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Morgan P. Nickles EraAll historical records pertaining to Ministry of Magic RPG under Minister for Magic, Morgan P. Nickles [IC January 2094 - December 2096; OOC October 2017 - October 2018]
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Upon entering the room, it's clear to see that the person in charge of decorating the room is a big fan of historics. Various historical relics can be seen, from the framed dragon's skeleton replica on a wall near the desk to the Pharaoh statue sitting on the desk itself. In fact, save for a few items, nothing in this room seems to belong to this century. Whites and shades of brown are seen throughout the room, adding to the feeling that you've just stepped into a museum of sorts.
Aside from the general outlook of the place, the first thing you happen to see when you step inside the office is a large mahogany desk. The chairs, of course, matches the decor of the place. Writing equipment, stacks of parchment and some paperwork can be seen on the desk, along with paperweights in the shapes of historical relics and a framed picture of the woman with a baby boy. A bowl of fresh sweets and chocolates and another of pastries sits on the desk and are a few of the items that are from this century. Aren't you lucky?
Behind the Senior Undersecretary's desk is an even larger and more antique looking desk, which is generally used to store the majority of the paperwork. Closer towards the door sits a round table and a few chairs for visitors. For a more comfortable setting, a sofa can be found on the other side -- right hand side -- of the room, right near a bookcase filled with historical books, books on magical and muggle law and baby books.
The filing cabinet can be found next to the large desk behind Miss Cavanagh's desk and is protected by a number of jinxes so don't even think about trying to enter it. Not only will you fail, but you'll also leave with blisters on your hands and the smell of burnt rubber upon your person.
OOC: Visitors are ALWAYS welcome! Make sure to knock first, though. It's only polite.
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Zander nodded, trying to look like he SUPER understood what this charismatic guy was getting at. In all honesty though, he kinda wished the guy gave some more detail. What kind of mannerisms could you pick up about people by how they avoided (or didn’t) a guy reading on the stairs? Not very many of them, in Zander’s opinion. “Thanks,” he smiled. He did happen to consider himself somewhat of a skeptic. Maybe.“Cool!” Zander was pretty relieved to hear that his detention wouldn’t ‘cause any issues on his record… But why he was so relieved to hear that some random guy didn’t consider it that way wasn’t even clear to Zander himself. Did this guy even have any authority?
Weird.
"Oh! Sure,” the blonde was having a hard time following the quick progression of thoughts and honestly forgot about his question about arrest all together. He quickly made a grab for all the books and followed right behind the quick man.
Where exactly was the spot that they were heading to?
Morgan was off to Delphine's office! He scrambled his way through Level One's hallway like some breakfast eggs! He was a bit over-scrambled, though, if that made any send, and he stopped suddenly in front of Delphine's door and knocked, four hard raps, on her door.
"DELPHINE, DEAR. It is I! Morgan P. NICKELS!" he shouted loud enough for the entire level to hear. The boy was behind him with his books, yes?
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Originally Posted by Morgan P. Nickels
Morgan was off to Delphine's office! He scrambled his way through Level One's hallway like some breakfast eggs! He was a bit over-scrambled, though, if that made any send, and he stopped suddenly in front of Delphine's door and knocked, four hard raps, on her door.
"DELPHINE, DEAR. It is I! Morgan P. NICKELS!" he shouted loud enough for the entire level to hear. The boy was behind him with his books, yes?
If the sheer volume wasn't enough to startle Zander Adair, what Mr. Morgan P Nickels had to say sure did. The blonde was shook to the CORE. So much so that he stopped dead in his tracks and dropped all the books in his arms (by accident). "You-you're," W H Y. W H Y. WHY, MERLIN. WHY. "The minister!?!"
Well, shoot.
So........ Uh........... First impressions, eh?
Darn it.
Was he still pointing at the man? Yes and a matter of fact, his mouth was still hanging ajar and he still very much looked like a sputtering idiot. This was wonderful.
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