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Krel Ansell

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Ministry RPG Name:
Conley Singh-Phora
International Cooperation

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Hugo I. Bumble
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Merlin’s saggy baggy pants…people were actually bidding on things! Grrreeeatt…. Conley forced himself to look away from the bidding table and snagged the first drink he could find. He sent up a silent prayer – but for what, Conley wasn’t sure. On one hand, he didn’t want to have to deal with someone trailing him around work. On the other hand, it would be incredibly embarrassing not to even receive a single bid.
Text Cut: Daisy
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Daisy was excited about attending a gala but she was also experiencing some jitters as this was her first time at the Ministry. She was wearing a dark purple dress that fell just past her knees and a pair of dark purple heels. Daisy spotted the silent auction table and put in her bids. After all, she was going to help her beloved former school in any way she could.

Once that was completed, she spotted a dark-haired man getting something to drink. He looked rather irritated so the young woman nervously approached him. "Er...hello there. My name's Daisy Swann."

About to take a drink, a young lady approached him. He lowered his glass and forced out his best smile. Time to earn that paycheck, he told himself. It wasn’t that he didn’t like mingling and parties. In fact he was looking forward to some dancing. He just wasn’t all that excited about being auctioned off like a prize winning sow at a country fair. ”Ms. Swan, pleasure to meet you. Conley Phora,” he offered her a hand to shake. ”Care for a drink?” he motioned to the bar behind him.
Text Cut: Charles
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[…] "Conley, good to see you my boy," he greeted the man with two firm hands on either one of his shoulders as his twinkling blue eyes next fell on the young woman beside him. "And a good evening to you as well, Miss Swan."

Again about to drink, Conley stopped as two hands clamped down on his shoulders. He shifted the glass away from himself just in time to stop some of the liquid from spilling on this suit coat. ”Minister,” Conley greeted, feeling that familiar large lump of guilt plop into his stomach. His face, however kept up his pleasant smile. ”You’re people did a fantastic job with the decorations.” He waved his hand around, to indicate the room, then stuck it back into his pocket. The other held his drink loosely in front of him. Conley had been about to introduce Ms. Swan to Charles, when the minister addressed her as well.
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