Latest Site Notices

AmbiguouslyMe · 12-04-2015, 03:15 PM

"It's a visible show of support," Emmalee interjected, stepping up to the booth and answering the man's.. somewhat pointed question. She slid the appropriate amount of money across the table and held up two fingers.

One for her, and one for Iwin. The twins were too young for sharp buttons.

She picked up one of the pamphlets on the table and handed it to the reporter. "And the booth itself, fundraising, is reminding the people who come through this Atrium that we serve and support the needs of werewolves, regardless of what department we work in." She smiled at Tala, hoping that her interjection was alright.

Her attention was caught by Lynley, though, who was... giggling. That seemed terribly unlike the woman and Emmalee wasn't exactly sure how to take that. Puzzling over that conundrum for a moment, she kept her colleague in the corner of her eye as she turned her attention back to Tala.

"Thank you for all your work on this. It's important." And it was something she was more than happy to support. Indeed, she thought the little partnership her department and Creatures had dreamed up would be excellent, as well.

nicole black · 12-04-2015, 04:50 PM

SPOILER!!: Jorge and Em

Quote:

Originally Posted by Bazinga

Well this was different. He had been in and out of the ministry a few times since taking on the Liaison position. So much had changed since he had accepted that from Basil, hell Basil wasn't even around anymore. The journalist thought about paying his old boss a visit some time, but this wasn't the time to think about that. No, he had heard from his wife about a little awareness that was going on and it had peeked his interest.

Making his way towards the group he glanced around noticing the buttons, "Now what will buttons do to help awareness. I mean people wear them, but is that really helping awareness?" He was very curious as to what brought this awareness on and how they thought they were going to spread it. What was the outcome? So many questions that needed answers.

Quote:

Originally Posted by AmbiguouslyMe

"It's a visible show of support," Emmalee interjected, stepping up to the booth and answering the man's.. somewhat pointed question. She slid the appropriate amount of money across the table and held up two fingers.

One for her, and one for Iwin. The twins were too young for sharp buttons.

She picked up one of the pamphlets on the table and handed it to the reporter. "And the booth itself, fundraising, is reminding the people who come through this Atrium that we serve and support the needs of werewolves, regardless of what department we work in." She smiled at Tala, hoping that her interjection was alright.

Her attention was caught by Lynley, though, who was... giggling. That seemed terribly unlike the woman and Emmalee wasn't exactly sure how to take that. Puzzling over that conundrum for a moment, she kept her colleague in the corner of her eye as she turned her attention back to Tala.

"Thank you for all your work on this. It's important." And it was something she was more than happy to support. Indeed, she thought the little partnership her department and Creatures had dreamed up would be excellent, as well.

Tala's attention was once again torn from Lynley as a man who looked... Vaguely familiar walked up and asked a question that caused the lanky creature to pause in her reply. Is that really helping awareness? It felt... loaded, patronizing, and she didn't like it, but before she could answer someone else did.

Emmalee Howell.

Tala gave the older women a bright smile, she had never been so pleased to see her, and the pleasure only grew as the red head went on to speak with the man. it... felt like vindication, because this wasn't just about Tala's own problems, it was about the werewolf community as a whole and.... Having a witch with no distinct personal ties to the subject show up and talk about the issue with such clarity and understanding, it made a huge difference. Not just to others, but to Taladona herself.

"Support, and awareness is brought up and spread in many ways. Sometimes through talking, sometimes through a pamphlet... But one of the best ways is through a... Visual cue. It's also a symbol to my community that we're not just in this ourselves." That had been a hard thing to say to a total stranger, my community, but Tala didn't let it show, she stood tall, shoulders back, lips set into a small smile.

What did you say when someone thanked you for doing something like this? "No, no, thank you. I really appreciate your support and help with this." She meant it. Tala handed over the two buttons. "It'll be fourteen sickles, Mrs. Howell."

kayquilz · 12-04-2015, 10:38 PM

Oh...right. Lynley shook her head and chuckled, lightly, after that...burst of giggling. "Yes yes--money--" she snorted and handed Taladona the correct amount, feeling...silly for being confused a moment ago. "I'm fine--my head lately, it's been..weird. I think I might be coming down with something..." she shrugged a little and eyed the man nearing them...

And she had no idea who he was.

Lynley thought it was a result of her recent...forgetfulness, which had happened every so often lately, and decided she wouldn't question him...or anyone...on WHO this man was, but she remained silent, scooting the buttons she had purchased into her bag, all but one, which she then pinned to her shirt.

And then...glared at the man.

"Who do you think you are?" she asked bluntly, her brown eyes unforgiving. "Are you aware of how silly and foolish you sound right now? There, look, you're aware now.. See how it easy it is?" she smirked a little and thought...well, Emmalee Howell was a mature woman. And much less biting than Lynley felt at the moment. "If you're not going to buy a button, why don't you stop bothering our lovely ministry employees." She growled.

Merlin.

People. It's why she hated people.

She let out a breath as if she was letting out the STEAM of her annoyance, and turned to face Emmalee. "And how are you? And the babies?" she asked in what was a VERY forced polite voice, her eyes still FLICKERING at the fellow.

sweetpinkpixie · 12-05-2015, 01:14 AM

You know what was absolutely brilliant about this event? The name. It was perhaps THE best thing he had heard and read all day and just one of the reasons that the department head wore a HUGE grin as he stepped into the atrium after only having gotten lost three times instead of 5 this time. And that was really only in thanks to happening to stumble upon some employees who were heading in this direction, thus the man casually followed.

"Whoever came up with the name of this deserves a medal," Aron announced as he approached the small gathering. "It is witty, punny, and HAIR inspiring."

GET IT? Instead of awe inspiring he put hair in there because werewolves grew hair and this was a werewolf event?

Yeah? Brilliant, wasn't it?

He certainly thought so, and it show in the low rumble that came soon after. Manly chuckles, of course.

"Where do I sign up?"

Bazinga · 12-05-2015, 04:33 AM

SPOILER!!: All of you

Quote:

Originally Posted by AmbiguouslyMe

"It's a visible show of support," Emmalee interjected, stepping up to the booth and answering the man's.. somewhat pointed question. She slid the appropriate amount of money across the table and held up two fingers.

One for her, and one for Iwin. The twins were too young for sharp buttons.

She picked up one of the pamphlets on the table and handed it to the reporter. "And the booth itself, fundraising, is reminding the people who come through this Atrium that we serve and support the needs of werewolves, regardless of what department we work in." She smiled at Tala, hoping that her interjection was alright.

Her attention was caught by Lynley, though, who was... giggling. That seemed terribly unlike the woman and Emmalee wasn't exactly sure how to take that. Puzzling over that conundrum for a moment, she kept her colleague in the corner of her eye as she turned her attention back to Tala.

"Thank you for all your work on this. It's important." And it was something she was more than happy to support. Indeed, she thought the little partnership her department and Creatures had dreamed up would be excellent, as well.

Quote:

Originally Posted by nicole black

SPOILER!!: Jorge and Em

Tala's attention was once again torn from Lynley as a man who looked... Vaguely familiar walked up and asked a question that caused the lanky creature to pause in her reply. Is that really helping awareness? It felt... loaded, patronizing, and she didn't like it, but before she could answer someone else did.

Emmalee Howell.

Tala gave the older women a bright smile, she had never been so pleased to see her, and the pleasure only grew as the red head went on to speak with the man. it... felt like vindication, because this wasn't just about Tala's own problems, it was about the werewolf community as a whole and.... Having a witch with no distinct personal ties to the subject show up and talk about the issue with such clarity and understanding, it made a huge difference. Not just to others, but to Taladona herself.

"Support, and awareness is brought up and spread in many ways. Sometimes through talking, sometimes through a pamphlet... But one of the best ways is through a... Visual cue. It's also a symbol to my community that we're not just in this ourselves." That had been a hard thing to say to a total stranger, my community, but Tala didn't let it show, she stood tall, shoulders back, lips set into a small smile.

What did you say when someone thanked you for doing something like this? "No, no, thank you. I really appreciate your support and help with this." She meant it. Tala handed over the two buttons. "It'll be fourteen sickles, Mrs. Howell."

Quote:

Originally Posted by kayquilz

Oh...right. Lynley shook her head and chuckled, lightly, after that...burst of giggling. "Yes yes--money--" she snorted and handed Taladona the correct amount, feeling...silly for being confused a moment ago. "I'm fine--my head lately, it's been..weird. I think I might be coming down with something..." she shrugged a little and eyed the man nearing them...

And she had no idea who he was.

Lynley thought it was a result of her recent...forgetfulness, which had happened every so often lately, and decided she wouldn't question him...or anyone...on WHO this man was, but she remained silent, scooting the buttons she had purchased into her bag, all but one, which she then pinned to her shirt.

And then...glared at the man.

"Who do you think you are?" she asked bluntly, her brown eyes unforgiving. "Are you aware of how silly and foolish you sound right now? There, look, you're aware now.. See how it easy it is?" she smirked a little and thought...well, Emmalee Howell was a mature woman. And much less biting than Lynley felt at the moment. "If you're not going to buy a button, why don't you stop bothering our lovely ministry employees." She growled.

Merlin.

People. It's why she hated people.

She let out a breath as if she was letting out the STEAM of her annoyance, and turned to face Emmalee. "And how are you? And the babies?" she asked in what was a VERY forced polite voice, her eyes still FLICKERING at the fellow.

Before the person he was truly speaking to could answer someone very rudely jumped in. Hadn't anyone taught them to mind their own business? Hmm, this was somewhat entertaining and since he had started this lame position as Ministry Liaison he hadn't been able to push any buttons. Today, that seemed to have changed and he grinned amused at the women. Three of them to be exact, he half wondered if their dates were syncing up and if he should have carried chocolate on him. "It's doesn't, since you were not the one this discussion was for, but thank you for your concern in the situation. If I have any questions on plants I'll come your way."

Turning back to the woman he was truly wanted to speak to, "Why just the ministry though, don't you feel the entire wizarding community should be made aware?" He was very curious by this, by all of it really. "Your community, are you a werewolf miss? He had her name, didn't he? He must have wrote it down, though he thought he might have just had the department heads name and he glanced in her direction just as the third woman spoke and his smirk became even more amused. He even chuckled a bit, "I'm Jorge and I am the Daily Prophet's Ministry Liaison is you didn't get that memo in your high and might department head position. So no, I am not silly for asking an honest question to write up a piece for the Daily Prophet to make all the community aware of what they are doing to help werewolves." So if she didn't mind she could go stick her nose in someone else's business.

Turning back to the woman he was going to be speaking to, "As you might have heard, I am wanting to do a story on this. With the raids that happened a few months ago, did that have anything to do with this?"

Hera · 12-05-2015, 06:36 AM

She didn't have a great deal of time to spare, and while she seldom condoned donning ornaments as if she were a Christmas tree, this much she could do.

After checking in at the security office, Emily made an appearance at the booth to bring awareness to the cause. Werewolves. They were the flavour of the month, but a worthy one at that. Extracting an envelope from her pocket she came to pause beside Aron, an eyebrow quirked at De La Garza. Did he always have to be so abrasive? It was hardly charitable.

"I have a donation, and I'll purchase three button's too," she announced, returning her attention to those worthy of it.

TakemetotheBurrow · 12-05-2015, 02:14 PM

Harmony was soaking up the positive vibes she was receiving, even from Aron who seemed particularly chipper today. She couldn't really blame him, could she? Doing something to help out a cause such as this was bound to make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Not to mention inspired, okay? Harmony was feeling plenty of that. She was practicaly buzzing with inspiration. "It was all Taladona," The department head responded to the man with a sweep of her hand, gesturing towards the younger woman. "She's quite clever indeed!" As for how he could help, the red head held up a button, showcasing it. "You start by purchasing one of these! Perhaps more, if you've got others interested in showing their support." Encouraging looks for you, Aron. Short lived ones as someone was now harshing her vibes. What was going on? This was meant to be a happy event, bad attitudes checked at the proverbial door. Oh no, this just wouldn't do.

"Excuse me, Sir," Harmony interjected, "But seeing as Emmalee here aided us in this endeavor, she most certainly has a place in this discussion. I'm sure you are aware that wolfsbane is a plant, yes?" So this was, in part, about her area of expertise. " As for your story, I am pleased you're wanting to spread the word about what we're doing here, as it's a step in the right direction towards showing support for werewolves, but I hardly think your tone is conducive to the kind of positive atmosphere we're trying to keep around this event." In other words, check yourself before you wreck yourself. "I think you've got some good material to work with in the way of quotes so if you're not planning on buying a button, you can kindly see yourself out." And now that Emily Browne was here, surely he would comply. Speaking of, she was buying a button! Harmony took a deep breath to center herself, gave the women around her a kind smile, and headed over to her fellow department head.

"Thank you for coming down to show your support, Emily." Harmony's voice was kind and welcoming, any feeling of unease quelled now that they would be getting back to the heart of today's small event. "Donations go in that jar over there and three buttons will be one galleon and 4 sickles, please." In the meantime, she retrieved three and pushed them forward.

AmbiguouslyMe · 12-05-2015, 02:28 PM

SPOILER!!: Tala, Jorge, Lynley

Quote:

Originally Posted by nicole black

SPOILER!!: Jorge and Em

Tala's attention was once again torn from Lynley as a man who looked... Vaguely familiar walked up and asked a question that caused the lanky creature to pause in her reply. Is that really helping awareness? It felt... loaded, patronizing, and she didn't like it, but before she could answer someone else did.

Emmalee Howell.

Tala gave the older women a bright smile, she had never been so pleased to see her, and the pleasure only grew as the red head went on to speak with the man. it... felt like vindication, because this wasn't just about Tala's own problems, it was about the werewolf community as a whole and.... Having a witch with no distinct personal ties to the subject show up and talk about the issue with such clarity and understanding, it made a huge difference. Not just to others, but to Taladona herself.

"Support, and awareness is brought up and spread in many ways. Sometimes through talking, sometimes through a pamphlet... But one of the best ways is through a... Visual cue. It's also a symbol to my community that we're not just in this ourselves." That had been a hard thing to say to a total stranger, my community, but Tala didn't let it show, she stood tall, shoulders back, lips set into a small smile.

What did you say when someone thanked you for doing something like this? "No, no, thank you. I really appreciate your support and help with this." She meant it. Tala handed over the two buttons. "It'll be fourteen sickles, Mrs. Howell."

Quote:

Originally Posted by kayquilz

Oh...right. Lynley shook her head and chuckled, lightly, after that...burst of giggling. "Yes yes--money--" she snorted and handed Taladona the correct amount, feeling...silly for being confused a moment ago. "I'm fine--my head lately, it's been..weird. I think I might be coming down with something..." she shrugged a little and eyed the man nearing them...

And she had no idea who he was.

Lynley thought it was a result of her recent...forgetfulness, which had happened every so often lately, and decided she wouldn't question him...or anyone...on WHO this man was, but she remained silent, scooting the buttons she had purchased into her bag, all but one, which she then pinned to her shirt.

And then...glared at the man.

"Who do you think you are?" she asked bluntly, her brown eyes unforgiving. "Are you aware of how silly and foolish you sound right now? There, look, you're aware now.. See how it easy it is?" she smirked a little and thought...well, Emmalee Howell was a mature woman. And much less biting than Lynley felt at the moment. "If you're not going to buy a button, why don't you stop bothering our lovely ministry employees." She growled.

Merlin.

People. It's why she hated people.

She let out a breath as if she was letting out the STEAM of her annoyance, and turned to face Emmalee. "And how are you? And the babies?" she asked in what was a VERY forced polite voice, her eyes still FLICKERING at the fellow.

Quote:

Originally Posted by Bazinga

SPOILER!!: All of you

Before the person he was truly speaking to could answer someone very rudely jumped in. Hadn't anyone taught them to mind their own business? Hmm, this was somewhat entertaining and since he had started this lame position as Ministry Liaison he hadn't been able to push any buttons. Today, that seemed to have changed and he grinned amused at the women. Three of them to be exact, he half wondered if their dates were syncing up and if he should have carried chocolate on him. "It's doesn't, since you were not the one this discussion was for, but thank you for your concern in the situation. If I have any questions on plants I'll come your way."

Turning back to the woman he was truly wanted to speak to, "Why just the ministry though, don't you feel the entire wizarding community should be made aware?" He was very curious by this, by all of it really. "Your community, are you a werewolf miss? He had her name, didn't he? He must have wrote it down, though he thought he might have just had the department heads name and he glanced in her direction just as the third woman spoke and his smirk became even more amused. He even chuckled a bit, "I'm Jorge and I am the Daily Prophet's Ministry Liaison is you didn't get that memo in your high and might department head position. So no, I am not silly for asking an honest question to write up a piece for the Daily Prophet to make all the community aware of what they are doing to help werewolves." So if she didn't mind she could go stick her nose in someone else's business.

Turning back to the woman he was going to be speaking to, "As you might have heard, I am wanting to do a story on this. With the raids that happened a few months ago, did that have anything to do with this?"

Emmalee handed Tala a galleon from her pocket. "Put the change in the donation jar," she said, slipping the extra button into her bag and fixing the first on her blouse. She also slipped a substantial pouch out of her bag. She had planned to give it to Tala discretely, but given the man's implication that this event was somehow not worthwhile as it was structured, she instead loosened the cord, and dumped the contents into the jar.

50 Galleons.

Tucking the pouch back into her purse she turned to Jorge, as she was becoming increasingly annoyed, but appeared as calm and collected as ever, her tone even and maybe even a little friendly. "I wasn't aware that questions asked, in public, without any sort of preface, introduction, or notice that they were for an interview were off-limits to a response. I was simply making conversation." She looked to Tala again and smiled. "Please let me know when you'd like me to talk about that plant related portion of the event."

And now the bigger issue. Lynley. Turning to her colleague, who she knew to be a bit cutting in her words, but not so... publicly, Em was a bit concerned. "The girls are doing quite well. Why don't you... head down to my office and we'll have a cup of tea and talk about that portkey recycling?" Get Lynley away from Jorge. That was her plan. She glanced around, wondering when Aron started making puns.. and terrible ones at that. He wouldn't be much help. Emily.. maybe she'd be able to step in if Jorge went over the line with Tala...

edit: Harmony arrived!

But then, here came Harmony! Emmalee smiled at her level-mate. When she'd first come to work here, Emmalee had thought the woman sort of.. wishy. But as they'd worked together, Emmalee had come to realize that she had a fierce protective streak, especially when it came to her creatures and her employees.

That seemed handled and Em nodded in acknowledgment of her mention of Emmalee's involvement. Harmony could handle this. And so she put her hand lightly on Lynley's arm. "Come on.. let's go get that cuppa."

emjay · 12-05-2015, 02:52 PM

After her meeting with several of the Gobstones teams' owners, Mariel headed back through the atrium, intending to head back to level seven. This entire week had her on edge and she did not plan on purchasing any buttons at the present booth, not when she was already quite aware of werewolves thanks to some very traumatizing events in her youth. In fact, she probably would have steered clear of the booth altogether if she hadn't caught sight of her husband.

Of course, she was aware that he was planning on coming down and speaking to a few people, especially after what he had told her had happened in Knockturn Alley. She was glad that he was in a better place with his work. But of course those events didn't make her happy for her own personal reasons.

Catching the tail end of Lynley's temper tantrum, Mariel casually changed course and sauntered over. She knew Jorge could more than handle himself and probably even welcomed a little drama even if for his own amusement. But really, what was there to get so worked up over? Though she couldn't say she was a supporter here, she certainly wasn't protesting anything.. and she would have been much more likely to do something like that than he would. Though she knew more than anyone how he liked to press buttons to get his answers and stories.

"What a wonderful way to garner the entire community's awareness by publishing a story about it in the Daily Prophet," she said with a smile that didn't come anywhere near her eyes. She could care less about community awareness really, but it seemed to her that was what this little crowd wanted and yet they seemed to be pushing the journalist out the door. "You know, since not everyone comes into the Ministry to know about pamphlets and buttons." Her eyes fell onto the brochures briefly before looking back at her husband, giving him a more genuine smile. Really, they should be thanking him for trying to promote this werewolf awareness whatever.

nicole black · 12-05-2015, 04:22 PM

Emmalee had just dropped about 90.000 galleons (okay, that was obviously an exaggeration, but merlin that looked like a lot) into the donation jar and Tala nearly had a small heart attack. She looked up at the red head with wonder and admiration. Merlin, they could do so much with that money. She smiled warmly, but it was soon wiped from her face as the wizard spoke.

What on earth was happening? Tala was incredulous as the wizard spoke abrasively to Emmalee, casting off her considerate and well-spoken explanation with a flippancy she didn’t think the woman deserved in the least. That was not how you speak to people. Bristling quietly to herself, Tala rolled back her shoulders and did her best to maintain a calm that she did not outwardly feel. “I’ll be sure to let you know, Thank you for all your help with this event, and your department’s help.” If this guy was a reporter, surely he’d know all this? About the Wolfsbane, about the environment department’s help? Tala was quite baffled by all this.

Why just the ministry though, don't you feel the entire wizarding community should be made aware?

Your community, are you a werewolf miss?

Tala blinked at the two questions, she did not like this, she did not like this one bit. The blonde felt like she was under a microscope, and while an interview with the prophet would be great publicity for the cause, she couldn’t see this was so much as an interview, rather more like an ambush. “I am a werewolf, yes.” She said, tossing back her hair in a way that wasn’t at all like the laid back blonde, but her defenses had raised long before he asked her the question. Still, her reply was not biting, she remained calm, Tala had to, after all.

Harmony. Tala couldn’t help thinking the witch was Merlin-sent as she began to defuse the situation that had somehow managed to unfold no thanks to Jorge (who, Tala noted, seemed very pleased by it all). Tala nodded, silently standing in agreement as Department Head spoke. "exactly as Harmony said, it's a step forward. Every movement has to have a beginning and this is ours." That was fair enough, They'd answered some of his questions and spoken with him enough even after he'd been less than kind to several ministry workers including herself, Tala believed it was time for the man to quietly go.

And with that, and Harmony’s dismissal of Jorge, Tala turned her attention to Aron. “Has Harmony helped you? If not I can.” Could he see the relief in her smile? The one that said oh my gosh, I’m so thankful that you’re here so I can ignore that guy? Tala was certain it was written all over her face.

kayquilz · 12-05-2015, 04:30 PM

Aron had arrived. Her affection for the man, after their toilet installation, had definitely increased, and she gave him a slight nod of her head and a smirk. Right. Emily Browne...AND Mariel...wow, a lot of the department heads. It was nice to see that...even if Mariel seemed as cold and distant as usual. Hmph.

Lynley turned to face the reporter as he spoke, though....

And it was like...her face went subtly blank, for a second, and when Emmalee began to speak to her, she remained CALM. This woman wanted a cup of tea..."I don't think I should drink tea with strangers," she whispered to the woman. In fact, she was feeling quite a bit fuzzy in the memory department...she couldn't quite make out who any of these people were.

And she felt a little frightened.

Trying to cross her arms, she felt the button and looked down at it on her shirt, and then back at the table. A-Were-Ness Week. She blinked a few times...and began to giggle.

THIS WOMAN WAS BEING PUSHY WITH TEA. Lynley stared at her as if she were insane! "Well I SUPPOSE if you won't leave me alone--but I'll have you know, I have my wand on me, ma'am--" she said, shooting the redheaded fiend a LOOK. "You know, we're IN the ministry of magic--if you kidnap me, the aurors are RIGHT there--" she gestured to the Ministry in general with her hand.

FearlessLeader19 · 12-05-2015, 08:46 PM

Giggling to herself, Megan made her way to the... um, where was she supposed to be going? She paused, coming to a complete halt as she tried to remember. That's right! The Atrium! She practically ran all the way there. She was very, very happy today so she was unusually full of energy.

She spotted boss man, Lynley and Zhenya. "ZelendiaBossManLynley!'' Giggle! "Hello. What are we doing here? Do we have more toilets to test out?'' She blinked in confusion. She had forgotten why she had come here in the first place.

Bazinga · 12-06-2015, 03:10 AM

He couldn't help but grin as he saw a very familiar face, "Miss Browne it is so nice to have you back." His words sounding a bit too sweet, possibly, but he couldn't help but enjoy the fact that she had come back to being the department head. "I think congratulations are in order with you very successful team lately." The raid in Knockturn Alley helped more then just her and those werewolves.

His eyes went to Harmony as she spoke and his smirk stayed on his face, really was it all women that were so defensive or just this lot? Thank Merlin his wife wasn't so sensitive that everything seemed to offend them. "After the raids in Knockturn Alley I thought this would be a good follow up story, but it seems it isn't truly wanted." He was being fully honest by the way he was being treated during this time. "I don't see where one simple question was being rude or giving bad vibes. I hadn't stepped over any lines by asking the question and have only defended myself after being talked to the way that I have by people that I thought were professionals. As for introducing myself I have been the ministry liaison for over a year now, so I didn't see introductions being needed, especially when I have a badge that says who I am." Yes he was glancing at the other two with this.

Looking towards the woman that was still going on about her stupid plant he just smiled more, "My story is about awareness and how we need more of it so that things like that raid do not happen again. At this point I wasn't caring about any plants, just the awareness that is going on here today and what they are doing in the next steps. Again is I have any questions for you later I know where your office is." He had been coming to the ministry with his job for sometime now he knew all the department heads office locations.

The familiar voice made his signature smirk turn into an actual smile as he turned to see Mariel. "Hello" He leaned in kissing her cheek before slipping a hand around her, his self writing quill was doing the work so he could be comfortable standing here. "She does make my point exactly on the awareness question I asked first and why my curiosity was there," but again judgmental women that seemed to have their own opinions before he could even talk to who he was there to talk to had gotten in the way and it was a pity, because he could easily forget this story and the ministry would just be boring as always with no good publicity. He couldn't help but be reminded why so many governmental places always looked back in the press, though it was always blamed on the press, but when they tried to do good this was the respect they received.

He couldn't help but take his hand off his wife and lean closer to the table near the woman that he was wanting to speak to, the most interesting one out of all of them. He could tell she was nervous, he was good at reading people. In a lower voice he spoke to her, "Thank you for answering that, but don't be ashamed or nervous about saying that. You are unique for that reason and it is something to embrace. Doing this for the good of others like yourself is nothing to be ashamed of, letting others make you feel like it isn't or answering for you when you are very capable of being a leader is." He pulled a card with his name on it and laid it on the table, "I'm done here because of your company, but if you want to get awareness out I will consider it if it's you or your Department Head I speak to." He would not be dealing with the others.

He pulled out of his pocket a small bag with a good amount of money in it, "This is from the Prophet for your event." No he had not come empty handed, but he did not take a button either. He knew his wife's bad experiences and even though he did support what they were doing he was not going to bring back horror images or thoughts in her head either. Turning back to Mariel he grabbed his quill and parchment. "I'm done here if you would like to go for lunch."

sweetpinkpixie · 12-06-2015, 08:58 AM

Merlin. What a bunch of honking...honking...dalmatians? No that wasn't right.

Honking...er...honking...

Scratching his head, Aron just stood there staring at people. Staring and trying to sort through what he had missed that had everyone's wands in a knot.

DAFFODILS! That was the rest of that expression!

"Merlin, you'd think everyone here was a....LUNAtic," he snickered, giving Emily a playful nudge with his elbow in her side.

"Taladona? TALADOOOOOOOOOOOOOONA," Aron repeated, puffing out his chest a bit and nodding his head. "Quite the unusual name, don't ya think?" But Harmonica was talking about some buttons and doing things for a worthy cause, what was the cause again?, and the department head nodded along.

No. Seriously. Who had let all the honking daffodils in here? They were everywhere and the lot of them may as well go.....HOWL AT THE MOON!

Giggling and sniggering as his own internal joke, he nearly missed another woman speaking to him. "Can't say that she has," he replied with a firm shake of the head. Who was Harmony anyway? "Help me with what now?"

TakemetotheBurrow · 12-06-2015, 07:53 PM

The arrival of Mariel and her general tone only added to a feeling that this was turning negative, which wasn't something she'd wanted, not when Tala had put so much work in to this event. She had mentioned that this was only a step, hadn't she? Because surely starting in the ministry, where so many influential voices were housed, was a way to gain backing from the men and women behind said voices. It would be a huge stepping stone for them and it was a start. Being someone who'd gotten behind many causes in the past, Harmony knew that every course of action started small and snowballed from there. Because of this, the department head simply frowned slightly at the woman. If she didn't want to buy a button, that was surely her choice. Everyone was free to their opinions and attitudes, no matter how misplaced they seemed.

And then more words, ones that didn't ring true to what she'd said, were said. To say that Harmony Skylark was confused would be an understatement. She couldn't recall saying anything about the reporter being rude or about vibes-which had been harshed by this point, really-in relation to his presence. She'd simply pointed out that he'd gotten two quotes from people directly involved already, and that those should be enough? Both Emmalee and Tala had offered quite good insight on the heart of what the buttons were about which was why he was here, yes? So the smirking, something the red head had never really understood as smirking wasn't in her nature, was puzzling.

As the man went on to say things to Tala that she couldn't quite hear, the red head tried to push past what had just happened and focus on the matter at hand, raising money for the werewolves. Much easier said than done given the way things were going and the way her coworkers were acting-what was wrong with Aron and Lynley, anyway? Harmony was concerned.

"Oh dear, I do hope no ones played a prank on them. This is so unlike Aron, especially." She'd never seen him act like this.

AmbiguouslyMe · 12-06-2015, 08:09 PM

Emmalee Howell was nothing but a professional, evidenced by the fact that she had never raised her voice, has answered the questions he'd asked with relevant information in a calm and friendly manner, and would not engage in disagreements with other ministry Heads in public.

It wasn't her fault if the man willfully ignored that they were all actively telling him that there was more to this event and that she was actively involved in it. Her and her plants.

And so she chose not to respond and focus her attentions exclusively on Lynley who was suddenly acting quite strangely. "Lynley.. We've been working together for almost two years... I'm Emmalee.." The need to reintroduce herself to the woman clearly concerned her, and she kept moving them further away from the booth where they couldn't be overheard, brow furrowed. She was careful, though, to keep in view of others, hoping that would be enough to keep Lynley calm.

Maybe they wouldn't make it all the way to her office. "Lynley, did you eat anything strange today? Get anything weird by owl?" She watched the woman for her reaction. The healer station was on this level, right?

Emmalee kept them moving in that direction.

nicole black · 12-06-2015, 09:11 PM

Tala’s brow furrowed with confusion and displeasure as the Jorge continued on, and on, and on, talking in great detail about how rude the three Department Heads had been and explaining himself away. Tala had never heard anyone speak this much, but be all the more so confusing for it. It was taking quite a bit of Tala’s restraint not to say something to the reporter, to remain calm, and not feed the anger that was bubbling in the pit of her stomach as he called into question the professional nature of three people she cared for and in a smirking, amused way that just... Just rubbed her the wrong way.

She couldn’t leader anger bubble over, she had to be calm, had to handle this diplomatically. She thought of Lucas and how he managed to keep cool no matter what the situation, merlin, how did he do it? Tala took a deep breath and returned Jorge’s attention with a level gaze and tense shoulders.

Another deep breath. He thought she should be ashamed for letting Emmalee and Harmony speak, He was speaking to her like she was being held on retainer by the two other women. This wasn’t cute, it wasn’t funny, and Jorge was not charming in the slightest, but Tala only nodded and took his card, not trusting herself to properly reply to all that without her emotion showing. “Yeah, uh, thank you… I’ll put this card with the one I have from Miss MacIntyre. We’ve been in touch about werewolf stuff for a few months...” Tala said. She was wondering if Scout had spoken to Jorge, if the two were working together, but it seemed unlike the older reporter to her. “Yes, well… We’ll be in touch.” Idly, her hand came up to play with her ring in an attempt to remind herself once more of Lucas and to tether herself. She hoped he would be by soon, he said he was on his way…

O___O

Was she allowed to take money from the Prophet? This looked like it was a very large amount, goodness. Tala muttered a surprised thank you and quickly tucked the pouch into the jar. Quietly, wearily, she watched Jorge gather his things and turn to his wife and for the first time since he’d arrived she let out a breath of relief.

Tala’s name was suddenly being called out.

She blinked, big eyes slightly wide. Uh. That was… different, not unpleasant though. It even brought a giggle out of the young woman as she turned to the Department Head.

“Oh, with a button, did you want to buy one?” Tala said, shoulders slumping as she began to relax. “they’re seven sickles each, and we have pamphlets too, if you’d like to take one.” Tala helpfully said, picking one out and handing it to the man.

Lissy Longbottom · 12-07-2015, 04:30 AM

Oh Merlin. She was late. This was embarrassing. Addi was NEVER late...except for today. Her alarm hadn't gone off, which NEVER happened, and of course it was the day she'd volunteered to help with the A-WERE-ness booth. Fail.

To make up for it, she'd been sure to wear one of her prettiest sundresses with bright red lipstick, which hopefully screamed 'Come donate to the pretty receptionist!' so they could get more people to buy buttons.

"Hi, hi, sorry, I'm here!" she said with a quick smile as she hurried up to the stand, smiling at her colleagues and hoping she wasn't in TOO much trouble. "What did I miss? Did we sell a lot of buttons so far?" she asked with another smile. Oh no, she was nervous smiling now. STOP LONGBOTTOM. STOP.

sweetpinkpixie · 12-07-2015, 07:05 PM

Well, all the honking had seemingly ceased. At least enough that he could finally hear himself think. Thank Merthur....er...MERLIN.

Why was he thanking this fellow? Did he even know a Merlin?

Huh.

"7?" he repeated, his voice already quivering with unconstrained laughter. "You know why 6 was afraid of 7?" He looked up at the woman while he fished for his wallet in his back jeans pocket. "Because 7 ate 9!"

Sickles in his hand, some random amount because he had neglected to count them, he handed them over to her and then looked at the buttons and the materials. "You realize you spelled awareness incorrectly?"

Well, was she? Would that reporter honking daffodil remember to spell it correctly?

nicole black · 12-07-2015, 11:06 PM

Tala glanced over at Addi's arrival, giving the dark haired woman the best smile she could manage. "Hey, no worries, it's been... Slow donation and button wise." The Blonde said, with a half laugh. Slow with buttons, fast with the rude reporters and their lady friends. "Dude... It's been something else." She didn't even know where to begin, nor was she sure she wanted to.

Positive Vibes as Harmony would say.

Speaking of positive.

Dude had the giggles something bad, and it took Tala a second to understand what he was saying through the laughter that seemed to waterfall out of the man's mouth. Did he just dad joke her? 7 ate 9??? Tala couldn't help the giggles that came from her own lips. "Uh... Yeah, good one.... "

She took the sickles, beginning to count them out as Aron spoke again. "Oh, it's on purpose, it's a pun on werewolves. A-were-ness." She took the time out to spell it with her fingers in the air. Now, Taladona had not often had the opportunity to speak with Aron, and didn't exactly know the guy, but he seemed... Kinda off... Glancing over, Tala tried nonchalantly to get Harmony's attention. "Hey Boss, Eh.... Kinda need your.. Advice.. "

Now that she thought about it, Lynley had been off too...

kayquilz · 12-08-2015, 01:11 AM

SPOILER!!: Emmmalee

Lynley, as they walked, stared over at Emmalee...a flicker of recognition--and then she remembered! Emmalee Howell, Environmental department. Right.

"Yes..of course...er--" she glanced over at the redheaded woman and shook her head. "I have eaten what I normally eat..." and they were gone from the Atrium. Lynley decided she might...call it a day, actually. She would leave one of her employees in charge and...poof.

Because it was that kind of day.

emjay · 12-08-2015, 02:38 AM

Mariel smiled at the kiss on the cheek though she hoped that Jorge wouldn't be much longer. Of course, he was trying to do his job, but it didn't seem that it was all that welcomed. Or her for that matter; she didn't know what Harmony was frowning about, she wasn't sure why they wouldn't want the publicity that she had simply mentioned. But whatever, she wasn't that worried about it either way. Mariel just wanted her husband to get that passion back about his job that he once had, without the dangerous stories.

She stood back a moment, allowing her husband to do his job and her eyes flickered to the woman he was talking to as she admitted to being a werewolf. Well. Good to know, she supposed. Her attention was soon caught by Aron acting.. odd. She watched him curiously for a moment before turning back to Jorge as he asked about lunch. "Yes, I would love that," she said, managing a smile for him. There was no reason for her to hang around anyway. Mariel threw one last curious glance at Aron when he started making bad jokes before taking Jorge's hand to lead him out of there. Weird, but maybe just trying to diffuse what somehow turned into a tense situation. She'd be glad to relax with some lunch and her husband. It had already been a long day.

sweetpinkpixie · 12-08-2015, 03:06 AM

Puffing his chest out a bit with pride that his appreciation for his humor had been reciprocated, Aron furrowed his brow at her explanation of just where it was his sickles were going. Sort of. Clarification of terminology.

"OOOOh...OH OH OH OOOOOOOOOOOH!" he half bellowed half howled. Oh yes that WAS clever. He would have to go home and tell his son about it. He was sure Derfael would appreciate it since the little tyke had taken an interest in creatures more so than plants recently. An unfortunate side effect of bearing witness to one's pet dog being massacred by one of Seren's flesh eaters. "Can I have three of these? One for myself, one for my wife, and one for my son?" he inquired, randomly dropping more sickles for the woman to count.

Grinning, and already chuckling under his breath, Aron meet the woman's gaze to ask another question. "Are the rumors true? Are werewolves thought of as quick witted?"

Go on. Answer. Go oooooooooooon.

Bazinga · 12-08-2015, 03:25 AM

His eyebrow raised at the mention of Scout, he knew the woman was older, but was she old enough to be that forgetful? He knew that the Prophet seemed to be going down hill lately with Basil gone and the new person, what was her name, hardly ever around. Merlin he deserved to be running the place by now for all he was put through for them. He was their best report Tori coming in a close second he guessed. "Well I'll be having a few words with her then and give her some of the things I found interesting here today." Interesting on how they didn't seem to care to get the word out.

He half wondered if the minister was aware of the werewoman running freely around here, but honestly he deep down hoped she'd cause some destruction so he could have a fantastic story for the front cover one day. Hopefully a day Mariel was on vacation of course. "You all have a nice day." He smirked as she turned to Mariel.

As she took his hand and they casually headed out he stopped to observe a little more of what was going on around them. He had caught a bit of it uninterested, but something about the man made him a little more, "He isn't even usually like that is he?" Grabbing his notepad he jotted a few things down before fully leaving the area with his wife.

AmbiguouslyMe · 12-08-2015, 03:31 AM

Lucas had two reasons for being in the Ministry atrium that day. The first was the envelope he much preferred to deliver to the Transportation department in person. Permits and waivers and all of that... he just didn't trust it to owls. But the second... his mouth twitched into a smile as he saw the banner. Tala's event had come together.

Eyes scanning, he looked for her, without going over just yet. He'd missed the man's howling, and all that had come before, and so he was just standing back and watching her go about her work. Work that, while it sometimes made him nervous, he admired her for.

Walking up, trying not to be noticed right away, he rested a hand on the booth. "Two buttons, please," he said, smile bright.

--

Along the wall, a man hung back and observed, careful not to get too close to the security and check-in desk. He would.. not be registering his presence today. Arms crossed over his chest, he'd heard the mocking howl and his forehead creased in annoyance. It was about what he had come to expect from the Ministry.

He watched the donation jar. Took notice of the buttons affixed to work robes. Awareness... a step, to be sure. But just that. And for too many, it would be too little, too late. He would stay a little longer, see if he'd be surprised.

But for the moment, it was exactly as he'd expected. And he was underwhelmed.

Latest Site Notices

Latest Harry Potter News

Latest FanFics

Latest Forum Posts

Latest Games

Hogwarts RPG

Wizarding World RPG

Members