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Hawken Terrell · 05-29-2008, 01:26 AM

"Hullllo?!" Trism burst into the Obliviator Headquarters which was bustling like usual. He looked around, spinning in a circle. The strawberry blond head of messy-I-need-a-hair-cut hair that he was looking for was no where to be found. So Trism wandered on over to Ivan's desk with his plate of (horrible) cookies. "Ivanrude?" He leaned over the particition to find a few people standing there looking like they were waiting for Ivan as well.

"Hiya- follks!" Trism said sticking the plate of cookies under their noses. "Have a cookie." He grinned and twirled the plate of cookies around. Poor Trism, he messed up his recipe again, using All Spice instead of Cinnamon in his cookies so they looked a bit- darker then chocolate chip cookies should.

With more twirl then a party dress, Trism turned around, his teal robes flowing out behind him. He was on a mission to find Ivan. Find Ivan and make him eat a cookie. Sydd-a-lops-a-kop-o-lus hadn't been in his office, and he was bound and determined to find one of his good pals to pawn some baked goods off of.

He passed a closet marked "Broom closet" and paused two steps passed. He spun around, teal robes flaring out again and then walked back to the closet. He pressed his ear against the door and heard the muffled sounds of a familiar voice. It was Ivan, the man he was looking for, was in the closet. He chuckled and reached for the door.

There was a creaking groan and the door flew open. Trism's smile got almost as big as his face as he saw Ivan and a rather pretty lady standing in the closet. "Ivan! Well, well, well. Fancy seeing you in the closet."

Em's the Game · 05-29-2008, 02:00 AM

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Originally Posted by HPobsession33

"Umm, my name is Becca. What is a vitae?" she said. THen, looked at the old looking desk he was pointing at.
"Well, it is a start." she thought.
She looked around the room and say everyone staring at her, "Oh, um, hello."

Holding the closet door open for his boss, Ivan heard his newest employee embarking on a quest to make friends with the others. He smiled and wished her well, making a mental note to define 'vitae' for her once he was finished with his closeted talk with his boss.

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Originally Posted by alyweasley

Edith walked up to Ivan Callistus' desk and paused. He was busy. So she stood back and waited. Reagan had told her to come down and introduce herself. So that is what she was doing.

Out of the corner of his eye, Ivan caught sight of another woman arriving in the office. "Hey, somebody see what she wants, okay?" Ivan called out to Jason, Katya and whatshername (what was her name?!).

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Originally Posted by AccioNeville

Tegan squeezed herself through the door into the The office that seemed to be the Head's of the Department. It was one of the messiest she had ever seen, though- she was sure- not unlike her own would be in a few days.

She saw a small tuft of hair sticking out from behind the massive pile of random papers and such and cleared her throat.

"Excuse me sir, I was just wondering about the upcoming wedding, If you already have people on the scene. I don't know if Thomas has spoken to you yet about it."

Tegan took a small step forward and promtly slid on a pile of paperwork that had been lying on the floor and fell- heavily- on her bum. Papers were flying everywhere and it looked as if there was a blizzard in the office.

Oh Merlin's beard! She thought, embarassed and angry at her clumsiness. I messed up the whole pile. She busied herself with picking up the papers that were now scattered about the office.

Her long hair had once again began to fall out of the mess that was on top of her head, causing her hair to fall into her eyes and around her shoulders in tendrals. Oh in Merlin's name!

On the heels of one woman came another. Followed by a tip-over of his lovely stacks. Ivan sighed. At least this one was picking up the papers. "Be with you in a moment!" Ivan called out. Maybe she'd have the papers back in their stack by the time he returned.

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Originally Posted by Lissy Longbottom

Okkkk...not exactly what Maddie had had in mind, but oh well, it would do. She walked into the closet and managed to squeeze herself into the furthest corner--the further away, the less chance that any eavesdropping employees could overhear some of the embarrassing apologies she was about to make. She turned around, waiting for him to come inside with her.

Great, now I'm going to known around the Ministry as the Head who locked herself in a closet with her employee. How lovely!

Abandoning Jason to the chaos of their female visitors, Ivan stepped into the closet behind his boss. "So..." he began, crossing his arms in front of his chest. In the tight space they were uncomfortably close. "...feeling better?" Oh please don't let this be about the flirting thing. Or the paperwork thing. Or...um... What else had be potentially embarrassed himself by doing or saying or not doing or not saying?

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Originally Posted by Hawken Terrell

There was a creaking groan and the door flew open. Trism's smile got almost as big as his face as he saw Ivan and a rather pretty lady standing in the closet. "Ivan! Well, well, well. Fancy seeing you in the closet."

...and they were no sooner about to get into whatever Maddie needed to say, when Trism rushed in. "Oh hello, Tris!" Ivan wasn't sure whether to be relieved or distressed.

Lissy Longbottom · 05-29-2008, 02:16 AM

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Originally Posted by Hawken Terrell

"Hullllo?!" Trism burst into the Obliviator Headquarters which was bustling like usual. He looked around, spinning in a circle. The strawberry blond head of messy-I-need-a-hair-cut hair that he was looking for was no where to be found. So Trism wandered on over to Ivan's desk with his plate of (horrible) cookies. "Ivanrude?" He leaned over the particition to find a few people standing there looking like they were waiting for Ivan as well.

"Hiya- follks!" Trism said sticking the plate of cookies under their noses. "Have a cookie." He grinned and twirled the plate of cookies around. Poor Trism, he messed up his recipe again, using All Spice instead of Cinnamon in his cookies so they looked a bit- darker then chocolate chip cookies should.

With more twirl then a party dress, Trism turned around, his teal robes flowing out behind him. He was on a mission to find Ivan. Find Ivan and make him eat a cookie. Sydd-a-lops-a-kop-o-lus hadn't been in his office, and he was bound and determined to find one of his good pals to pawn some baked goods off of.

He passed a closet marked "Broom closet" and paused two steps passed. He spun around, teal robes flaring out again and then walked back to the closet. He pressed his ear against the door and heard the muffled sounds of a familiar voice. It was Ivan, the man he was looking for, was in the closet. He chuckled and reached for the door.

There was a creaking groan and the door flew open. Trism's smile got almost as big as his face as he saw Ivan and a rather pretty lady standing in the closet. "Ivan! Well, well, well. Fancy seeing you in the closet."

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Abandoning Jason to the chaos of their female visitors, Ivan stepped into the closet behind his boss. "So..." he began, crossing his arms in front of his chest. In the tight space they were uncomfortably close. "...feeling better?" Oh please don't let this be about the flirting thing. Or the paperwork thing. Or...um... What else had be potentially embarrassed himself by doing or saying or not doing or not saying?

"Well, I just wanted to aplogize for..." Madeline began, and of course, at that moment, the door flew open to reveal some employee she had never seen before. Was he in her Department? She couldn't be sure...the effects of the potion still hadn't kicked in completely, and her brain was still a little fuzzy.

"Um, may I help you?" she asked, standing up straighter, trying to give herself an authoritative look. No need to let this man think something was happening that definitely wasn't.

Hawken Terrell · 05-29-2008, 02:34 AM

Trism's blue eyes flickered back and forth between the two people in the closet. He shifted his plate of cookies to another hand and then leaned on the door frame. Ivan looked rather releaved to have Trism show up. Might as well turn on the charm and see if he could help Weasel Ivan out of whatever mouse trap he had gotten himself stuck in. "Hi," He grinned. The girl sure was pretty. He wondered why he hadn't seen her around before. "What's a pretty girl like you doing in a broom closet with a dork like Ivanrude?" He glanced at Ivan who was busy looking amusedly horrified.

Em's the Game · 05-29-2008, 02:48 AM

Ivan's jaw was on the floor at Trism's boldness. Didn't he know this was Ivan's boss? Supervisor? Lady who signed the paycheck? No, apparently not.

"I...uh..." Ivan blinked. The look on Maddie's face was priceless. A strangled half-laugh, half-protest got stuck in his throat. Ivan coughed into his hand to cover it up. Doing so gave him a chance to duck his head, during which he noticed the cookie tray.

Snatching what were undoubtedly another of Trism's baking disasters Ivan shoved the tray between his friend and his division head. "Cookie?"

AccioNeville · 05-29-2008, 03:14 AM

Well, at least me tipping over a pile of papers was the least of this man's worries, perhaps he'll forgive me. Tegan thought as she looked sympathetically toward the scene unfolding before her. They must not have noticed her right by their feet picking up the papers. How horribly embarassing for this poor man. He looked so flusterd. Well, she could do her part and organize his desk at least. Not that she could ever find time to do it for herself, but she felt it was the least she could do.

Tegan slowly backed up and began ajusting the papers on the man's desk, trying her hardest not to evesdrop on the conversation, she had never been very good at that.

Very soon the mess that had once taken over the space was diminishing, only to be replaced with nicely stacked piles, organized bins and straightened papers.

alyweasley · 05-29-2008, 04:35 AM

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Originally Posted by Em's the Game

Out of the corner of his eye, Ivan caught sight of another woman arriving in the office. "Hey, somebody see what she wants, okay?" Ivan called out to Jason, Katya and whatshername (what was her name?!).

Edith stopped and looked at Mr Callistus, appalled. "I'm Edith Griffths. The new Liason for this Department. The Senior Undersecretary told me to come down to introduce myself." She wondered if anyone would actually talk to her, not keep palming her off.

Lissy Longbottom · 05-29-2008, 08:08 PM

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Originally Posted by Hawken Terrell

Trism's blue eyes flickered back and forth between the two people in the closet. He shifted his plate of cookies to another hand and then leaned on the door frame. Ivan looked rather releaved to have Trism show up. Might as well turn on the charm and see if he could help Weasel Ivan out of whatever mouse trap he had gotten himself stuck in. "Hi," He grinned. The girl sure was pretty. He wondered why he hadn't seen her around before. "What's a pretty girl like you doing in a broom closet with a dork like Ivanrude?" He glanced at Ivan who was busy looking amusedly horrified.

Maddie's jaw dropped open. Did this man not know who she was? How dare he talk to her like that! "I was actually in the middle of a conversation with Ivan," she explained, putting emphasis on the word. "It's about something that happened in the Committee on Experimental Charms office earlier."

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Ivan's jaw was on the floor at Trism's boldness. Didn't he know this was Ivan's boss? Supervisor? Lady who signed the paycheck? No, apparently not.

"I...uh..." Ivan blinked. The look on Maddie's face was priceless. A strangled half-laugh, half-protest got stuck in his throat. Ivan coughed into his hand to cover it up. Doing so gave him a chance to duck his head, during which he noticed the cookie tray.

Snatching what were undoubtedly another of Trism's baking disasters Ivan shoved the tray between his friend and his division head. "Cookie?"

Madeline felt a rush of pity for Ivan, who was clearly embarrassed. This was all Maddie's fault, really. No, she took that back--it was Corranda's fault. She was the one who had dropped that potion on Madeline's head, and caused Madeline to say those horrifyingly embarrassing things.

But she still sort of blamed Ivan for the present situation...he just HAD to pick a closet, didn't he? Couldn't he have picked somewhere that people wouldn't find so...amusing?

Nabs · 05-29-2008, 08:23 PM

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Originally Posted by alyweasley

Edith stopped and looked at Mr Callistus, appalled. "I'm Edith Griffths. The new Liason for this Department. The Senior Undersecretary told me to come down to introduce myself." She wondered if anyone would actually talk to her, not keep palming her off.

Katya drained the last of her mocha and binned the paper cup before finally hopping off Jason's desk to greet the new Liaison, "Capital of you to come down for a visit, Edie," she held a hand out to shake, "I'm Katya, nobody important... but it looks like the only important one in here," She gestured with her thumb over her shoulder at Ivan, "is in a bit of a tangle."

She shook the woman's hand (which had not been offered) quickly before letting go, "So... that boring looking one over there is Jason Killin, don't be offended that he's not paying attention, he's just working." She looked around at a couple new members of their team, "And erm....... everybody else."

Hawken Terrell · 05-30-2008, 12:09 AM

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Originally Posted by Lissy Longbottom

Maddie's jaw dropped open. Did this man not know who she was? How dare he talk to her like that! "I was actually in the middle of a conversation with Ivan," she explained, putting emphasis on the word. "It's about something that happened in the Committee on Experimental Charms office earlier."

”Oh, a the Committee on Experimental Charms office,” he said as if that explained it all. His smile grew into a bigger one. The years of hiding out in the Department of Mysteries' brain room had left Trism a bit out of practice when it came to interdepartmental exchanges, but in this case, he was simply being cheeky on purpose.

“Well, I’d be wiling to bet that whatever you’re discussing has to do with your dazzling charms concerning the charming Charm's office.” He continued grinning like he had a cheering charm placed on him as he handed over the plate of cookies to Ivan.

alyweasley · 05-30-2008, 01:44 AM

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Originally Posted by Nabiya

Katya drained the last of her mocha and binned the paper cup before finally hopping off Jason's desk to greet the new Liaison, "Capital of you to come down for a visit, Edie," she held a hand out to shake, "I'm Katya, nobody important... but it looks like the only important one in here," She gestured with her thumb over her shoulder at Ivan, "is in a bit of a tangle."

She shook the woman's hand (which had not been offered) quickly before letting go, "So... that boring looking one over there is Jason Killin, don't be offended that he's not paying attention, he's just working." She looked around at a couple new members of their team, "And erm....... everybody else."

Edith shook the woman's hand and said. "Thank you for your time. It was very nice to meet you Katya. Well can you please tell him who I am and tell him that if he needs anything that needs to go to the Minister to send me a memo. Thank you again, Katya." Edith said, turning on her heel and leaving the office.

Em's the Game · 05-30-2008, 02:33 PM

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Originally Posted by Lissy Longbottom

Maddie's jaw dropped open. Did this man not know who she was? How dare he talk to her like that! "I was actually in the middle of a conversation with Ivan," she explained, putting emphasis on the word. "It's about something that happened in the Committee on Experimental Charms office earlier."

Madeline felt a rush of pity for Ivan, who was clearly embarrassed. This was all Maddie's fault, really. No, she took that back--it was Corranda's fault. She was the one who had dropped that potion on Madeline's head, and caused Madeline to say those horrifyingly embarrassing things.

But she still sort of blamed Ivan for the present situation...he just HAD to pick a closet, didn't he? Couldn't he have picked somewhere that people wouldn't find so...amusing?

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Originally Posted by Hawken Terrell

”Oh, a the Committee on Experimental Charms office,” he said as if that explained it all. His smile grew into a bigger one. The years of hiding out in the Department of Mysteries' brain room had left Trism a bit out of practice when it came to interdepartmental exchanges, but in this case, he was simply being cheeky on purpose.

“Well, I’d be wiling to bet that whatever you’re discussing has to do with your dazzling charms concerning the charming Charm's office.” He continued grinning like he had a cheering charm placed on him as he handed over the plate of cookies to Ivan.

Holy Dragon's Egg! Tris knew who she was and he was still being a flirt! Must be in a particularly good mood...or its payback for me putting that floating toy boat in his brain pool... It had seemed like an interesting experiment to Ivan at the time. Alas. Ivan and Yusuke had not been amused.

"Try a biscuit, Ma'am!" In desperation, Ivan plucked one's Trism's baking experiments up and held it in front of Maddie, hoping to obscure Trism from her vision. Her round eyes sparkled with annoyance but she didn't even tilt her head. Hm... Apparently, a biscuit wasn't large enough to hide Trism's head.

Switching tactics, Ivan swung the biscuit around and shoved it into Trism's partially open mouth. "Biscuit, Trism!?" Ivan snagged a biscuit for himself and bit into it, emphasizing the crunch in demonstration. "Yum!" He eyes watered and face blanched at the horrible taste. Yech! Still, Ivan soldiered on in hopes of derailing the Charm Express that Trism seemed intent on steamrolling over Maddie with.

If only someone - anyone! - would interrupt them in the closet! Ivan's eyes slid to the crack in the door behind Trism. Help! Help! I'm stuck in the closet meeting from hades!

BeccaBear · 05-30-2008, 07:31 PM

Becca didn't want to stand ther elike an idiot anymore, so she went to closet to ask...What was his name again? for something ot do.
"Umm I hate to bother you, in your umm..closet, but what should I do?"

Lissy Longbottom · 05-30-2008, 08:07 PM

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Originally Posted by Hawken Terrell

”Oh, a the Committee on Experimental Charms office,” he said as if that explained it all. His smile grew into a bigger one. The years of hiding out in the Department of Mysteries' brain room had left Trism a bit out of practice when it came to interdepartmental exchanges, but in this case, he was simply being cheeky on purpose.

“Well, I’d be wiling to bet that whatever you’re discussing has to do with your dazzling charms concerning the charming Charm's office.” He continued grinning like he had a cheering charm placed on him as he handed over the plate of cookies to Ivan.

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Holy Dragon's Egg! Tris knew who she was and he was still being a flirt! Must be in a particularly good mood...or its payback for me putting that floating toy boat in his brain pool... It had seemed like an interesting experiment to Ivan at the time. Alas. Ivan and Yusuke had not been amused.

"Try a biscuit, Ma'am!" In desperation, Ivan plucked one's Trism's baking experiments up and held it in front of Maddie, hoping to obscure Trism from her vision. Her round eyes sparkled with annoyance but she didn't even tilt her head. Hm... Apparently, a biscuit wasn't large enough to hide Trism's head.

Switching tactics, Ivan swung the biscuit around and shoved it into Trism's partially open mouth. "Biscuit, Trism!?" Ivan snagged a biscuit for himself and bit into it, emphasizing the crunch in demonstration. "Yum!" He eyes watered and face blanched at the horrible taste. Yech! Still, Ivan soldiered on in hopes of derailing the Charm Express that Trism seemed intent on steamrolling over Maddie with.

If only someone - anyone! - would interrupt them in the closet! Ivan's eyes slid to the crack in the door behind Trism. Help! Help! I'm stuck in the closet meeting from hades!

Madeline was in the process of trying to figure out exactly what this man, Trism, apparently, had just said, when Ivan began waving a biscuit around in front of her face. He then proceeded to stuff the biscuit into Trism's mouth after Madeline ignored him, and then took one for himself. They must not have been very good, since Ivan's eyes began to water and his face twisted into an expression of disgust. She didn't know whether she should laugh or not at his obvious dislike of Trism's biscuits.

"Ivan, what in the name of Merlin has gotten into you?" she demanded. This wasn't fair--she had no idea what was going on, her memory was still not back to it's full strength, and now she had two loonies to deal with.

AccioNeville · 05-31-2008, 04:21 AM

"Excuse me sir," Tegan said, trying to get the poor man out of the predicament he was currently facing. He had resorted to waving an apparently horrid tasting cookie in front of the offended woman's face and then proceding to stuff it in the half open mouth of the charming yet offensive man beside him. It was a long shot, but it might work.

"I seem to have knocked over a pile of your papers. I believe I may be missing a couple." In reality, she had transported a few papers under the other man's shoe, where they were now happily awaiting to be found. Hopefully the strawberry-blonde man was bright enough to see the opportunity she was trying to set up; and hopefully it was enough.

Nabs · 05-31-2008, 09:37 PM

Katya watched the lady leave with an almost bored expression on her face. Who was that again? Hmmmm.... shrugging, she finally went back to her desk and took a seat, only to pull out a Sugar Quill from her bottom desk stash. She then pulled out the latest issue of Witch Weekly and leaned back to check out the latest gossip.

It wasn't as if Ivan was around or anything... whatever he was doing with whomever...

Hawken Terrell · 05-31-2008, 10:35 PM

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Originally Posted by Lissy Longbottom

Madeline was in the process of trying to figure out exactly what this man, Trism, apparently, had just said, when Ivan began waving a biscuit around in front of her face. He then proceeded to stuff the biscuit into Trism's mouth after Madeline ignored him, and then took one for himself. They must not have been very good, since Ivan's eyes began to water and his face twisted into an expression of disgust. She didn't know whether she should laugh or not at his obvious dislike of Trism's biscuits.

"Ivan, what in the name of Merlin has gotten into you?" she demanded. This wasn't fair--she had no idea what was going on, her memory was still not back to it's full strength, and now she had two loonies to deal with.

Trism chewed the cookie he found shoved into his mouth and made a concentrating face. "Mmm....Allspice!" he said right after the Charming Lady asked Ivan what had gotten into him. "It's allspice!" He took another bite out of his cookie and started looking back and forth between the two in the closet.

Em's the Game · 06-01-2008, 03:10 AM

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Originally Posted by Lissy Longbottom

Madeline was in the process of trying to figure out exactly what this man, Trism, apparently, had just said, when Ivan began waving a biscuit around in front of her face. He then proceeded to stuff the biscuit into Trism's mouth after Madeline ignored him, and then took one for himself. They must not have been very good, since Ivan's eyes began to water and his face twisted into an expression of disgust. She didn't know whether she should laugh or not at his obvious dislike of Trism's biscuits.

"Ivan, what in the name of Merlin has gotten into you?" she demanded. This wasn't fair--she had no idea what was going on, her memory was still not back to it's full strength, and now she had two loonies to deal with.

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Originally Posted by Hawken Terrel

Trism chewed the cookie he found shoved into his mouth and made a concentrating face. "Mmm....Allspice!" he said right after the Charming Lady asked Ivan what had gotten into him. "It's allspice!" He took another bite out of his cookie and started looking back and forth between the two in the closet.

"Well no wonder it tastes like dirt," Ivan exclaimed, biscuit bits falling out of mouth onto Trism's plate. Ivan wiped his tongue with robe sleeve. "Blech. You have got to learn to follow the recipe, Tris." More swiping of the tongue. "One day you're going to put something toxic in them by accident."

Ivan turned to Maddie. "Sorry, Ma'am. Tris and I have been friends for years. He's from...er..." Ivan's eyes slid sideways to Tris. Was he supposed to volunteer he knew what Tris did? "He's unspeakable," Ivan finally added. Hm...that actually worked on a number of levels...

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Originally Posted by HPobsession33

Becca didn't want to stand ther elike an idiot anymore, so she went to closet to ask...What was his name again? for something ot do.
"Umm I hate to bother you, in your umm..closet, but what should I do?"

Ivan turned. "Oh, uh...right. You need an assignment." Leaning out the closet doorframe, Ivan craned his neck and caught sight of Katya with her nose plastered to a magazine instead over the report he'd given her.

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Originally Posted by Nabiya

Katya watched the lady leave with an almost bored expression on her face. Who was that again? Hmmmm.... shrugging, she finally went back to her desk and took a seat, only to pull out a Sugar Quill from her bottom desk stash. She then pulled out the latest issue of Witch Weekly and leaned back to check out the latest gossip.

It wasn't as if Ivan was around or anything... whatever he was doing with whomever...

"Oye! KATYA!" Ivan shouted. Merlin, that girl had the attention span of a guppy. "Have the new recruit here," Ivan shoved the young woman forward, "help you rewrite the report I gave you!" There. That should keep them both occupied for at least twenty minutes. "And when you're done, you need to give it to Madd-- er, Ms. Grau." Ivan pointed to Maddie, scrunched up beside him, looking as if she very much wanted to avoid Trism and his biscuit plate.

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Originally Posted by AccioNeville

"Excuse me sir," Tegan said, trying to get the poor man out of the predicament he was currently facing. He had resorted to waving an apparently horrid tasting cookie in front of the offended woman's face and then proceding to stuff it in the half open mouth of the charming yet offensive man beside him. It was a long shot, but it might work.

"I seem to have knocked over a pile of your papers. I believe I may be missing a couple." In reality, she had transported a few papers under the other man's shoe, where they were now happily awaiting to be found. Hopefully the strawberry-blonde man was bright enough to see the opportunity she was trying to set up; and hopefully it was enough.

And having sent one off to find something to do, Ivan now had his paper despoiler at his elbow. "Um, yes? What can I do for you? Do you have an assignment?" Ivan asked hopefully. "Perhaps an urgent message for me to meet with something? A memory in need of obliviating?"

BeccaBear · 06-01-2008, 01:30 PM

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Originally Posted by Em's the Game

Ivan turned. "Oh, uh...right. You need an assignment." Leaning out the closet doorframe, Ivan craned his neck and caught sight of Katya with her nose plastered to a magazine instead over the report he'd given her.

"Oye! KATYA!" Ivan shouted. Merlin, that girl had the attention span of a guppy. "Have the new recruit here," Ivan shoved the young woman forward, "help you rewrite the report I gave you!" There. That should keep them both occupied for at least twenty minutes. "And when you're done, you need to give it to Madd-- er, Ms. Grau." Ivan pointed to Maddie, scrunched up beside him, looking as if she very much wanted to avoid Trism and his biscuit plate.

Becca felt herself get pushed foward toward the girl named Katya.
"Hello."

AccioNeville · 06-01-2008, 01:48 PM

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Originally Posted by Em's the Game

And having sent one off to find something to do, Ivan now had his paper despoiler at his elbow. "Um, yes? What can I do for you? Do you have an assignment?" Ivan asked hopefully. "Perhaps an urgent message for me to meet with something? A memory in need of obliviating?"

"Umm..." Tegan said, racking her brain for a better excuse for the man. It wasn't the best day for her. That was for sure. She hated thinking on the spot. Fine. Time to resort to lying then.

"Well, I'm fron the Invisability Task Force. We believe A Muggle may have somehow gotten around us while we were working on maintnance for the Hogwarts Invisability." She was really bad at this. Gosh I hope it sounds believable. "We need someone of a very experienced level at these things to come check it out. If you happen to have the time. It is a tad bit urgent."

There, she was done. Please don't let her face give it away now!

Lissy Longbottom · 06-01-2008, 04:35 PM

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Originally Posted by Em's the Game

"Well no wonder it tastes like dirt," Ivan exclaimed, biscuit bits falling out of mouth onto Trism's plate. Ivan wiped his tongue with robe sleeve. "Blech. You have got to learn to follow the recipe, Tris." More swiping of the tongue. "One day you're going to put something toxic in them by accident."

Ivan turned to Maddie. "Sorry, Ma'am. Tris and I have been friends for years. He's from...er..." Ivan's eyes slid sideways to Tris. Was he supposed to volunteer he knew what Tris did? "He's unspeakable," Ivan finally added. Hm...that actually worked on a number of levels...

Ivan turned. "Oh, uh...right. You need an assignment." Leaning out the closet doorframe, Ivan craned his neck and caught sight of Katya with her nose plastered to a magazine instead over the report he'd given her.

"Oye! KATYA!" Ivan shouted. Merlin, that girl had the attention span of a guppy. "Have the new recruit here," Ivan shoved the young woman forward, "help you rewrite the report I gave you!" There. That should keep them both occupied for at least twenty minutes. "And when you're done, you need to give it to Madd-- er, Ms. Grau." Ivan pointed to Maddie, scrunched up beside him, looking as if she very much wanted to avoid Trism and his biscuit plate.

And having sent one off to find something to do, Ivan now had his paper despoiler at his elbow. "Um, yes? What can I do for you? Do you have an assignment?" Ivan asked hopefully. "Perhaps an urgent message for me to meet with something? A memory in need of obliviating?"

"Oh," Madeline replied. Unspeakable, huh? That made sense. Perhaps that explained some of his behavior towards her. Oh well, she didn't have time to worry about this now! "Ivan, I still need to speak to you! Should we go to my office instead?" she asked. "Trism can stay here and...serve biscuits to your employees," she suggested.

Hawken Terrell · 06-03-2008, 01:43 AM

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Originally Posted by Lissy Longbottom

"Oh," Madeline replied. Unspeakable, huh? That made sense. Perhaps that explained some of his behavior towards her. Oh well, she didn't have time to worry about this now! "Ivan, I still need to speak to you! Should we go to my office instead?" she asked. "Trism can stay here and...serve biscuits to your employees," she suggested.

"Well, You should have one then," He grabbed the plate from Ivan and pressed them towards the lady. "Something sweet for a Sweet." He chuckled and despite Ivan's semi-lecture about mixing up spices went back to flirting like a bird taking wing after flying into a window. Oh Ivan was going to kill him - and he was loving it!

"Or," he said getting a bright idea. "If you don't want a cookie, maybe I could take you out for a butterbeer sometime?"

Lissy Longbottom · 06-04-2008, 07:08 PM

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Originally Posted by Hawken Terrell

"Well, You should have one then," He grabbed the plate from Ivan and pressed them towards the lady. "Something sweet for a Sweet." He chuckled and despite Ivan's semi-lecture about mixing up spices went back to flirting like a bird taking wing after flying into a window. Oh Ivan was going to kill him - and he was loving it!

"Or," he said getting a bright idea. "If you don't want a cookie, maybe I could take you out for a butterbeer sometime?"

Madeline took the biscuit, not to be rude, and took a bite out of the treat. She immediately regretted it. What had he done, taken EVERY spice out of his spice rack and just thrown it on some dough? She gulped and gave him a weak smile. "Delicious," she murmered.

If Maddie had been in her right mind, she might have sent some witty flirtation back at the guy. But, despite the fact she had taken a potion nearly an hour ago, she still couldn't remember what day it was--a sure sign that the potion still hadn't completely kicked in. "Maybe some other time, Trism," she said, giving him a kind smile. She REALLY needed to talk to Ivan.

"Come on, let's go to my office," she said, grasping Ivan by the arm as she began to drag him towards the doorway. She had no clue what was going on with him at the moment but she had business to take care of with him!

Em's the Game · 06-05-2008, 03:50 AM

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Originally Posted by AccioNeville

"Umm..." Tegan said, racking her brain for a better excuse for the man. It wasn't the best day for her. That was for sure. She hated thinking on the spot. Fine. Time to resort to lying then.

"Well, I'm fron the Invisability Task Force. We believe A Muggle may have somehow gotten around us while we were working on maintnance for the Hogwarts Invisability." She was really bad at this. Gosh I hope it sounds believable. "We need someone of a very experienced level at these things to come check it out. If you happen to have the time. It is a tad bit urgent."

There, she was done. Please don't let her face give it away now!

"Oh, right...sure. Of course I will..." Feeling the urgency of the request, and too ready to bolt to really evaluate the truth of the reasoning behind the request, Ivan glanced back at Trism and Maddie. "She needs me...oh bloody..." Trism was at it AGAIN!

Quote:

Originally Posted by Hawken Terrell

"Well, You should have one then," He grabbed the plate from Ivan and pressed them towards the lady. "Something sweet for a Sweet." He chuckled and despite Ivan's semi-lecture about mixing up spices went back to flirting like a bird taking wing after flying into a window. Oh Ivan was going to kill him - and he was loving it!

"Or," he said getting a bright idea. "If you don't want a cookie, maybe I could take you out for a butterbeer sometime?"

Ivan groaned and smacked his hand to his forehead. "You.." Ivan began, but then he was being hustled out by his supervisor and he didn't get to finish the threat hanging on the end of his tongue.

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Originally Posted by Lissy Longbottom

Madeline took the biscuit, not to be rude, and took a bite out of the treat. She immediately regretted it. What had he done, taken EVERY spice out of his spice rack and just thrown it on some dough? She gulped and gave him a weak smile. "Delicious," she murmered.

If Maddie had been in her right mind, she might have sent some witty flirtation back at the guy. But, despite the fact she had taken a potion nearly an hour ago, she still couldn't remember what day it was--a sure sign that the potion still hadn't completely kicked in. "Maybe some other time, Trism," she said, giving him a kind smile. She REALLY needed to talk to Ivan.

"Come on, let's go to my office," she said, grasping Ivan by the arm as she began to drag him towards the doorway. She had no clue what was going on with him at the moment but she had business to take care of with him!

"But what about her?" Ivan pointed to the Invisibility Task Force girl as Maddie shoved him out the closet door. "Shouldn't I go and take care of things?" The way he was being goose-stepped along, he didn't think Maddie was too concerned with the Mystery of the Hogwarts Muggle. "...alma mater..." Ivan murmured vaguely.

He looked back at the girl and waved for her to keep up. She was his escape clause. He wasn't relinquishing the hope yet!

As far as Trism was concerned, Ivan figured he could do with a few years in the closet alone with his Death Biscuits. Or maybe just mandatory baking class. Hm...I wonder if there's a way to make that happen. Were there any Baking Departments in the Ministry?

AccioNeville · 06-07-2008, 07:23 AM

Teagan watched as the woman Pushed the man along with her. She was going to leave it at that, since really iit wasn't her business anyway, but he motioned for her to follow him. She didn't know why, but he did, so she started after him. They were going very fast and Tegan had to almost run to catch up. Her messy hair was going everywhere but she didn't mind to much, she was focusing on not falling.

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