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sweetpinkpixie 11-12-2018 06:17 AM

Hangout Area
 
Do people really come to food courts to eat? Well, yeah...sometimes they do. Other times, though, you might just find yourself in need of a good break, and if so, you've found the place! "The Hangout" as it's been nicknamed, is a section of the food court where people simply come to hang out. You'll have the occasional eater here and there, but those with a meal typically stay in the seating area. "The Hangout" is filled with soft, cushiony chairs and couches, perfect for the employee who just needs to rest, relax, and catch up on gossip!

sarahlooo 03-12-2019 03:50 AM

Yes, this was a "hangout" area, but January was most definitely planning on eating there today. She was hoping her new friend would join her as well. The food court got a little crowded and smelled a bit too much like ketchup at times and the seats in the hangout area were much more comfortable... So that's where she was.

January had sent a note to the woman she had met at the orientation picnic in hopes that she would meet her for lunch. Their conversation at the picnic had been cut rather short when she was suddenly targeted by fireworks in the shape of a dragon. Thankfully her aurors were there, but she had to leave rather quickly after that and hadn't gotten a chance to apologize to Mariana (that was her name, wasn't it?) since then. So, the Senior Undersecretary set her homemade lunch down on a side table by a cluster of cushy seats and sat down, hoping her new friend would show up.

TakemetotheBurrow 03-12-2019 11:39 PM

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Originally Posted by sarahlooo (Post 12401372)
Yes, this was a "hangout" area, but January was most definitely planning on eating there today. She was hoping her new friend would join her as well. The food court got a little crowded and smelled a bit too much like ketchup at times and the seats in the hangout area were much more comfortable... So that's where she was.

January had sent a note to the woman she had met at the orientation picnic in hopes that she would meet her for lunch. Their conversation at the picnic had been cut rather short when she was suddenly targeted by fireworks in the shape of a dragon. Thankfully her aurors were there, but she had to leave rather quickly after that and hadn't gotten a chance to apologize to Mariana (that was her name, wasn't it?) since then. So, the Senior Undersecretary set her homemade lunch down on a side table by a cluster of cushy seats and sat down, hoping her new friend would show up.

Mariana had been meaning to reach out to the Senior Undersecretary, only the woman was the Senior Undersecretary. She knew she must be swamped with things far more important than girl talk and she couldn't quite justify bothering her during work hours. Luckily for her, January was the one who ended up asking for a meetup and the botanist had been looking forward to it all day.

Small floral lunch bag in hand, Mariana moved over to where the other woman was already seated and offered a smile. "Hey. I was really happy to get your note. I've been wondering how you are." No small talk for this one. She still remembered the fireworks so vividly in her mind and it had been scary for her, unused to the dangers of being someone important in the wizarding world. Maybe January had grown more accustomed to these types of things, aurors following her around and all.

Setting her bag down, the brunette took a seat and pulled out her salad, eyes on her companion.

sarahlooo 03-14-2019 12:48 AM

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Originally Posted by TakemetotheBurrow (Post 12401529)
Mariana had been meaning to reach out to the Senior Undersecretary, only the woman was the Senior Undersecretary. She knew she must be swamped with things far more important than girl talk and she couldn't quite justify bothering her during work hours. Luckily for her, January was the one who ended up asking for a meetup and the botanist had been looking forward to it all day.

Small floral lunch bag in hand, Mariana moved over to where the other woman was already seated and offered a smile. "Hey. I was really happy to get your note. I've been wondering how you are." No small talk for this one. She still remembered the fireworks so vividly in her mind and it had been scary for her, unused to the dangers of being someone important in the wizarding world. Maybe January had grown more accustomed to these types of things, aurors following her around and all.

Setting her bag down, the brunette took a seat and pulled out her salad, eyes on her companion.

Well, being the Senior Undersecretary meant she was quite busy in the office, but sometimes January needed a little girl talk to break up the work flow. She worked too much sometimes. Too much that it had gotten her in trouble with her family before - missing family events had happened in the past. Needless to say, they weren't missed anymore.

Looking up at the sound of footsteps, January saw Mariana and smiled. Her smile turned a little sheepish when she asked how she was, knowing that it was specifically directed to the incident at the park a few weeks back. Surely by now she had seen the http://www.snitchseeker.com/daily-pr...l#post12401663 article as well. "I'm fine," she said as a blanket statement as the other woman sat down and got her lunch out.

January crossed her legs. "I'm sorry you were put in danger on the night of your first orientation. That wasn't a very warm welcome." January stirred her pasta salad around in her container, watching the woman. She seemed strong, though. She remembered that she had immediately looked after her to make sure she was okay and January appreciated that.

TakemetotheBurrow 03-17-2019 10:48 PM

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Originally Posted by sarahlooo (Post 12401758)
Well, being the Senior Undersecretary meant she was quite busy in the office, but sometimes January needed a little girl talk to break up the work flow. She worked too much sometimes. Too much that it had gotten her in trouble with her family before - missing family events had happened in the past. Needless to say, they weren't missed anymore.

Looking up at the sound of footsteps, January saw Mariana and smiled. Her smile turned a little sheepish when she asked how she was, knowing that it was specifically directed to the incident at the park a few weeks back. Surely by now she had seen the http://www.snitchseeker.com/daily-pr...l#post12401663 article as well. "I'm fine," she said as a blanket statement as the other woman sat down and got her lunch out.

January crossed her legs. "I'm sorry you were put in danger on the night of your first orientation. That wasn't a very warm welcome." January stirred her pasta salad around in her container, watching the woman. She seemed strong, though. She remembered that she had immediately looked after her to make sure she was okay and January appreciated that.

Fine was a word often used to mask whatever was really going on inside a person, but Mariana simply nodded and offered January a small smile. The brunette honestly hoped she was fine, because she seemed kind and smart and certainly deserving of a threat-free life.

"I was pretty scared, if I'm being honest. It wasn't your fault, though. You didn't make those fireworks do what they did." So there was absolutely no need to apologize. Mariana munched on a cucumber, remembering the moment she realized something was very wrong. Strangely, it seemed like it was so long ago now that she was here at the ministry, absorbed in her work. "I suppose this is something you've had to prepare for? Being in the position you're in and all." The botanist couldn't imagine having to have aurors on call just in case something like that occurred. It seemed such a strange way to live. "How did your family react when they heard?"

sarahlooo 03-19-2019 12:55 AM

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Originally Posted by TakemetotheBurrow (Post 12402328)
Fine was a word often used to mask whatever was really going on inside a person, but Mariana simply nodded and offered January a small smile. The brunette honestly hoped she was fine, because she seemed kind and smart and certainly deserving of a threat-free life.

"I was pretty scared, if I'm being honest. It wasn't your fault, though. You didn't make those fireworks do what they did." So there was absolutely no need to apologize. Mariana munched on a cucumber, remembering the moment she realized something was very wrong. Strangely, it seemed like it was so long ago now that she was here at the ministry, absorbed in her work. "I suppose this is something you've had to prepare for? Being in the position you're in and all." The botanist couldn't imagine having to have aurors on call just in case something like that occurred. It seemed such a strange way to live. "How did your family react when they heard?"

Truthfully, January was fine. She knew she and her family were well protected. If anything, she was just slightly irritated that these people hadn't given up yet. The Ministry was in good hands now - couldn't they tell the difference?

And no, it wasn't her fault, but she still felt bad for the whole incident and was incredibly grateful that no one had gotten hurt. She just wanted to find an end to this all before someone did. So, she gave an appreciative smile to her new friend. As for her next comment... January shrugged slightly. "Actually... no? Or I suppose I was never told to..." It was interesting, really. "I was rather under-qualified, in my opinion, when I was hired. I was a division head in Creatures, and suddenly I was the Minister's Senior Undersecretary. Unfortunately, he didn't even understand the depth of his own position, so I didn't really understand mine. That is, until... things couldn't go on any longer." That was when the impeachment finally happened.

"So, perhaps if I had been hired by a more... legitimate Minister, I would have had more training, but if that were the case, I probably wouldn't have been chased by a dragon." So, yeah... Interesting.

As for her family, they were, unfortunately, getting used to it. "They're always a bit on edge, but they're well looked after too." January was calm about all of it at this point, but she was always a bit tense now. Always looking over her shoulder. Always cautious.

TakemetotheBurrow 03-22-2019 12:45 AM

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Originally Posted by sarahlooo (Post 12402500)
Truthfully, January was fine. She knew she and her family were well protected. If anything, she was just slightly irritated that these people hadn't given up yet. The Ministry was in good hands now - couldn't they tell the difference?

And no, it wasn't her fault, but she still felt bad for the whole incident and was incredibly grateful that no one had gotten hurt. She just wanted to find an end to this all before someone did. So, she gave an appreciative smile to her new friend. As for her next comment... January shrugged slightly. "Actually... no? Or I suppose I was never told to..." It was interesting, really. "I was rather under-qualified, in my opinion, when I was hired. I was a division head in Creatures, and suddenly I was the Minister's Senior Undersecretary. Unfortunately, he didn't even understand the depth of his own position, so I didn't really understand mine. That is, until... things couldn't go on any longer." That was when the impeachment finally happened.

"So, perhaps if I had been hired by a more... legitimate Minister, I would have had more training, but if that were the case, I probably wouldn't have been chased by a dragon." So, yeah... Interesting.

As for her family, they were, unfortunately, getting used to it. "They're always a bit on edge, but they're well looked after too." January was calm about all of it at this point, but she was always a bit tense now. Always looking over her shoulder. Always cautious.

"Sounds complicated." Stressful, too. She couldn't imagine taking on a job like that without proper training and the fact that January had, and that she seemed well respected and suited for the position, was impressive.

"Silver lining then, knowing they're safe." She offered a smile before taking a sip of the flavored water she'd taken from her lunch bag. "Has it been easier with the new minister? He seems great. Enthusiastic, which is something I really enjoy in leadership. Passion is important."

ArianaBlack 07-23-2019 02:53 AM

Yassi preferred eating in this section of the Food Court. Not because it was any emptier, but because the layout itself felt far more comforting. The tables were quite stuff and they made her feel as if she were in a classroom. Not that she minded, but her days were typically spent in classrooms and she did enjoy a change from time to time. It helped her unwind, you see. Besides, those who sat here were often times more open to free flowing conversation.

There was only so much time one could spend speaking about the weather.

And so with her reusable tupperware in hand, Yassi made her way over to the couches. Today she had packed herself a colorful salad, topped off with chickpeas and lemon dressing. She also had hummus and pita chips, but that was for sharing. With who? Only time would tell.

She absently ran a hand through her hair, as she set her little box down on the couch and adjusted her mid-length, floral skirt. Florals? In Spring? Groundbreaking!

nicole black 07-23-2019 09:27 PM

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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack (Post 12420786)
Yassi preferred eating in this section of the Food Court. Not because it was any emptier, but because the layout itself felt far more comforting. The tables were quite stuff and they made her feel as if she were in a classroom. Not that she minded, but her days were typically spent in classrooms and she did enjoy a change from time to time. It helped her unwind, you see. Besides, those who sat here were often times more open to free flowing conversation.

There was only so much time one could spend speaking about the weather.

And so with her reusable tupperware in hand, Yassi made her way over to the couches. Today she had packed herself a colorful salad, topped off with chickpeas and lemon dressing. She also had hummus and pita chips, but that was for sharing. With who? Only time would tell.

She absently ran a hand through her hair, as she set her little box down on the couch and adjusted her mid-length, floral skirt. Florals? In Spring? Groundbreaking!


A very preoccupied Quentin entered the scene. His shirt sleeves were rolled up to the elbow, concealing the bit of dirt he had somehow managed to get on his cuffs, and in his large, calloused hands he held several reports. Most of them concerning soil, the rest concerning the impossible stories floating around England of a 'massive fungi invasion'. Those last ones were not exactly part of a Bontanist's job description, but Q liked to think his title was something more of a guideline than an enforced rule.

Pulling at his tie, the young man settled himself down in the comfiest seat he could find, unaware that the occupant opposite him had been eager for some time alone. Q cleared his throat before a cough could properly make its way out of his throat, and began the mind-numbing task of highlighting! bits! of! text!

ArianaBlack 07-24-2019 03:53 AM

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Originally Posted by nicole black (Post 12420866)

A very preoccupied Quentin entered the scene. His shirt sleeves were rolled up to the elbow, concealing the bit of dirt he had somehow managed to get on his cuffs, and in his large, calloused hands he held several reports. Most of them concerning soil, the rest concerning the impossible stories floating around England of a 'massive fungi invasion'. Those last ones were not exactly part of a Bontanist's job description, but Q liked to think his title was something more of a guideline than an enforced rule.

Pulling at his tie, the young man settled himself down in the comfiest seat he could find, unaware that the occupant opposite him had been eager for some time alone. Q cleared his throat before a cough could properly make its way out of his throat, and began the mind-numbing task of highlighting! bits! of! text!

The cushiony couch had sunk down a lot further than Yassi had anticipated it would, giving her a slight surprise as the cushions enveloped her. The whole debacle caused a smile to dance on her lips as she shook her head at herself. Oh, how embarrassing! Fortunately her salad was safe and so was her hummus, arguably the most important element to the meal. She began to hum to herself quietly as she ate her salad with poise (though eating salad whilst being poised was quite a feat), looking up every now and again to see whether or not others would join her.

Perhaps it was her own fault that she hadn't gathered a crowd. It was quite an unusual time to eat lunch, but she hadn't been hungry at the usual hour. No matter, she didn't mind the quiet. It meant there was more time to-- Oh.

She looked up to greet the preoccupied botanist with a warm, welcoming smile but it seemed as though he was far too immersed in his work. His hands looked just as tired as his eyes, but it was the way that he pulled at his tie that warranted her intrigue. Was he stressed out about something?

Though she had been debating over it for a few moments, the brunette held the hummus out towards him with one hand and the box of pita chips with the other. "Hummus?" He looked like he could use a break.



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