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The entrance to the Prophet's Headquarters is sleek and professional without seeming presumptuous. The building's name overhead the desk assures you that, yes, you are in the right place. Separating the Conference room into its own place are glass walls. Past that and down the corridor are the offices, writer's working space and other rooms.
As you approach the front desk, you see your own reflection on the dark shiny surface of it. It's sleek form fits in well with the Head quarter's entrance. The warm smile of the Prophet's secretary though, washes away whatever sense of intimidation the place could give. If you need anything, don't hesitate to let the receptionist know. And if you find yourself having to wait, the chairs in the waiting area are comfortable and there's even a small little table. Hopefully, you won't be kept waiting too long as there's neither food nor nourishment at your disposal.
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He had just set the supplies down when he saw someone in the corner of his eye. Looking up he couldn’t help but shake his head and grin. “Nice costume.” Though he’d have to say he certainly preferred the red hair and her real teeth and smile. “I was wondering if I was going to be dealing with children on my own.” Though she wasn’t that late really.
Grinning more he pointed towards where he had stashed the supplies in case the boss had walked in before Tori. “This should be enough, he’s small so shouldn’t take that much.” Laughing at the thought of Basil all TP’d he was ready to get started. “Hopefully he will show up before the trick-or-treaters. You going out to interview at all or did I get to see that lovely face all afternoon?” She usually did have a lovely face, though it will be fun seeing the kids reactions to her.
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Hey, Jorge liked it! That was a confident booster, especially considering this was more clothing coverage than Tori typically wore throughout the workweek or weekend. "Nah, I'm here to help. In it to win it. Time to see what this candy-passing-out hype is all about." And she only particularly liked gum and lemon flavors so no fears of eating it all either.
Bahahaha their boss WAS small! Tori let out a chortle at that comment. "I won't be so lovely when I put these teeth back in," she commented, flicking her thick black wig over one shoulder, or at least trying to. Ick. This costume though. "I'm staying in. Are you?" They could probably leave the straight-edge Halloween reporting to the more boring reporters. Like... Maurice. He could use the exercise going up and down the Alley.
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He hated holidays. All holidays. Ever. Today was no exception. Nope. If anything it was a reminder of WHY he hated holidays so much.
He hadn't been too excited about the whole idea of the Prophet playing hosts to kids to begin with, but since his employees had been rather insistent on it Basil decided to throw them a bone. The man had even bothered to make a reservation at a local costume shop in London so he could pretend to play along.............only they had screwed up his request. BIG TIME.
He could hardly wait to hear the comments /sarcasm
Oh goodie goodie gumdrops. There were two of them now.
Pulling down on both of his ears - because doing so totally made him inconspicuous - for the first time in his life he hoped that his short stature would do him a favor and make him not noticeable. Pink bunny costume aside.
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Jorge chuckled at her expression. Tori was certainly one of his coworkers that he enjoyed to be around. “Good, I thought I’d be stuck here either alone or with someone I wouldn’t want to be with.” His smirk played on his face and just as if it was planned that way Basil walked in. Snickering he nudged Tori to look over towards their boss. “You will be very lovely as always.” Though the teeth were very interesting.
“Oh I’m staying. This type of story isn’t really my thing.” She knew what stories he went after and the little kids begging for candy wasn’t one of those. He glanced at Basil again trying to just act normal, but watching the man at the same time. Didn’t seem to like his costume much now did he? Though Jorge wasn’t sure why on earth he’d ever wear something like that.
Pulling out the toilet paper he slide one closer to Tori and slowly turned. “Afternoon Basil, ready for the kids to germ up the place?” Heh, he couldn’t resist throwing that in as we walked closer towards the man. “Nice ears by the way.” He walked around him looked at the costume making eye contact towards Tori and pointing towards his legs. She could go lower and he’d get the arms. “Now” He said in a quick moment as he threw his arms towards the man’s front from behind and began wrapping the toilet paper around his shoulders first moving quickly down before he could protest.
It wasn't that Kenrick was anti-fun or anything. He loved Hallowe'en. Sure. It was a great holiday and all, and he liked fun as much as the next guy. It was just... dressing up. There was something about dressing up that Kenrick totally couldn't get behind. And it was mainly the concern that, should something happen, like an accident or an argument or trouble with the MLE, he didn't want to risk looking like an idiot. Kenrick could think of little worse than going to St. Mungo's or being arrested whilst dressed up as a tiger.
But he wasn't a total killjoy, so Kenrick had sort of gone along with it. He appeared from the vicinity of the writers' desks, wearing a totally attractive monkey hat and pretending like there was absolutely nothing out of the ordinary on his head.
Speaking of 'nothing out of the ordinary', Kenrick simply.............. watched the happenings in the reception area. Mummy bunny? Okay.
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Genna Taveras herded the two children towards the Daily Prophet. They certainly were not going into Eeylops to get candy. Honestly, how could they when there were birds all over the place? It couldn't be sanitary. Before Andrew ran off to the counter she gave him a pillow case for candy and gently reminded him to be polite.
Whoo! Andrew grabbed the pillow case from Gram and ran walked towards the counter where he would probably be able to get candy. He talked as he walked. "What's you're name? My name's Drew. Andrew." he asked the girl he had been playing with before. Luckily she had been allowed to come with them so they could Trick or Treat together.
"Did you bring anything to fill up with candy?" he showed her his empty pillow case for just this purpose. He could have just used the big wizard's hat on his head because he was DUMBLEDORE (fun to say, huh?) but he wanted to wear his hat, not use it for candy. Besides. A pillowcase worked just as well!
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Genna Taveras herded the two children towards the Daily Prophet. They certainly were not going into Eeylops to get candy. Honestly, how could they when there were birds all over the place? It couldn't be sanitary. Before Andrew ran off to the counter she gave him a pillow case for candy and gently reminded him to be polite.
Whoo! Andrew grabbed the pillow case from Gram and ran walked towards the counter where he would probably be able to get candy. He talked as he walked. "What's you're name? My name's Drew. Andrew." he asked the girl he had been playing with before. Luckily she had been allowed to come with them so they could Trick or Treat together.
"Did you bring anything to fill up with candy?" he showed her his empty pillow case for just this purpose. He could have just used the big wizard's hat on his head because he was DUMBLEDORE (fun to say, huh?) but he wanted to wear his hat, not use it for candy. Besides. A pillowcase worked just as well!
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Avery couldn't be sure but she was guessing as much because her Uncle was always reading the paper with this name on it and he said it a couple times when she asked too. The 7 year old couldn't help wondering the kind of candy people with paper offered. It didn't taste like paper too, did it???
"I'm Avery." She said, very proud of herself for remembering this was to be done in English too. Some things were always easier for the little girl to rattle off in French but she was getting better! Where was her Uncle to SEEEE? "Just Avery. I don't have any other names." But she could still go trick or treating with him right? It wasn't like some hidden rule? Maybe it wasn't because he was asking about bags at which point she held up her sparkly pink one that had been slung over her shoulder.
"Maman bought it for me on the way home yesterday. She said all fairies have bags like this one." So it must be true and it meant she was a real fairy! At the counter she gave a wide grin. "TRICK OR TREAT!!!" Candy now?
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Genna Taveras herded the two children towards the Daily Prophet. They certainly were not going into Eeylops to get candy. Honestly, how could they when there were birds all over the place? It couldn't be sanitary. Before Andrew ran off to the counter she gave him a pillow case for candy and gently reminded him to be polite.
Whoo! Andrew grabbed the pillow case from Gram and ran walked towards the counter where he would probably be able to get candy. He talked as he walked. "What's you're name? My name's Drew. Andrew." he asked the girl he had been playing with before. Luckily she had been allowed to come with them so they could Trick or Treat together.
"Did you bring anything to fill up with candy?" he showed her his empty pillow case for just this purpose. He could have just used the big wizard's hat on his head because he was DUMBLEDORE (fun to say, huh?) but he wanted to wear his hat, not use it for candy. Besides. A pillowcase worked just as well!
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THIS WAS WHERE NEWSPAPER CAME FROM!!!
Avery couldn't be sure but she was guessing as much because her Uncle was always reading the paper with this name on it and he said it a couple times when she asked too. The 7 year old couldn't help wondering the kind of candy people with paper offered. It didn't taste like paper too, did it???
"I'm Avery." She said, very proud of herself for remembering this was to be done in English too. Some things were always easier for the little girl to rattle off in French but she was getting better! Where was her Uncle to SEEEE? "Just Avery. I don't have any other names." But she could still go trick or treating with him right? It wasn't like some hidden rule? Maybe it wasn't because he was asking about bags at which point she held up her sparkly pink one that had been slung over her shoulder.
"Maman bought it for me on the way home yesterday. She said all fairies have bags like this one." So it must be true and it meant she was a real fairy! At the counter she gave a wide grin. "TRICK OR TREAT!!!" Candy now?
Just finishing making Basil an Editor in Chief Mummy he turned as he heard the door. Oh the first of the trick or treaters. Well this was fun. "Hello.. Hello, Don't mind our mummy bunny he won't hurt a fly." The playful smirk on his face was different then his usual smirk. He was actually very good with children, which would surprise some. Grabbing the bowl he bent down to the children's level.
"Arrgg, are you here for some candy?" Chuckling in his pirate costume he showed them the bowl full. "Take your pick" He was enjoying himself and hoped the kids were having fun trick or treating. Standing back up once they had their treats he looked at them. [b] "I think I have some quills if you'd like to sign the mummy bunny's white paper." He wasn't fully done torturing his boss.
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Oh look, Basil was here, dressed like ......Harvey? Tori was going to play this one cool though, just like she'd planned with Jorge... "I know, I know," she continued their conversation, "I'm basically your favorite AND cutest coworker." Not that she had much competition in this testosterone-laden office.
Tori popped her fake teeth in and waved at Kenrick, who had decided to exist for this event. At Jorge's cue, she pounced on some of the toilet paper and immediately went in to wrap up Basil's legs. Wrap wrap wrap, she worked quickly from the bottom up to his bunny tail and around his bunny middle. "Squishhhy!" the redhead gurgled through her false teeth, flashing him a hideous grin as she finished up. It was a good thing she'd practiced TPing housesdormitories people before, right? Because Basil the Bunny Mummy looked GREAT.
And oh, the little kiddies were here! "TRICK OR TREAAAAAT!"Tori popped out from behind the boss man. "BOO."
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Just finishing making Basil an Editor in Chief Mummy he turned as he heard the door. Oh the first of the trick or treaters. Well this was fun. "Hello.. Hello, Don't mind our mummy bunny he won't hurt a fly." The playful smirk on his face was different then his usual smirk. He was actually very good with children, which would surprise some. Grabbing the bowl he bent down to the children's level.
"Arrgg, are you here for some candy?" Chuckling in his pirate costume he showed them the bowl full. "Take your pick" He was enjoying himself and hoped the kids were having fun trick or treating. Standing back up once they had their treats he looked at them. [b] "I think I have some quills if you'd like to sign the mummy bunny's white paper." He wasn't fully done torturing his boss.
Mummy Bunny?
....What was a Mummy bunny? Avery paused in deep thought for a moment. Children at her school said 'Mummy' and....and her bestest friend had a 'bunny' but it wasn't a bunny because her Uncle said they were Lapins; Rabbits. She blinked up at the man before looking to the Mu-mm-y B-un-ny. That didn't look like a mother rabbit. "Quoi?" Because she had to ask. WHAT was he talking about?
OooOoOOoOoo but the strange man was asking about candy! She knew that word very well. "Yes please!" She said, bouncing excitedly and sparing a glance at Andrew. Didn't he want candy too? That was why they were here, oui? Avery turned to the nice man again, all smiles and grins as her hand was stuffed into the bowl and she fished out a handful. She would have taken another but then he said something about quills and signing the man mummy rabbit bunny thing. "I want one! Can I sign my sister's name too??" Pleeeeeeaaaaase?
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And oh, the little kiddies were here! "TRICK OR TREAAAAAT!"Tori popped out from behind the boss man. "BOO."
What? Where?
There was someone else yelling trick or treat...from somewhere but before the 7 year old could have a proper look a monster was jumping out from behind the man bunny mummy rabbi--
"AAAaaaAaaaaAAAhhhhhHHHhhHHhh!!!!!!!!!"
Avery took more than a couple steps back, screaming and yelling french so rapidly she almost didn't know what she was saying anymore. All her focus rested on the scary whatever that had just jumped out with SCARY TEETH AND BLOOD!! Was she DYING?? Couldn't she die where Avery couldn't SEEEEEE???
The little girl clung to her little fairy chest, refusing to scream again but she wanted her Uncle LIKE NOW.
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"Nice one, Victoria," Kenrick commented casually, noting the terrified little kid. He thought about suggesting that Tori actually wear a Hallowe'en costume next time, but figured it might be wise to hold back the friendly insults for a little while longer. But yeah... frightened children had better be dosed up with sugar. Wasn't that the main point of today?
Adjusting his monkey hat, with one hand, Kenrick grabbed the nearest candy bowl and crouched down so he didn't, like, intimidate them or something, and offered the goods to the trick-or-treaters. He tried to look enthusiastic and happy, but his face was quite as deadpan as ever. This, paired with the monkey hat, made him look incredibly ridiculous.
"Extra treat." To make up for the terror that was Victoria Bunbury. Because he was super nice like that.
No tricks. Plz.
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A very good looking young man emerged from the wall. The fact that he was dead did not change the reality of how beautiful and charming he seemed. He looked, unimpressed, at the present people but did not stop. He went through the opposite wall.
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That........wasn't funny. Poking at his mysophobia like that and Basil was about to point this out when his two employees went on the attack and turned him into a mummy bunny.
Even more NOT funny, by the way. HE COULDN'T EVEN GET TO HIS SPRAY BOTTLE OR WAND OR LDSKFJSLDFJDSLKDJSLJLSFSFJJSL. TOILET PAPER WAS SUCH AN UNSANITARY THING TO WRAP HIM IN. IT HAD THE WORD TOILET IN IT OVERREACTING FLAILING AND GRUMBLY NOISES WERE GOING ON!
And then there were kids at the door and the man felt the slightest pull on his heart strings before quickly dismissing it and replacing that emotion with grumpiness and sheer annoyance at the situation he had been thrown into. It was easier to be grumpy and hate life. Yes, he had worn the costume to play along. No he did not want to be front and center - or whatever he was going to be with this charade - couldn't Jorge and Victoria just let him beeeeeeeeee?!
Apparently not and he wouldn't ever admit that he admired how good everyone was being with the kids. Nope. Never. Except maybe slight raises in their paychecks since they had been the ones to initiate the participation and make a good name for the Prophet despite his stubbornness to not be a location for the event.
He foolishly jumped when Victoria jumped out from behind him to scare the kids and, thanks to his limbs being smushed down against his sides, lost his balance and fell with a dull thud on to his side at everyone's feet. At least he hadn't landed on his face?
Merlin help him.
"............little help here?"
And NOW a ghost was here too? Or not. Just kidding. It had just floated right on past them. Weird. Creepy. MORE TO GRUMBLE ABOUT.
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Ohhhh man, Tori was enjoying this waaaay too much. First with scaring the children, then the ghost and her boss' reaction.... All Tori could do was cackle laugh. Laugh and laugh and laugh. She didn't even feel compelled to help the bunny off the floor, because awweew was that little girl sad now? Was she crying in French?
Well luckily for her, Tori had learned a bit of French at Beauxbatons. She stepped around Basil, squatted down next to Kenrick, and took out her fake teeth, giving the girl a real smile now. "Ne pleure pas, petite fille. Il est juste un costume," she assured her and pointed to the candy. "Bonbons?"
according to Google translate, that ^ says, "Don't cry, little girl! It's just a costume. Candy?" But I don't know French so I can't be sure. :3
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Then Victoria happened. Jorge couldn’t help but chuckle at her as she jumped out, but did she have to scare the poor little girl. “It’s alright there.” Watching as Kenrick offered an extra treat he smiled, “There extra treats make everything all better.” He thought for a moment if anyone had been scaring his nieces, hoping not he turned back to the child. “Of course you can sign your sister’s name. Sign as many names as you like. Draw a few pictures.” The toilet paper will look great decorated with the pretty color changing quills.
Noticing something out of the corner of his eye or well maybe a few things. He first noticed the ghost drifting past. Had they always had a ghost? If they did he wasn’t aware of it. Not giving it too much thought he looked at his boss on the floor. “Alright there Basil?” The man wasn’t scared of Tori was he?
Though he did get distracted, Tori was speaking French how hot was that. Turning back to the helpless Bunny on the floor Jorge walked over and pulled him up sitting him in a chair. "Better?" Now did the little girl want to write on him?
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The man coming closer only made it harder for Avery to stop taking steps back until she found her back firmly pressed against the wall, her poor fairy wings getting crushed and her big brown eyes threatening to water at any given moment. He wasn't as scary as the other one, not by a long shot but she was much too frightened to think rationally now, only calming down after he'd kneeled before her.
...He was offering her an extra treat but he didn't really look like he wanted to give it to her, more like....just not very happy at all and Avery was beginning to think this wasn't a very happy place in...itself......The 7 year old's eyes widened at the translucent figure that had floated right through the wall. All the bravery she'd tried mustering a moment ago crumbled at the same moment her knees buckled and she could feel her chest tightening up until she was wheezing. There was a g-g-ghooooost and the little fairy was no longer focused on the man who didn't smile.
Her eyes remained locked on it until it disappeared through the wall and the man-mummy-rabbit-bunny was collapsing to the ground. No time to really think about that because THE SCARY PERSON WAS WALKING OVER AND THE CHILD WAS AWFULLY CLOSE TO HYPERVENTILATING. Never again would she leave her Uncle, ever. Her eyes widened as the woman squatted next to the non-smiling man, growing even wider when she removed the teeth...that weren't real. A wave of relief washed over her, hearing her mother tongue being spoken in the midst of what she would now deem chaos. Slowly Avery reached for the extra candy being offered, her eyes not leaving either of them just in case.
With the candy secured she tried looking to the man who said she could draw on the man-mummy-rabbit-bunny. She could write Ashley's name--and Zeke's...and draw a picture? Avery stepped cautiously away from the two next to her and made little steps over to the new drawing book of a man. "Où est la plume?"
Où est la plume - Where is the quill?
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Audrey walked through the doors of the Daily Prophet looking a lot more confident than she really was. She tugged on the bottom of her skirt and wished she wore a different outfit. Her sleek black skirt and light blue shirt didn't seem to fit the occasion as well as she'd hoped. Tossing her blonde hair behind her, she took another step into the building. She hoped this was the right building. "Um, excuse me? I'm Audrey Dormer, here for my internship?" she said, her confidence slowly fading away. Oh, please let this be the right place.
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Audrey walked through the doors of the Daily Prophet looking a lot more confident than she really was. She tugged on the bottom of her skirt and wished she wore a different outfit. Her sleek black skirt and light blue shirt didn't seem to fit the occasion as well as she'd hoped. Tossing her blonde hair behind her, she took another step into the building. She hoped this was the right building. "Um, excuse me? I'm Audrey Dormer, here for my internship?" she said, her confidence slowly fading away. Oh, please let this be the right place.
Jorge walked out of the office area and noticed someone standing at the front. Looking towards the receptionist he gave a smirk. Intern it had to be. He glanced at her. Skirt, dressed nice, so a quiddtich writer might not be happening. Maybe Tori could have her for fashion. She wanted that Fashion show last year, this one might be inspired with her.
As long as he didn't have to be one of her models she could do whatever she wanted. "I'll take it from here." He nodded towards the desk before focusing on the child. "Jorge Cristo De La Garza." He stretched out his hand in greeting. "I'm going to assume you are the new intern?" Lucky guess really.
Jorge walked out of the office area and noticed someone standing at the front. Looking towards the receptionist he gave a smirk. Intern it had to be. He glanced at her. Skirt, dressed nice, so a quiddtich writer might not be happening. Maybe Tori could have her for fashion. She wanted that Fashion show last year, this one might be inspired with her.
As long as he didn't have to be one of her models she could do whatever she wanted. "I'll take it from here." He nodded towards the desk before focusing on the child. "Jorge Cristo De La Garza." He stretched out his hand in greeting. "I'm going to assume you are the new intern?" Lucky guess really.
Audrey turned her head quickly to see the young man talking to her. He seemed to be trying to figure out what kind of person she was, looking at her like that. "Hi, Jorge. I'm Audrey," she said before realizing she'd already said her name. Maybe he hadn't heard her. She stretched out her hand to meet Jorge's and shook his hand. "Um, yeah. I'm the new intern." What gave it away? Could it possibly be that she's just said, 'I'm Audrey, the new intern,' or something of that sort?
"So, erm, what do you do here? I mean, write articles, obviously, but do you do anything else?" Even if they just wrote articles, it was so exciting. She wondered what she would be doing. This was so exciting!
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Audrey turned her head quickly to see the young man talking to her. He seemed to be trying to figure out what kind of person she was, looking at her like that. "Hi, Jorge. I'm Audrey," she said before realizing she'd already said her name. Maybe he hadn't heard her. She stretched out her hand to meet Jorge's and shook his hand. "Um, yeah. I'm the new intern." What gave it away? Could it possibly be that she's just said, 'I'm Audrey, the new intern,' or something of that sort?
"So, erm, what do you do here? I mean, write articles, obviously, but do you do anything else?" Even if they just wrote articles, it was so exciting. She wondered what she would be doing. This was so exciting!
"Audrey, nice to meet you." They seemed to have picked the youngest to come to the Prophet this year. Last year he at least had the older student that could get the gossip for his article, but since he really wasn't writing one that he could use that kind of help it didn't seem to matter. He wasn't going to send her lurking in Knockturn alley for him that was for sure.
He looked around, "I'm not sure where the rest are, but I guess I could start you off with a tour until we find Basil." Then if Basil had something specific for her he could say.
"I am one of the writers. I tend to like to write the more opinionated columns. Issues that people need to know and that makes many aware of what's truly going on." So many things hidden from the public. Though he knew he was needing to change that a bit. His own life and being hated was one thing, but now with a wife and possibly child one day he had to think of more then just himself. "What are your interest? Maybe I can point you to the right writer."
"Audrey, nice to meet you." They seemed to have picked the youngest to come to the Prophet this year. Last year he at least had the older student that could get the gossip for his article, but since he really wasn't writing one that he could use that kind of help it didn't seem to matter. He wasn't going to send her lurking in Knockturn alley for him that was for sure.
He looked around, "I'm not sure where the rest are, but I guess I could start you off with a tour until we find Basil." Then if Basil had something specific for her he could say.
"I am one of the writers. I tend to like to write the more opinionated columns. Issues that people need to know and that makes many aware of what's truly going on." So many things hidden from the public. Though he knew he was needing to change that a bit. His own life and being hated was one thing, but now with a wife and possibly child one day he had to think of more then just himself. "What are your interest? Maybe I can point you to the right writer."
"This way I'll show you the offices first."
"Well, I'm interested more in people or activities than current events," Audrey stated. She liked reading about events, but she could never picture herself writing an article about, say, the quidditch world cup. She wouldn't say no to the opportunity, of course, but it wasn't her preferred subject.
There was so much more to journalism than just writing down words. She tossed her long blonde hair and followed Jorge to where she suspected the offices were. Yup, the other outfit would be so much better.
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Hands clutching a piece of parchment as though his life depended on it - not really his life, but galleons and selling papers did - he nearly bypassed the reception area without so much as a word. However, his short legs stopped rather abruptly when he caught Jorge and a young lady around one of his daughter's age standing there.
Oh! Right. She started here today.
"Miss Dormer I presume. Basil Skeeter. Daily Prophet Editor-in-Chief," he greeted her while offering his right hand, switching the parchment to his left and holding it behind his back as he did. "I trust Jorge here is taking care of you for the time being?" It was more of a rhetorical question really, no need to answer. He assumed standard procedure was being followed with a tour and all that. "When your done I have a few things for you, compliments of the Daily Prophet. I'll stop by the work room in half an hour to hand them over. You'll find a desk in there with your name on it for you to use as you see fit during the course of your internship."
He then offered the pair a curt nod before rushing out of the area and into his office.
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The man had a sour expression on his face when he entered the reception area of the Daily Prophet-almost as though he were about to vomit. He was, and very clearly at that, quite disgusted by the state of things at his alma mater and he had a mind to say something about it...right here...right now...with his opinion piece submission.
Zohar Smith, as he was known to the locals, wasn't a writer by trade. Or maybe it was more accurate to say that he wasn't a writer by trade today, but tomorrow, who knew what that held. Limits became constructs to be broken or set up when you were the oh so deadly mix of bored and intelligent. Zohar was an Arithmancer by degree, but a confidence man by force of nature. And when his plans to infiltrate the school back in 2065 died before they were born, he found it desirable to taunt the Divination appointment. Especially given that the current appointee was the result of the teachings of the one to whom he'd lost the position. Cassie. Morgan.
The man had a sour expression on his face when he entered the reception area of the Daily Prophet-almost as though he were about to vomit. He was, and very clearly at that, quite disgusted by the state of things at his alma mater and he had a mind to say something about it...right here...right now...with his opinion piece submission.
Zohar Smith, as he was known to the locals, wasn't a writer by trade. Or maybe it was more accurate to say that he wasn't a writer by trade today, but tomorrow, who knew what that held. Limits became constructs to be broken or set up when you were the oh so deadly mix of bored and intelligent. Zohar was an Arithmancer by degree, but a confidence man by force of nature. And when his plans to infiltrate the school back in 2065 died before they were born, he found it desirable to taunt the Divination appointment. Especially given that the current appointee was the result of the teachings of the one to whom he'd lost the position. Cassie. Morgan.
Charlatan.
Vic had a Daily Prophet under his arm as he strolled up towards the building that issued the very thing he brought as proof. He remembered that perky red head from the journalist's psuedo-arrest. She said she'd help him, and it was time she delivered.
He seriously needed a date for his sister. STAT. She needed someone to fuss over other than his girlfriend, yes? YES.
It wasn't crowded in the hall, he could only see one man and so he walked further in and looked around for any red heads. "Have you seen a perky young lady with red hair around here?" He addressed the man in his easy tone.
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Originally Posted by SlytherinSistah
The man had a sour expression on his face when he entered the reception area of the Daily Prophet-almost as though he were about to vomit. He was, and very clearly at that, quite disgusted by the state of things at his alma mater and he had a mind to say something about it...right here...right now...with his opinion piece submission.
Zohar Smith, as he was known to the locals, wasn't a writer by trade. Or maybe it was more accurate to say that he wasn't a writer by trade today, but tomorrow, who knew what that held. Limits became constructs to be broken or set up when you were the oh so deadly mix of bored and intelligent. Zohar was an Arithmancer by degree, but a confidence man by force of nature. And when his plans to infiltrate the school back in 2065 died before they were born, he found it desirable to taunt the Divination appointment. Especially given that the current appointee was the result of the teachings of the one to whom he'd lost the position. Cassie. Morgan.
Charlatan.
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Originally Posted by Magical Soul
Vic had a Daily Prophet under his arm as he strolled up towards the building that issued the very thing he brought as proof. He remembered that perky red head from the journalist's psuedo-arrest. She said she'd help him, and it was time she delivered.
He seriously needed a date for his sister. STAT. She needed someone to fuss over other than his girlfriend, yes? YES.
It wasn't crowded in the hall, he could only see one man and so he walked further in and looked around for any red heads. "Have you seen a perky young lady with red hair around here?" He addressed the man in his easy tone.
Stepping out of his office to use the loo - one of the only real reasons why he ever really left his office during regular working hours - and grumbled to himself when he saw instead that there were two visitors impeding on his path to said loo. Bloody hell.
Subtly stuffing newspaper into his red converse to give him an extra two inches, he made his way towards the pair. Sans potty dance, for the record.
"Welcome to the Daily Prophet. I'm the Editor-in-Chief, Basil Skeeter. Something I can help you two with?" Or something they could help HIM with? Like a news tip? Hmmm?
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