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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]
Simon accepted the well-natured ribbing in stride quite used to it. But it wasn't as if it was something to be ashamed of. "Well us brothers do," he returned with a grin of his own. "Not sure if there's much danger in being a writer like Mum and justice in being a magizoolist like Dad."
Now it was his turn for a question or two and he thought over the current offerings. Opting to not asking about her living arrangements since it might seem too awkward to a guy to know a girl's home when they weren't really close seeing as he already knew her work place. "Seeing as turnabout is fair play..." he mused, pausing briefly before continuing. "Do you have any siblings? Or um...children?" The auror briefly remembering Angelina mentioning a divorce somewhere down the line.
...his mother was a writer!?
"But that's marvellous!" she exclaimed and grinned, "what kind of books does she write?" She probably shouldn't be excited for his mother's job, but it sounded so sophisticated!
Oookay, here came his questions.
"I have an older sister and a younger one. Aaand... thankfully, no children." She made a face that clearly showed she didn't like her ex husband at all. How could she even stay married for two years? The mistake of her life.
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Edward took another slice of the pizza and bit into it, enjoying the saltiness of the cheese move about his mouth as he chewed. He then took a sip from his glass and swallowed. What's the most adventurous thing you've done? Always a good question and guage on how adventurous a person has been in the past and may be in the future.
He laughed when she called him a mystery man. He supposed it was true, though he wasn't being intentionally mysterious. He just hoped that he liked his new job. How long have you worked in the Minister's office?
Before she noticed Ainsley had already eaten her whole slice of pizza. She eyed another piece as Edward talked and decided to go for it. She was still hungry and she wasn't going to act as if she was one of those people who didn't eat until they were full. Besides who got full on one piece of pizza anyways? Ainsley had to stop and think about how to answer the next question. She took the moment to take a bite of pizza and she thought while she chewed delicately. "At the risk of sounding lame, I'd have to say finally leaving the nest and making a life for myself." Sure, she hadn't lived with her parents in years, but she did work at the family company and she was never given the chance to fly completely on her own. "I guess that's why I am so passionate about living life now and taking risks." She didn't want to look back on her life and have regrets. "I'm sure you have stories that would blow mine out of the water."
"I've worked there just over a year now. This is my first grown up job so to speak." No, she shouldn't sell herself short. Sure, she may have worked at her family business, but that didn't discredit the hard work that she did. Ainsley was an educated woman for crying out loud. She automatically det up straighter and peered deeply into Edward's eyes as if he had been following the conversation going on in her head.
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He listened to her. She seemed intent on dismissing how adventurous it was to live alone. He grabbed another slice of the delicious pizza and bit into it while thinking of a response. Well. I'd say that's pretty adventurous. Moving out on your own to live an 'adult' life is a grand adventure and quite fearsome. You don't know what will happen. I'd say that's quite an adventure. He blushed a bit when she mentioned she thought his adventures would blow hers from the water. Most of my adventures were blind luck and mere good timing. I think that's how life is. Be at the right place, right time and be willing to step out. No real adventurous spirit I don't think. I'm quite content to live a lower risk life for the moment. He grinned as he swallowed some of his drink.
Well. How is your first grown up job? Must be quite interesting working in the minister's office. He wasn't sure he'd have the personality to deal with such upper level beaurecrats.
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He listened to her. She seemed intent on dismissing how adventurous it was to live alone. He grabbed another slice of the delicious pizza and bit into it while thinking of a response. Well. I'd say that's pretty adventurous. Moving out on your own to live an 'adult' life is a grand adventure and quite fearsome. You don't know what will happen. I'd say that's quite an adventure. He blushed a bit when she mentioned she thought his adventures would blow hers from the water. Most of my adventures were blind luck and mere good timing. I think that's how life is. Be at the right place, right time and be willing to step out. No real adventurous spirit I don't think. I'm quite content to live a lower risk life for the moment. He grinned as he swallowed some of his drink.
Well. How is your first grown up job? Must be quite interesting working in the minister's office. He wasn't sure he'd have the personality to deal with such upper level beaurecrats.
"That's kind of you to say. There isn't somebody within arm's reach to get me out of something so that in itself is a big thing."Not that she was complaining or anything. Ainsley needed this and quite frankly she was enjoying herself tremendously. "Yes, life can be funny that way." Ainsley was a planner, she liked everything to go a certain way. This was not a very adventurous attitude to have, but she couldn't help who she was. "Low risk is my kind of thing." Sure, she wanted to enjoy life and try new things, but there was no need to be hasty.
Ainsley placed her glass down after taking another sip. "It's going pretty good." She didn't want to leave him hanging. "Homemade treats seem to go over well with people so there's that." Her job could be a bit intimidating, but she was a professional and nothing was going to get in the way of her doing what needed to be done. "It's all about reading people." Once she found out how people worked it would be all down hill from there. "I can be rather charming after all." The blush creeped up before she could control it. She was so not good at this kind of thing.
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...his mother was a writer!?
"But that's marvellous!" she exclaimed and grinned, "what kind of books does she write?" She probably shouldn't be excited for his mother's job, but it sounded so sophisticated!
Oookay, here came his questions.
"I have an older sister and a younger one. Aaand... thankfully, no children." She made a face that clearly showed she didn't like her ex husband at all. How could she even stay married for two years? The mistake of her life.
"Any more questions?"
Simon hadn't quite expected the excitement he was getting about his parent's professions. At least his mother's it seemed. "A little of this and that," he answered the titles spanning a few different areas including both fiction and non. Admittedly he didn't often get much time to delve into his mother's work even though he was entirely sportive of it.
Mama Bennett was a WRITER....far better then the JOURNALISTS who plagued the world.
Seeing her face made him doubt bringing it up but gladder still that he hadn't even broached the subject of exes. He knew about her divorce from a quick comment previously but also knew the feeling of trying to forget your past relationships and the pain involved. Gratefully, their food arrived to bring the topic to a more pleasant mood.
"I don't know...got any more?" he asked, passing it back to Angelina when they were alone once more.
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Ok Ok! They were here! They were here! Now, with the rascal out of the house and back at Hogwarts Saxon and Colin definitely had more free time to hang out and not have responsibilities. Both were, respectively, responsible adults... Yes, they are. But they needed to get out and do something a little different.
So Saxon suggested the pizza parlor, slash arcade. And the minute she stepped into the place Saxon smiled. She rarely got time to visit places like this so she was clearly excited. "Pizza or arcade first? Or arcade or pizza then? Or maybe we can order our pizza and try to eat it while we play the games? Though, that's kind of hard, isn't it? I'm ok with any." Saxon chattered about. But, if it wasn't obvious, "I wanna play the games!"
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Colin couldn't help but laugh. A lot. This was nice. He missed having Saxon all to himself. Not that he minded the kid. As far as inherited brothers went, Tag was a good one to have.
But nothing beat alone time with his favorite Kildare.
"How about we order?"Then snog."Then play games while our food is cooking?" That seemed like a good idea. He patted his pocket full of spare change. Arcade games and pizza. Saxon was the best for suggesting it.
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Saxon listened to Colin's plans and nodded. Yes, that sounded so much than how she had suggested it. Though she had been on the right track. "Yes. Let's go your way." Saxon said giving him a small nod.
She went over to the ordering station, but didn't get in line, just in case her and Colin came into some disagreement on what type of pizza to get. The blonde did want cheese, but then looked at Colin and figured he would call her a wimp for ordering something simple and basic. "I think I'm good with any dish. Though, no fruits. Whoever thought putting fruit on pizza was completely mental. But after we order can we try that basketball hoop game?" That one had always caught her attention.
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Colin walked over with Saxon then glanced over the menu. What was in the mood for? "Supreme?" That sounded good to him. "Pineapple on pizza is pretty good." Just saying. And tomatoes. Those were technically a fruit.
Were olives a fruit? Hm.
"Dessert pizza is pretty good too." But only if it had nothing but fruit on it. Mixing dessert and food ingredients didn't seem... natural.
He glanced over at the games. The basketball one? "Sounds good to me, babe."
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No No No. No pineapple pizza. Had Colin NOT heard what Saxon said?! Seriously. She'd need to check up on his ears one of these days. For dramatic effect, though, she didn't actually mean it, Saxon stomped her foot. "Nope. No pineapple pizza. Nope nope." Hopefully that would be enough for him to understand.
And then.... oh. Now you got blondie's attention. Saxon glanced at the menu when Colin said 'dessert pizza'. Now, that sounded interesting and savory. "Dessert pizza. Now you're talking. You choose the flavor for that. I'm good with any." Saxon said, even adding in a little wink. Why? Why not.
Then she glanced over to the actual arcade section. That basketball game always seemed popular to her. Or at least, that's what she figured. Saxon saw some people standing in front of the hoops. Ohhh, they better not take them all. "Quick. Order up. I don't want to wait in line for my turn." Saxon urged on Colin. "I don't want to hex someone for hogging up the game, you know?" Go on. NO PRESSURE ON ORDERING COLIN.
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"Then meat? We'll get some sort of meat pizza?" Colin suggested. Of course, that cute little temper tantrum made him almost want to suggest other fruit.
Almost.
He didn't really want a fruit pizza though.
He glanced over the menu. Dessert pizza. Hm. Smores-ish one? That sounded good. "Nice wink, babe." he said kissing the side of her head. "Go ahead and grab the game. I'll be over in just a second." He would order first.
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"Yes. Meat is perfectly fine." Saxon answered in a calm and collected voice. Much more different than it had been seconds ago. Meat was definitely ok with her. But if Colin tried to sneak in fruit into the slices, then, nope, someone would not be very happy. Spoiler, it would be Saxon.
And then Saxon smiled, at everything Colin had said, and the little kiss. Winks, eh? Were they getting better? She was a terrible winker, but that wasn't important. Saxon nodded at his words when he'd said he'd basically be ordering while Saxon had fun on her own. The blonde had to trust that Colin would keep his word. Had to.
"I'll grab a game then." Mhm. An Saxon went to do so, made her way over to the basketball shoot game, and pressed the button that would start up the game. Oh dear, could Colin see her from where he was standing?
She tossed the basketball into the hoop, but it kept hitting the backboard, several times. A look of terror crossed her face as they came bounding back to her. Her attempts being complete failures. Going off the rim, completely missing it, and flying off the backboard.
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Marilyn knew she shouldn't be relenting in her struggle to make her daughter eat healthier foods...but it had been a BIG day for Olivia. So, this was her reward.
It had been recital day and her little blond ballerina had been so perfect up there on the stage! With all the money and practice that had went into the event, costumes, hair, even a touch of blush and mascara (though Marilyn had been utterly firm with Liv that it was not going to get used to it), the end result felt satisfying.
Olivia had been the best...and yes, Marilyn was biased. It was her right as a mum, naturally.
SO, pizza it was. In fact, Olivia's favorite pizza place that had recently been renamed. Pizza My Mind. Clever. "Olivia, stay close." Her daughter was still in her performance clothes, mostly: her black, pink, and white top and silvery blond high!bun...but other than that, it was a wind breaker and track pants, issued to all the dancers from their studio; donning it's logo.
"Did you want to wait on Kat, Liv?"
Pizza!
She'd done lots of dancing and now she was going to eat...and get to spend time with Kat and EEP. Sleep over tonight! Her mum had promised. Liv wasn't going to forget that part.
Even Lance had been nice to her after the recital. He was still a mean boy...but she liked people being nice to her. So, he was okay for today!
"I'm staaaaaaarving." Now, mum. NOW.
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Marilyn knew she shouldn't be relenting in her struggle to make her daughter eat healthier foods...but it had been a BIG day for Olivia. So, this was her reward.
It had been recital day and her little blond ballerina had been so perfect up there on the stage! With all the money and practice that had went into the event, costumes, hair, even a touch of blush and mascara (though Marilyn had been utterly firm with Liv that it was not going to get used to it), the end result felt satisfying.
Olivia had been the best...and yes, Marilyn was biased. It was her right as a mum, naturally.
SO, pizza it was. In fact, Olivia's favorite pizza place that had recently been renamed. Pizza My Mind. Clever. "Olivia, stay close." Her daughter was still in her performance clothes, mostly: her black, pink, and white top and silvery blond high!bun...but other than that, it was a wind breaker and track pants, issued to all the dancers from their studio; donning it's logo.
"Did you want to wait on Kat, Liv?"
Pizza!
She'd done lots of dancing and now she was going to eat...and get to spend time with Kat and EEP. Sleep over tonight! Her mum had promised. Liv wasn't going to forget that part.
Even Lance had been nice to her after the recital. He was still a mean boy...but she liked people being nice to her. So, he was okay for today!
"I'm staaaaaaarving." Now, mum. NOW.
Chloe got piiiiiiiiiiiiiza. Because Mummy had said that if she sat through all of Daddy's long and boring speech on the environment today she got a reward. Her Daddy was crazy. He was always talking about how everything had chemicals and everyone was going to have to save the planet from them, whatever that meant, if the world was going to get better.
Chloe didn't even know it was sick!
But she didn't care now because she got pizza. And CLARA-- who didn't want to go because she was always going to DIE FROM CHEMICALS JUST LIKE DADDY-- didn't get a say in food. Chloe (the better more smarter twin) picked.
So pizza and-
AHHH. SHINY!
The blonde seven year old ran away from her sister and her Mummy and touched the pretty, sparkly pin on the girl's top. "That's so preeeeetty. Where'd you get it?" Right. It was rude not to introduce yourself. Touching random strangers was only okay when you said HELLO first. "I'm Chloe. So can I touch it again?" Pretty please?
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SPOILER!!: Chloe and Co.
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Chloe got piiiiiiiiiiiiiza. Because Mummy had said that if she sat through all of Daddy's long and boring speech on the environment today she got a reward. Her Daddy was crazy. He was always talking about how everything had chemicals and everyone was going to have to save the planet from them, whatever that meant, if the world was going to get better.
Chloe didn't even know it was sick!
But she didn't care now because she got pizza. And CLARA-- who didn't want to go because she was always going to DIE FROM CHEMICALS JUST LIKE DADDY-- didn't get a say in food. Chloe (the better more smarter twin) picked.
So pizza and-
AHHH. SHINY!
The blonde seven year old ran away from her sister and her Mummy and touched the pretty, sparkly pin on the girl's top. "That's so preeeeetty. Where'd you get it?" Right. It was rude not to introduce yourself. Touching random strangers was only okay when you said HELLO first. "I'm Chloe. So can I touch it again?" Pretty please?
"Calm down on the sass, Miss Olivia." Marilyn arched her brow at her young daughter, hoping to remind her that they could leave. That would mean no pizza. None.
"I'll go order. You find us a booth." Little diva.
Liv beamed at her mother's retreating back, pleased that food would happen sooner than later. She was STARVING. Mum hadn't allowed her to snack today. At all. It hadn't made sense...She was always allowed to snack whenever she wanted.
Olivia decided she didn't like being told she couldn't eat. Not at all.
...and then someone was in her face. EEP.
A girl. A girl with blond hair like hers. Well, she must've been okay then. She had blue eyes, too! Liv looked down at her costume's top and beamed at what she'd touched. Yes, it was very pretty and shiny and Liv had wanted to wear it for a week when she'd first put it on. Her mum hadn't let her. Mum's were so bossy and never understood princess things.
The jewel'd bow was removable, though. So...she reached up and pulled at it, immediately handing it over. They were friends now. Olivia said so. "I'm Olivia." BEAAAAAAAM. "It's like a princess bow, isn't it? I love princess things." She did.
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"Calm down on the sass, Miss Olivia." Marilyn arched her brow at her young daughter, hoping to remind her that they could leave. That would no pizza. None.
"I'll go order. You find us a booth." Little diva.
Liv beamed at her mother's retreating back, pleased that food would happen sooner than later. She was STARVING. Mum hadn't allowed her to snack today. At all. It hadn't made sense...She was always allowed to snack whenever she wanted.
Olivia decided she didn't like being told she couldn't eat. Not at all.
...and then someone was in her face. EEP.
A girl. A girl with blond hair like hers. Well, she must've been okay then. She had blue eyes, too! Liv looked down at her costume's top and beamed at what she'd touched. Yes, it was very pretty and shiny and Liv had wanted to wear it for a week when she'd first put it on. Her mum hadn't let her. Mum's were so bossy and never understood princess things.
The jewel'd bow was removable, though. So...she reached up and pulled at it, immediately handing it over. They were friends now. Olivia said so. "I'm Olivia." BEAAAAAAAM. "It's like a princess bow, isn't it? I love princess things." She did.
Chloe knew about personal space and in HER personal, humble opinion...it was a dumb idea. How else was she supposed to get a really good look at the other girl's shiny thing unless she was BREATHING THE SAME AIR AS HER? If she was far away she'd have to squint and make ugly faces to see it then and NO ONE wanted to make ugly faces at strangers. Then they'd get scared and run away.
And the seven year old wanted her new friend to stay not run in the other direction with her pretty pin.
Once she was given charge of it, Chloe turned it over in her hand a few times and beamed. Clara was so not going to believe that she was holding a real princess jewel right now. That was what the other girl said anyway. And if she said it, it had to be true.
"Olivia. That's a funny name. I like it, though. It's unique juuuuuuust like you." They were friends now if she couldn't tell. Olivia had given Chloe a shiny and she was tickled pink. "How'd you get the princess thingy? MERLIN'S CRICKETS. Did you steal it?"
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SPOILER!!: Princess Chloe and the TALE of the Royal Bow!
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Chloe knew about personal space and in HER personal, humble opinion...it was a dumb idea. How else was she supposed to get a really good look at the other girl's shiny thing unless she was BREATHING THE SAME AIR AS HER? If she was far away she'd have to squint and make ugly faces to see it then and NO ONE wanted to make ugly faces at strangers. Then they'd get scared and run away.
And the seven year old wanted her new friend to stay not run in the other direction with her pretty pin.
Once she was given charge of it, Chloe turned it over in her hand a few times and beamed. Clara was so not going to believe that she was holding a real princess jewel right now. That was what the other girl said anyway. And if she said it, it had to be true.
"Olivia. That's a funny name. I like it, though. It's unique juuuuuuust like you." They were friends now if she couldn't tell. Olivia had given Chloe a shiny and she was tickled pink. "How'd you get the princess thingy? MERLIN'S CRICKETS. Did you steal it?"
Mummy said stealing was really bad.
Olivia grinned widely, not minding at all that she was so close to her face. Obviously, if they were going to hear each other and not shout, it made the most sense. Her mum said it was rude to 'get loud' in public places. "You're unique, too! I love your freckles!" Olivia didn't know anyone else with freckles. No one at her dance school had them...and her mum didn't. None of her cousins...or her aunt. She seen them on the telly, though.
GIGGLE!"I'm a ballerina Chloe!" Aside from being a Princess, obviously. "It came on my costume for my recital. I had to dance today. That's why I'm getting pizza!"...and having a sleep over with Kat. See? Mum couldn't take it baaaaaaack. SHE WOULD NEVER FORGET!
She pointed at her top, though. It had jewels on it like the bow did. "I'm supposed to be wearing a skirt with this...but my mum thought it would be too much to come have pizza in." But it had been fine for dancing, apparently. Liv shook her head, obviously not having believed her.
Mums. Pssssh.
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The little redhead slowly dragging her feet as she held her mummy's hand following her down the street as they headed towards the one place she knew she didn't want to go to: Pizza My Mind. The title alone made Clara made her feel so dirty already! Why did mummy make her come here? This was NOT safe! Didn't she care about keeping her own mind pizza free? Better yet- "MUMMY! Did Daddy's speech mean NOTHING to you? I do believe he would be very distraught at the thought of us being here! It's not safe mummy! We should go home now!"
But all she got from her mummy was that thing she does with her eyes that make it look like she's following a bug or something.
Honestly though, didn't mummy care? NOT only that? Didn't she care about CLARA at all?! Maybe she and Chloe didn't care about the germs & their infecting diseases that could kill you in an instant, BUT THIS seven year old did & she was NOT going to eat this poisoned food! Feeling a little tug from her mummy trying to make her walk faster, only made the freckled redhead drag her feet slower. "Nooo mummy! I do NOT want this pizza! It's not good for you!" It really wasn't, in fact-
Clara gasped suddenly and looked around frantically, "MUMMY! CHLOE! CHLOE'S GONE!!! CHLOE'S-OH I FOUND HER!!!" She pointed over to her non-planet-loving twin who was in the midst of touching some other little girl's very sparkly bow...Which was probably infested! "MUMMY! I BET you that bow is covered with germs & could be the cause of what's making the planet die!"
...But again all mummy did was that eye thing again.
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Olivia grinned widely, not minding at all that she was so close to her face. Obviously, if they were going to hear each other and not shout, it made the most sense. Her mum said it was rude to 'get loud' in public places. "You're unique, too! I love your freckles!" Olivia didn't know anyone else with freckles. No one at her dance school had them...and her mum didn't. None of her cousins...or her aunt. She seen them on the telly, though.
GIGGLE!"I'm a ballerina Chloe!" Aside from being a Princess, obviously. "It came on my costume for my recital. I had to dance today. That's why I'm getting pizza!"...and having a sleep over with Kat. See? Mum couldn't take it baaaaaaack. SHE WOULD NEVER FORGET!
She pointed at her top, though. It had jewels on it like the bow did. "I'm supposed to be wearing a skirt with this...but my mum thought it would be too much to come have pizza in." But it had been fine for dancing, apparently. Liv shook her head, obviously not having believed her.
Mums. Pssssh.
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The little redhead slowly dragging her feet as she held her mummy's hand following her down the street as they headed towards the one place she knew she didn't want to go to: Pizza My Mind. The title alone made Clara made her feel so dirty already! Why did mummy make her come here? This was NOT safe! Didn't she care about keeping her own mind pizza free? Better yet- "MUMMY! Did Daddy's speech mean NOTHING to you? I do believe he would be very distraught at the thought of us being here! It's not safe mummy! We should go home now!"
But all she got from her mummy was that thing she does with her eyes that make it look like she's following a bug or something.
Honestly though, didn't mummy care? NOT only that? Didn't she care about CLARA at all?! Maybe she and Chloe didn't care about the germs & their infecting diseases that could kill you in an instant, BUT THIS seven year old did & she was NOT going to eat this poisoned food! Feeling a little tug from her mummy trying to make her walk faster, only made the freckled redhead drag her feet slower. "Nooo mummy! I do NOT want this pizza! It's not good for you!" It really wasn't, in fact-
Clara gasped suddenly and looked around frantically, "MUMMY! CHLOE! CHLOE'S GONE!!! CHLOE'S-OH I FOUND HER!!!" She pointed over to her non-planet-loving twin who was in the midst of touching some other little girl's very sparkly bow...Which was probably infested! "MUMMY! I BET you that bow is covered with germs & could be the cause of what's making the planet die!"
...But again all mummy did was that eye thing again.
Why was mummy so strange?
Someone. Noticed. Her. Freckles. AND CHLOE WAS SO EXCITED ABOUT IT. It always seemed like she and Clara were the only ones in the whole wide world who had freckles all over their faces and lips and stuff, but Olivia noticed them and liked them. Why wouldn't she? Mummy said their freckles were kisses from butterflies. Who wouldn't like those?
"Thank you!" she beamed and touched her cheeks with the tips of her fingers. WEEE FRECKLES.
Uhhhhh. "You don't loooook like a ballerina. You look like a princess."Dramatic pause. "But if you say you're a ballerina I believe you." She smiled really wide to show Olivia just how much she believed her. Smiles = belief. Mhmm.
Chloe briefly got distracted by the bow that was still in her hand-- side affect of the shiny-- but she looked back up at the mention of a skirt. That sounded so pretty. And more like a princess then a ballerina, but she wouldn't say. "I wish my Daddy let us wear shiny things and skirts. We have to be eco-friendly." Shrug. "Whatever that means." She pulled a face.
LOOK IT WAS CLARA. HI CLARA! Chloe turned to her new friend and pointed rudely right at her sister, "That's Claaaaaaaara. She's my sister." Her twin sister, actually. But they had different hair. Mummy said they were fraternities. That was the word, right?
"They don't have germs. They're SHINY, Clara." Duh.
Esme tentatively stepped into the pizza parlor, grey eyes glancing around at those present. No one familiar, good. Not that she was in hiding or consciously avoiding anyone.. but she was here for pizza, some comfort food, and she knew she was technically not allowed it. Well, at least according to Ruthless Rebecca who she was sure would have her head for even looking too long at a slice of pizza. But she needed it today.
Though she was great on a broom in front of a large crowd, public events where she had to actually interact with a bunch of fans made her nervous. And she really did not want to appear at this Ministry event that Rebecca had signed her up for. But being one of the newer players on the team, she supposed she didn't have much choice. At least Muirgen was going to be there too.
After getting two slices of pizza topped with pepperoni and onions, Esme took her plate, along with her large soda, and headed to a corner booth. She knew she was being slightly paranoid about the whole thing, but she wanted to savor some comfort food and eat a few of her feelings.
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Esme tentatively stepped into the pizza parlor, grey eyes glancing around at those present. No one familiar, good. Not that she was in hiding or consciously avoiding anyone.. but she was here for pizza, some comfort food, and she knew she was technically not allowed it. Well, at least according to Ruthless Rebecca who she was sure would have her head for even looking too long at a slice of pizza. But she needed it today.
Though she was great on a broom in front of a large crowd, public events where she had to actually interact with a bunch of fans made her nervous. And she really did not want to appear at this Ministry event that Rebecca had signed her up for. But being one of the newer players on the team, she supposed she didn't have much choice. At least Muirgen was going to be there too.
After getting two slices of pizza topped with pepperoni and onions, Esme took her plate, along with her large soda, and headed to a corner booth. She knew she was being slightly paranoid about the whole thing, but she wanted to savor some comfort food and eat a few of her feelings.
Deep down, Muirgen knew she probably shouldn't do that, but it was stronger than her. Not really, she was just that stubborn. Besides, she never considered herself that famous anyway, since she was relatively new in the team.
Approaching the pizza parlour, the 25 year-old didn't bother to look around and be all secretive............. unlike... oh look who was there! Awesome! She took note of where Esme headed to sit down and after getting her own full-sized pizza with pepperoni topping, the Welsh lady walked over to where her friend was. She lurked from the back of her seat, not on purpose. Not. Hehe.
"Whittebrook!!" Muirgen said sharply, as if calling her attention because she was - OH THE HEAVENS!! [/sarcasm] - eating some pizza. Pfft. Her Welsh accent couldn't fool anyone, though, and she almost immediatelly took a seat in front of her colleague. "Just jokin'." The woman grinned, not feeling one bit guilty about eating a full pizza.
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AT THE HOGWARTS YULE BALL, YOU'LL BE HANGING OUT WITH....__________________ Maybe you'll dance, scour the buffet, or end up gossiping talking amongst yourselves!
You're happy to go with the flow and see where the Yule Ball takes you!
Deep down, Muirgen knew she probably shouldn't do that, but it was stronger than her. Not really, she was just that stubborn. Besides, she never considered herself that famous anyway, since she was relatively new in the team.
Approaching the pizza parlour, the 25 year-old didn't bother to look around and be all secretive............. unlike... oh look who was there! Awesome! She took note of where Esme headed to sit down and after getting her own full-sized pizza with pepperoni topping, the Welsh lady walked over to where her friend was. She lurked from the back of her seat, not on purpose. Not. Hehe.
"Whittebrook!!" Muirgen said sharply, as if calling her attention because she was - OH THE HEAVENS!! [/sarcasm] - eating some pizza. Pfft. Her Welsh accent couldn't fool anyone, though, and she almost immediatelly took a seat in front of her colleague. "Just jokin'." The woman grinned, not feeling one bit guilty about eating a full pizza.
Oh, it smelled so good. It had been a while since Esme allowed herself to indulge in something unhealthy, but today she was making an exception. She wondered if it the pizza would taste as good as it smelled.. no.. she was certain it would.
She lifted a slice to her opened mouth just about to take a bite when her eyes widened and she froze at the sharp sound of her name. She was caught! Wait.. that voice sounded awfully familiar. Esme lowered the slice and turned her head a bit, grey eyes following the woman as she moved to take her seat across from her. "Muirgen!" she started, a scolding tone in her voice. "You really startled me," she chuckled, shaking her head a bit as a grin started to form across her face. "So what are you doing here? Come for some guilty pleasure yourself?" She glanced at the other woman's own pizza and chuckled again. "Better not let Rebecca catch you.." Their manager was such a dictator.
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Oh, it smelled so good. It had been a while since Esme allowed herself to indulge in something unhealthy, but today she was making an exception. She wondered if it the pizza would taste as good as it smelled.. no.. she was certain it would.
She lifted a slice to her opened mouth just about to take a bite when her eyes widened and she froze at the sharp sound of her name. She was caught! Wait.. that voice sounded awfully familiar. Esme lowered the slice and turned her head a bit, grey eyes following the woman as she moved to take her seat across from her. "Muirgen!" she started, a scolding tone in her voice. "You really startled me," she chuckled, shaking her head a bit as a grin started to form across her face. "So what are you doing here? Come for some guilty pleasure yourself?" She glanced at the other woman's own pizza and chuckled again. "Better not let Rebecca catch you.." Their manager was such a dictator.
"Sorrry, I didn't mean to scare you." Muirgen chuckled along. "You should've seen your face, though! Priceless." She added, looking from Esme to her own plate. The pizza looked and smelled amazing. That was what she was talking about!
Muirgen couldn't help but laugh at her friend's question. What was she doing there? "Well, I'm 'ungry, so I thought it'd be a good idea to eat somethin'." She told Esme with an amused smile. Guilty pleasure? "Ehh, you kno' 'ow I feel about this. Not guiLty at all." Muirgen grinned, taking a bite of her pepperoni pizza. Merlin, that was too good. "This is life!" She exclaimed. "I donno why Rebecca makes a fuss every time. It's just pizza! And it's not like we don't burn calories playin'." She said matter-of-factly. "Besides, 'ow are we goin' 'o meet new, interesting people if we only go to the same ol' healthy places?"
Didn't she have a point? "I need to travel more too. Back 'ome. Or Ireland. That'd be nice too. Maybe in the summer." Muirgen was pretty much thinking out loud, but she didn't mind at all if Esme felt like joining her. Her friend knew that, didn't she?
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AT THE HOGWARTS YULE BALL, YOU'LL BE HANGING OUT WITH....__________________ Maybe you'll dance, scour the buffet, or end up gossiping talking amongst yourselves!
You're happy to go with the flow and see where the Yule Ball takes you!
"Sorrry, I didn't mean to scare you." Muirgen chuckled along. "You should've seen your face, though! Priceless." She added, looking from Esme to her own plate. The pizza looked and smelled amazing. That was what she was talking about!
Muirgen couldn't help but laugh at her friend's question. What was she doing there? "Well, I'm 'ungry, so I thought it'd be a good idea to eat somethin'." She told Esme with an amused smile. Guilty pleasure? "Ehh, you kno' 'ow I feel about this. Not guiLty at all." Muirgen grinned, taking a bite of her pepperoni pizza. Merlin, that was too good. "This is life!" She exclaimed. "I donno why Rebecca makes a fuss every time. It's just pizza! And it's not like we don't burn calories playin'." She said matter-of-factly. "Besides, 'ow are we goin' 'o meet new, interesting people if we only go to the same ol' healthy places?"
Didn't she have a point? "I need to travel more too. Back 'ome. Or Ireland. That'd be nice too. Maybe in the summer." Muirgen was pretty much thinking out loud, but she didn't mind at all if Esme felt like joining her. Her friend knew that, didn't she?
"Oh, I'm sure it was hilarious," Esme chuckled as she playfully rolled her eyes a bit. She was fairly certain there had been a flush creeping over the fair skin of her cheeks as well, but that was something she had gotten far used to. Now that she was sure in her paranoia that Rebecca wasn't going to pop out from behind the next both to chew her out for the extra carbs, the brunette took a bite of her pizza, chewing slowly to savor the forbidden taste.
She couldn't help but to grin at the woman across from her. Esme wished she could exude the same carefree attitude that Muirgen did about breaking a few rules here and there but, even though she knew probably no one would find out about it, she still could help feeling guilty. A feeling that often kept her from doing what she was supposed to.. but not today. "She's some sort of control freak," she shrugged as her teammate mentioned their manager. "I think she just likes being bossy and having the final say about everything." But she did have to admit that no matter how tyrannical she was, she did know how to whip a team into shape. "But she's not here now, is she?" Esme laughed and took a big bite of pizza then washed it down with a drink of soda.
"Right.. right.." she muttered before taking another bite and chewing thoughtfully. Meeting new people was a daunting task to the 24 year old. Certainly she didn't mind the traveling bit, but she seemed to shy away from the crowds, preferring more intimate settings. Hence her reluctance to the fan-meeting event and her reason for eating pizza in the first place. "Summer's a good time for travel," she mused aloud, nodding a bit. "Once it's off-season, of course.. Ireland would be nice. I haven't been there since I was small. We visited a few castles." The brunette affected a reminiscent smile as she remembered her father pretending she was a princess.
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La-tee-da-daaaa! Ember's day at work was going quite SWELLL. As per USUAL, though, heh. She had her notebook tucked under one arm, her backpack hanging ever so casually off the other. Where to eat--where to--OH.
PIZZZZZAAA?
Ember would have thrown a piñata party because CANDEH AND FUN TIMES HITTING A THING WITH A STICK--if she had had one. PIZZA THOUGH MAN. HEr witttttle body was ESSITED. She tucked her turquoise hair behind her ears before stepping inside, letting the cool air tickle her skin with goosebumps, feeling the relief of being in a better temperature than outside. Not that Ember MINDED being outside--she practically LIVED outside, but still. Staying her garden for many hours out of the day was rough no matter the weather--being inside had it's perks. It was why she sometimes appreciated her pets more than her precous plants--her pets were more affectionate AND they pretty much stayed inside with her.
Her lavender eyes suddenly perched onto the counter...and above it, the menu. How could one go wrong with PIZZA, though? OOooooOOOOhhh?
Weird pizzas?
She wanted to try one--OH did she want one! For some reason, the fried pickles were calling her name so..yeah. That would be happening. Now, if only she could find her wallet. Dig dig DIIIIG, Ember! It was like finding a need in a haystack, her backpack. She really needed to organize the thing, it was really such a hassle in times like this. She was standing right in the doorway, too, because Ember never thought about those things--not that she was inconsiderate--just a bit...distracted at times?
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