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The girl got confused when the goblin told them they weren't allowed to go forward. She might have even gotten scared, but a quick glimpse of her mother's composed and determined face reassured her it was just a temporarily glitch. And it was indeed. After the inspection, her mother's signature was needed. The woman signed as instructed. 'Here.' she said in a similar tone to the one the goblin has used to tell them they could not proceed. 'Thank you for your assistance.' the woman added, wanting to sound polite, but with a distinctive hint of annoyal in her tone. 'Come on, Ari, let's go, sweetie.' she said. Her daughter followed quickly. |
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"Perhaps, a different number?" ooc: If you'd like to be assigned a vault please fill out this application. Once you have one assigned to you we can pretend she just got the number wrong if you'd like :) Quote:
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Checking her file, he passed over the withdrawal slip. "If I could just see your wand for verification and if you'll just sign along the dotted lines we'll be on our way." ooc: Please check your inbox for vault assignment :P Quote:
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Giving her a suspicious squinty eyed look, Quizzit brought up his ledger abruptly. Of course, he knew! He was a goblin, for Gringotts! The question was why didn't she know?! Hmm. Good question for someone coming to take out money from so and so vault! According to her records though, it seemed it had been a while since she'd visited....and she did have her key...and the correct wand. Perhaps, he'd give her the benefit of the doubt...at least today. BUT if the real Serena Fawcett came acalling with complaints on missing currency he'd have to call in Sturnik. With a small harrumph of displeasure, Quizzit handed over a withdrawal slip and hoped the girl was who she said she was. "Vault 508. Please sign along the dotted line." |
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Running a tired hand across his head, Quizzit pulled off his spectacles, the little white tufts of his hair wisping around his pointed ears. Leaning forward in his stool, he brought up the edge of his vest and cleaned them of any smudges. There he was dutifully cleaning away when suddenly without a word or introduction or polite question, a key and wand were rudely plopped down on his counter. Before he'd even called "next." His whitening eyebrows rose considerably, the furrows in his forehead deepening at the boy merely standing there. Oh the gall.... "Yes young man?" He began through gritted teeth, perhaps being more polite than the boy deserved. |
Virgo walked up to the window and took out her wand and her key. The bank was a little bit busier today. Probably due to the act that students are around and parents are in need of withdrawal. "Virgo Wilson, making a deposit please." she said. She took her coat and put it on the side and added "Vault 509 please." |
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A deposit!! A deposit!! Smoothing an old wrinkled hand on his head to calm the white tufts, Quizzit sat up straighter. Finally, a change to the monotony. "Certainly sir," he replied with no hint of rudeness as he handed over a sheaf of parchment. "If you would just fill out this deposit slip and allow me to inspect your wand and key. " Standard protocol, you know. Quote:
Hmm, well he thought wrong now didn't he. But at least he'd apologized. That was admirable considering today's youth. "Apology accepted boy." Giving a grumble for no reason in particular, Quizzit reached under the counter to check his ledger. Propping it open on the 200s, he ran one long nail down the list of names and vaults."Hmm." Squinting at the page, Quizzit held the book up to the light to better look at it. "Vault 235. Yes. Alright." Closing the ledger with a snap, he rifled though the drawer on his left until he chose a specific file. Opening it to the first page, he stared down at the writing there. "It would seem that when you filled out your vault application you failed to provide a description of your wand." Picking up the boy's wand, he weighed it experimentally in his hand. "Its needed for proper future authentication. Standard protocol." His white eyebrows lifting in question, he lifted the wand in emphasis. "I assume this is the wand you would like registered?" Eying it with an experienced eye, he gave his best estimate. " About 11.3 inches of......" Bringing his nose forward, he stared at the ingrain on the wood even going as far as to sniff it. "Birch wood with a fire crab shell core, if I'm not mistaken?" Quill in hand, he waited patiently. Didn't want to write in the wand description only to have it be wrong after all. |
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Tayla followed her mother Nicole to another window. She glanced at her mother's wand and couldn't help but wish they could go out to Diagon Alley and buy her school things already. "We've got Dad's Muggle money changed and you've got yours from being a healer, so why can't we just go now?" Tayla insisted stubbornly. "I don't want to be going around with thousands of galleons with me," Nicole replied. Since the day Nicole married her Muggle husband Matthew, she had kept the money she earned in a small pouch, bewitched to be a lot bigger inside. Her husband and daughters, Tayla and April, knew she was a witch, but Nicole did not talk about the wizarding world much until Tayla got her acceptance letter from Hogwarts. "I promise, we'll go buy your wand at Ollivander's as soon as we're done here." Nicole reached window three and addressed the goblin behind it, "I'd like to make a deposit please. My vault number is 416. Here's my key and my wand, 10 inches, willow and phoenix feather, springy." |
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Nodding agreeably, Quizzit filled out the wand description and pocketed the key and the file. Turning his waist this way and that to pop his back, he then hopped off the stool and walked around to accompany the boy. "That would be Teller Window Four." he added in response to the boy's question. Waddling in the direction of the corridor to the depths, he waved a hand to the boy. "Please follow me this way." Quote:
"Next." Giving the woman a polite smile, Quizzit brought out his ledger as he shook his head ruefully. Wizards and witches always seemed to forget a very important detail.... "If I could just have your name, mam?" He asked expectantly. |
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She also handed in her key and her wand (10 1/4 inches, Oak and Veela Hair, supple) for the goblin's inspection. Now, she waits. |
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Mhmmm.Mhmmm. Examining the woman's wand with scrutiny, he weighed it in his palm. 10 inches or so. Oak. Very supple. Bringing it almost to the tip of his nose, he stared at the wood grain. Veela Hair most likely. Exactly like the description. Now for the key. Bronze. Check. Moon symbol, check. Tiny tiny tiny Gringotts authentication mark that only Goblins knew where to find. Check. Accepting the deposit slip, and doublechecking the vault number (509) Quizzit gave the woman a nod. "Well now, everything seems to be in order." Slipping off his stool, his collection of keys in hand he hobbled over to the a large doorway to their right. "Right this way to the carts." Quote:
"Ah, Mrs. Barnhill." Running his finger down the list of names on his ledger, Quizzit peered down at her wand description before checking the wand for himself. 10 inches ...willow and phoenix feather. Yes, that was right. "If you would just fill out this deposit slip ma'am, we'll be on the way." Handing her the sheaf of parchment with blanks for name, vault number, wand description, amount to be deposited and a lot of tiny writing that no ever bothered to read, he then turned his attention to the key while she filled it out. Would it be odd if he bit it to authenticate the metal?...Perhaps not. |
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"What's the matter, Tayla?" Nicole asked, noticing Tayla's gaze. "Nothing," Tayla replied, trying to sound nonchalant. After a short pause, she asked in a whisper, "Mum, what do goblins...eat?" "What kind of..." Nicole furrowed her eyebrows and looked back at the deposit slip. "Erm...roots and fungi and raw meat I think," she replied softly. "Now stop staring." "Sorry..." Tayla fidgeted with her shirt, hoping the goblin didn't hear a word. Nicole cleared her throat and handed the slip back. "The amount is quite large," she said. "Kept all my money in this pouch when I lived in the Muggle world." |
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"Perfectly fine ma'am," Accepting the deposit slip, and recording the appropriate amount in the ledger Quizzit palmed the key and slid off his stool. A few steps brought him out from behind his counter and at their side. "Please come this way to the carts." |
Demetri's Withdrawl Demetri said to the goblin at the desk; "Hello my name is Demetri and I wish to enter my vault, vault 067. Heres my key." He told him the amount needed, 20 Galleons, and told him it was for the wand. |
Amaria walked up to the window for deposits and dug out her small key, her small bag with an undetectable extension charm on it, and her wand. "I would like to make a deposit to my vault, vault 502 please," Amaria said placing her wand and her key on the counter. She held onto the bag. It held 3,237 galleons, 53 sickles, 17 knuts, her special pearl jewelry from her grandma, and a extremely nice and expensive silk dress that is to be her wedding dress when she gets married. Oh and he deceased rich cousins jewelry box. She couldnt bear to look at it any more. |
Megan walked up to the teller right behind her mom and said, "I need to access the Dalegra family vault, under the name Megan Dalegra" and handed over her mom's wand (since she didn't have one yet) and vault key. |
Samuel approched the goblin. "I wish to deposit 500 galleons into my vault and take out 100 galleons, vault number 028, here is my wand and key" |
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