instantly.

Cassirin 08-09-2010 11:44 PM

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Originally Posted by Hermione_loves_Ron (Post 9646096)
The voices of his co-workers spilled from within the lounge. Ollie was sure he heard the sound of fellow-Lifestyle writer Hunter Bones in there and, sure enough, as he poked his head in, he spotted her. He nodded her way, in greeting, directed at she and the male with her, before he ran his left hand through his hair. Long, slender fingers tangled with sandy hair - he'd forgotten to brush it the morning before he left - and the sleeves of his tattered robe fell up his arm. The artist paid no heed as he made his way to the coffee area and poured some into a blue thermos. It was a lovely shade of blue - somewhere between a sky blue and a royal blue, with a deep color and a sort of pearly sheen. Ollie marveled at the way the mustard colored paint on his index finger looked against the blue of his thermos and the paint-covered finger itched for a paint brush.

There was no time, though, he reminded himself, even though he was already painting in his mind. An ocean. He saw an ocean and a school of mustard-colored fishes. A few red, too. Thinner ones. Did such fish exist?

"Good afternoon," he greeted the number of Prophet staffers, when he finally turned away from the coffee pot, twisting the lid onto the thermos.

"Ollie!" Hunter waved at her reporter buddy person as he entered the room. "He's male TOO," she informed Caelan, in case he wasn't AWARE. But really... duh. Ollie looked male and everything.

But Ollie was sort of occupied with his hands at the moment, which was strange but endearing. She turned her attention back to Egypt.

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Originally Posted by Tomasina Riddle (Post 9646328)
Her smile brightened as Hunter waved at her. "I'm sure you are Hunter," she winked. The girl reminded her so much of Paris it was a bit scary. "So how is your next assignment going?" she asked her.

"I'm at a loss. I want Ian to send me somewhere awesome again, even if I have to do the whole budget traveler thing, but I'm pretty sure that was a once in a lifetime sort of thing." Hunter tipped her cup in the direction of Ian's office. The skinflint. It was unfair, too, because he was RICH. And she wasn't.

"Any suggestions?"

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Originally Posted by Lezleighd (Post 9648131)
Iridesca was a little bit nervous about visiting the lounge area. She had been sooo wrapped up with the latest issue's graphics and layout that she had hardly met any of the people she worked with since coming to the DP a few months back. She had never really been this unsocial but she had tried very hard to impress the editor, a feat that she was sure she still hand't accomplished.

She pushed the door open and instantly noticed that the place was packed. She didn't want to just interrupt the conversations going on so she decided to walk over to see what were in the promising boxes on the table. O she hoped there were some donuts or something, her stomach had been growling all morning.

She smiled simply at the others in the room as she glided over to the table trying not to be noticed just yet. Her mission was clear, she needed a donut and quick.

Just as she got to the table and reached for the top of the box in the center of the table, her stomach gave a loud growl that instantly turned her face red. She glanced around to see if anyone had heard her choir in her stomach and then quickly grabbed a donut and chomped down on it instantly.

Oh, new girl. Hunter tipped her mug at that girl too. Everyone got a mug tip. "Hey, you. New person. We have coffee and you found the donuts, so now you have to come and sit here by Momma Egypt and let us fuss over you for a bit."

Ameh 08-10-2010 12:01 AM

"Nothing wrong with the name Hunter," Caelan replied mildly, taking a sip of his coffee. "It's cute when girls have boyish names. I used to date a girl called Charlie."

She was definitely not as boyish as her name implied.

Turning the cup in his hands, he observed the older woman who had struck up conversation with Hunter, passive interest written on his face. They were coworkers after all, so it would be good to know something about them. Enough to have something to chatter about during the day, and all that. Right?

"Duly noted." Ollie was male. Maybe he and Hunter should've switched names? Then again, Ollie was probably not short for Olive or something like that. There was most likely an actual man name attached to it, somewhere. His attention lapsed slightly, barely attentive of the buzz of voices around him for a moment, before he raised the cup to his lips again.

"Ireland's not that bad... they just seemed fascinated by my being there. Didn't want me to leave." Caelan hadn't the slightest clue why. He'd chalked it up to attraction, but surely that couldn't be the reason for all of them. Hmmm. "I'll be glad to not go back for a while. I miss my own apartment."

Lezleighd 08-10-2010 12:58 AM

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Originally Posted by Cassirin (Post 9650168)

Oh, new girl. Hunter tipped her mug at that girl too. Everyone got a mug tip. "Hey, you. New person. We have coffee and you found the donuts, so now you have to come and sit here by Momma Egypt and let us fuss over you for a bit."

Hoping no one heard her thunderous stomach she smiled at the person talking to her as she took another bite and grabbed a napkin. Once finished chewing, she finally spoke, "Hello, that's me...the new person..." she said with a tip of her glass as well towards the new face..."I'm Iridesca...and you all are?" she said in between bites. She was starving but trying hard to remember her manners just in case she made the wrong impression, she quickly said, "Sorry, I'm starving...I feel like this is the first time I've come up for air this week let alone food." she said with a shrug of her shoulders hoping that explained her ravenous attack on the donut in her hand.

Tommehbell 08-13-2010 10:28 PM

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Originally Posted by Cassirin (Post 9650168)
"Ollie!" Hunter waved at her reporter buddy person as he entered the room. "He's male TOO," she informed Caelan, in case he wasn't AWARE. But really... duh. Ollie looked male and everything.

But Ollie was sort of occupied with his hands at the moment, which was strange but endearing. She turned her attention back to Egypt.

"I'm at a loss. I want Ian to send me somewhere awesome again, even if I have to do the whole budget traveler thing, but I'm pretty sure that was a once in a lifetime sort of thing." Hunter tipped her cup in the direction of Ian's office. The skinflint. It was unfair, too, because he was RICH. And she wasn't.

"Any suggestions?"

Oh, new girl. Hunter tipped her mug at that girl too. Everyone got a mug tip. "Hey, you. New person. We have coffee and you found the donuts, so now you have to come and sit here by Momma Egypt and let us fuss over you for a bit."

Egypt looked at her. She wasn't sure what budget traveling was. She had never had to do it, not that she didn't know people ho had to travel that way. She just never did. "Are you looking for exciting places to go? Or just story ideas in general?" she asked her.

Cassirin 08-15-2010 04:52 AM

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Originally Posted by Lezleighd (Post 9650492)
Hoping no one heard her thunderous stomach she smiled at the person talking to her as she took another bite and grabbed a napkin. Once finished chewing, she finally spoke, "Hello, that's me...the new person..." she said with a tip of her glass as well towards the new face..."I'm Iridesca...and you all are?" she said in between bites. She was starving but trying hard to remember her manners just in case she made the wrong impression, she quickly said, "Sorry, I'm starving...I feel like this is the first time I've come up for air this week let alone food." she said with a shrug of her shoulders hoping that explained her ravenous attack on the donut in her hand.

"Iridesca," Hunter repeated the name. It was unusual... but who was she to judge? She had a BOY'S name, for Pete's sake.

"I doubt anyone is going to jump down your throat for eating the donuts left in here, but you shouldn't work so hard. Deadlines are the only do or die. Don't waste away or Momma Egypt will pin you down and force feed you cupcakes."

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Originally Posted by Tomasina Riddle (Post 9663983)
Egypt looked at her. She wasn't sure what budget traveling was. She had never had to do it, not that she didn't know people ho had to travel that way. She just never did. "Are you looking for exciting places to go? Or just story ideas in general?" she asked her.

She glanced back at Egypt. "In general, I think. I don't think Ian will send me out again, but I should ask. The Venice article got fair feedback, and it might be nice to do a series on budget traveling."

Lizasaurus 08-15-2010 07:03 PM

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Originally Posted by Lezleighd (Post 9650492)
Hoping no one heard her thunderous stomach she smiled at the person talking to her as she took another bite and grabbed a napkin. Once finished chewing, she finally spoke, "Hello, that's me...the new person..." she said with a tip of her glass as well towards the new face..."I'm Iridesca...and you all are?" she said in between bites. She was starving but trying hard to remember her manners just in case she made the wrong impression, she quickly said, "Sorry, I'm starving...I feel like this is the first time I've come up for air this week let alone food." she said with a shrug of her shoulders hoping that explained her ravenous attack on the donut in her hand.

Looking up, her thoughts having wandered as they always seemed to do as of late, Kenzie smiles at the woman. "Hi, I'm Kenzie." Taking a drink of her now cold coffee, she makes a face. Well it was her own fault, that she'd not been drinking it.

Tommehbell 11-14-2010 03:39 PM

It was unusually lazy day at the office for Egypt. She wasn't under any deadline and frankly had nothing to do. She walked into the lounge room finding it empty. That was unusual. People seemed to think this was a good hiding place from Ian and it did prove to be a good choice. He never went into the room. Egypt swept her long hair out of her face and gathered it up and started to French braid it as she walked over to one of the sofas and sat down.

It felt good to be messing about in her hair it was always so relaxing for her. She flicked her wand at a bottle of gillywater sitting on the counter and it bobbed over into her outstretched hand. Might as well relax while she didn't have a deadline to meet.

Lockhartian 02-23-2011 01:46 AM

It's not that her office was not comfortable enough. Merlin knows it was. It even had plenty of things to distract her from work, that how she managed to get it done was beyond her, especially now that the puppy was still there, she didn't fancy leaving him at home.

And it wasn't much of a puppy either, the dog had a year already, but still.

Sienna walked from her office to the lounge area because...you know what? She wanted something else than water to drink. That was the truth. And she knew she'll be staying away from sweets, but she wanted something else...and so she came in the hopes that Ian remembered to stock this place.

Mad Eye Touz 02-23-2011 12:28 PM

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Originally Posted by Lockhartian (Post 10197666)
It's not that her office was not comfortable enough. Merlin knows it was. It even had plenty of things to distract her from work, that how she managed to get it done was beyond her, especially now that the puppy was still there, she didn't fancy leaving him at home.

And it wasn't much of a puppy either, the dog had a year already, but still.

Sienna walked from her office to the lounge area because...you know what? She wanted something else than water to drink. That was the truth. And she knew she'll be staying away from sweets, but she wanted something else...and so she came in the hopes that Ian remembered to stock this place.


Plymouth might have been skipping a little as he entered. Sometimes, he skipped okay? It happened. He would have been unashamed too, if ....

.... Mrs. Sienna hadn't been in the Lounge Area. Plymouth was going to get Hunter some coffee BEFORE delivering her invite. Now - GULP - it looked like he'd be giving Mrs. Sienna's her first.

WHAT WAS SHE DOING IN HERE?


"H-HI. I wasn't being away from my desk."
Really. Well, sort of. "I mean, I'm actually supposed to be away from it." Merlin. DON'T FIRE ME.

Lockhartian 02-23-2011 03:30 PM

bahaha! I love him XD
 
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Originally Posted by Mad Eye Touz (Post 10198126)



Plymouth might have been skipping a little as he entered. Sometimes, he skipped okay? It happened. He would have been unashamed too, if ....

.... Mrs. Sienna hadn't been in the Lounge Area. Plymouth was going to get Hunter some coffee BEFORE delivering her invite. Now - GULP - it looked like he'd be giving Mrs. Sienna's her first.

WHAT WAS SHE DOING IN HERE?


"H-HI. I wasn't being away from my desk."
Really. Well, sort of. "I mean, I'm actually supposed to be away from it." Merlin. DON'T FIRE ME.

Almost as soon as she heard some steps, which sounded like someone was skipping, by the way (so, it wasn't Ian), Sienna turned around to face...Plymouth??

What was the man doing away from his desk? And who was now attending the Front Desk?!

Haha. No. Kidding. He could take breaks from time to time, it's not like she expected to see him there 24/7. Plus, she'd seen him this morning which was all that mattered. For all she knew he could be standing the whole day away from the desk, but if she saw him whenever she stepped outside or came in, then it was all good.

She...smirked, and then raised an eyebrow. "Plymouth...," yes, first names, "...what do you mean you're supposed to be away from it?" she was actually wondering if someone rather important was coming to the Prophet and Ian wanted the Secretary away from his post.

Mad Eye Touz 02-23-2011 07:34 PM

Plymouth straightened his robes self consciously, then went searching on his person for the invites. "I was supposed to pass these out to everyone. They just came. I was ..."

... bringing yours last?


Plymouth didn't finish his thought and just nervously handed over Mrs. Sienna's invitation.

Lockhartian 02-24-2011 12:13 AM

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Originally Posted by Mad Eye Touz (Post 10198414)
Plymouth straightened his robes self consciously, then went searching on his person for the invites. "I was supposed to pass these out to everyone. They just came. I was ..."

... bringing yours last?


Plymouth didn't finish his thought and just nervously handed over Mrs. Sienna's invitation.

Oh? No important people?

Well, she didn't have any issues with Plymouth being away from his desk, since he was delivering something to the staff. And to her. She didn't comment on it, though. Oh, yes, Plymouth, be afraid. Or not.

The woman eyed the invitation and took it from Plymouth's hand. Bertie Borr? Who was that man? There was a frown on her face from the confusion. And who on Earth gets 'Bertie' as a name? Unless it was a Bott, it didn't make sense.

Her body was turned to the Secretary guy, "Do you know who this Bertie Borr is?" Ah, she didn't like Ministry parties, but she always had to be there. It used to be a bit more fun when Rico was still around. Her eyes landed on the rest of the invitations, and she wondered, "Is it for the whole staff?' Eyes on Plymouth now.

Mad Eye Touz 02-24-2011 04:37 AM

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Originally Posted by Lockhartian (Post 10198675)
Oh? No important people?

Well, she didn't have any issues with Plymouth being away from his desk, since he was delivering something to the staff. And to her. She didn't comment on it, though. Oh, yes, Plymouth, be afraid. Or not.

The woman eyed the invitation and took it from Plymouth's hand. Bertie Borr? Who was that man? There was a frown on her face from the confusion. And who on Earth gets 'Bertie' as a name? Unless it was a Bott, it didn't make sense.

Her body was turned to the Secretary guy, "Do you know who this Bertie Borr is?" Ah, she didn't like Ministry parties, but she always had to be there. It used to be a bit more fun when Rico was still around. Her eyes landed on the rest of the invitations, and she wondered, "Is it for the whole staff?' Eyes on Plymouth now.


"Uhhmmm..... not really. He taught an Astronomy class? Or Defense Against the Dark Arts?" neither of which were high on Plymouth's scale of pertinent or O-worthy classes. "Back when I was at Hogwarts a few years ago. Hehe. But he gave us ALL invitations."

As in, the Secretary too. Hehe. He was staff, right? RIGHT MRS. SCARY SIENNA? "Mr. Hoshino said I could go if I didn't put my fingers in my mouth - which is easy enough."

Lockhartian 02-24-2011 05:13 AM

*evil smirk*
 
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Originally Posted by Mad Eye Touz (Post 10198905)
"Uhhmmm..... not really. He taught an Astronomy class? Or Defense Against the Dark Arts?" neither of which were high on Plymouth's scale of pertinent or O-worthy classes. "Back when I was at Hogwarts a few years ago. Hehe. But he gave us ALL invitations."

As in, the Secretary too. Hehe. He was staff, right? RIGHT MRS. SCARY SIENNA? "Mr. Hoshino said I could go if I didn't put my fingers in my mouth - which is easy enough."

He was a teacher at Hogwarts? And what was the man doing in the Ministry now? Actually...what kind of promotion was he getting? Invitations were usually detailed. Tsk, tsk. But it was the Ministry. And this was the Daily Prophet. Shouldn't Sienna know what is going on out there considering she works in a newspaper??

"I see," she said, entirely disappointed at Plymouth's answer. Wasn't he supposed to know anything and everything that happened around the whole world? Er, not really. So, he was forgiven. That was Ian's job.

'He gave us ALL invitations.' "Did the man bring them himself?" she asked, tilting her head to one side, the hair gleamed as the light hit it even more. If this Borr brought them himself, then be prepared for a very boring party.

And then Sienna smiled, kindly, "Did he? And why would you want to go?"

Mad Eye Touz 02-24-2011 07:26 PM

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Originally Posted by Lockhartian (Post 10198929)
He was a teacher at Hogwarts? And what was the man doing in the Ministry now? Actually...what kind of promotion was he getting? Invitations were usually detailed. Tsk, tsk. But it was the Ministry. And this was the Daily Prophet. Shouldn't Sienna know what is going on out there considering she works in a newspaper??

"I see," she said, entirely disappointed at Plymouth's answer. Wasn't he supposed to know anything and everything that happened around the whole world? Er, not really. So, he was forgiven. That was Ian's job.

'He gave us ALL invitations.' "Did the man bring them himself?" she asked, tilting her head to one side, the hair gleamed as the light hit it even more. If this Borr brought them himself, then be prepared for a very boring party.

And then Sienna smiled, kindly, "Did he? And why would you want to go?"



"Oh no, no. He sent someone." Plymouth paused, trying to remember if the fellow had given a name. Had Plymouth asked? Or had he been too excited about the invites? Hehe. Ooops?

Probably why Plymouth Morgan was not a journalist at the Prophet. Details weren't so important in the face of something EXCITING.

.... he was getting the vibe from Mrs. Sienna. She was totally about to tell him,wasn't she? Would it still be a no if he just bolted now? He DID consider it, and even went so far as to peek over his shoulder. "Because.... we... were invited. It's a party. We got special invites." So they'd probably have their own section or passes and access to fun things, right?

"Should be fun.............?"
Please?

Lockhartian 02-25-2011 12:15 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Mad Eye Touz (Post 10199563)
"Oh no, no. He sent someone." Plymouth paused, trying to remember if the fellow had given a name. Had Plymouth asked? Or had he been too excited about the invites? Hehe. Ooops?

Probably why Plymouth Morgan was not a journalist at the Prophet. Details weren't so important in the face of something EXCITING.

.... he was getting the vibe from Mrs. Sienna. She was totally about to tell him,wasn't she? Would it still be a no if he just bolted now? He DID consider it, and even went so far as to peek over his shoulder. "Because.... we... were invited. It's a party. We got special invites." So they'd probably have their own section or passes and access to fun things, right?

"Should be fun.............?"
Please?

So, the man must be kind of important. Well...she'd lost interest already. Whoever the man was, she was meeting him in said party, no? Good. Or, yeah, whatever.

Sienna nodded, and then eyed the boy. Haha, yes, boy. His reasoning was, quite logical, and she'd heard that those Ravenclaws from Hogwarts usually were. Why was Plymouth Morgan a Secretary again?

She was nodding, and nodding, "Mmmmhmmm, I see," and she made no further comment. Instead, she eyed the invite once more. Special invites? They got special invites everywhere. They were the Daily Prophet, after all. 'Should be fun'. Oh, she hoped it was. Mrs. Knoll-Walker smiled again, "Yes, exactly, it should be, just follow Ian's advice and everything will be fine." She finally said, with one nod and another smile.

Yes, Plymouth you can go to the party.

"Thank you, for giving me the invite...," she said, eying him once more, "...now, go on, give them to the rest of the Staff," even the youngest one, Kururugi, yes, "Go on, go on," she said, gesturing for him to speed up on his invitations-giving task.

The sooner he was done with that, then the sooner he'll be at his desk.

Mad Eye Touz 02-25-2011 12:39 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Lockhartian (Post 10199871)
So, the man must be kind of important. Well...she'd lost interest already. Whoever the man was, she was meeting him in said party, no? Good. Or, yeah, whatever.

Sienna nodded, and then eyed the boy. Haha, yes, boy. His reasoning was, quite logical, and she'd heard that those Ravenclaws from Hogwarts usually were. Why was Plymouth Morgan a Secretary again?

She was nodding, and nodding, "Mmmmhmmm, I see," and she made no further comment. Instead, she eyed the invite once more. Special invites? They got special invites everywhere. They were the Daily Prophet, after all. 'Should be fun'. Oh, she hoped it was. Mrs. Knoll-Walker smiled again, "Yes, exactly, it should be, just follow Ian's advice and everything will be fine." She finally said, with one nod and another smile.

Yes, Plymouth you can go to the party.

"Thank you, for giving me the invite...," she said, eying him once more, "...now, go on, give them to the rest of the Staff," even the youngest one, Kururugi, yes, "Go on, go on," she said, gesturing for him to speed up on his invitations-giving task.

The sooner he was done with that, then the sooner he'll be at his desk.


Plymouth hesitated, waiting for the other shoe to drop. She was going to .... say more? Tell him what to wear? Tell him she forgot he needed to work that day....?

...

No?

Hehe. He griiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinned like a lotto winner and RAN away. SPRINTED away even. No coffee for Hunter, but he was GOING to a PARTY.

Lockhartian 02-25-2011 03:58 AM

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Originally Posted by Mad Eye Touz (Post 10199906)
Plymouth hesitated, waiting for the other shoe to drop. She was going to .... say more? Tell him what to wear? Tell him she forgot he needed to work that day....?

...

No?

Hehe. He griiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinned like a lotto winner and RAN away. SPRINTED away even. No coffee for Hunter, but he was GOING to a PARTY.

Did she tell Plymouth some good news and was unaware of it? Oh, Morgana, this boy could be weird sometimes.

But he'd gone off to finish his assignment. All for the better. And she needed to...er, there was really nothing here to drink, Ian needed to restock this as soon as possible.

Sienna was going out. But first she needed to get her handbag from the office, and THEN she'll leave the Prophet...for...an hour or so. Yes, she was heading off to buy something to drink. And possibly as some random shopkeeper about Lord Borr. Whoever the man was.


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