03-09-2011, 01:41 AM
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: CJ Miller Gryffindor Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Jae-hyuk Anouilh Slytherin Seventh Year Ministry Department Head:
Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head:
Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor:
Victor García Massey Ollivanders
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Originally Posted by Pinky Anita was surprised to see the flippy haired man at the party... and the fact that he remembered her. Hehehe. "Good day to you as well. Both of you. Kiashu, I haven't seen you around again... this sadens me" she said as she extended her hand for them to shake... or kiss whichever.
AMERICAN. Anita wanted to cling to the man, but refrained. JUST barely. "Oh really? I am from America, St. Louis, Missouri to be exact. What brings you across the pond as well? Winston was it?" Anita asked the man with growing interest. Kaishu tossed his hair around feeling pleased as a peach that she had rememebered his name. He almost reached into his pocket for a CD, but he had already given the little miss one before. Unless, you know, she had friends she would like to share the gift of music with. "I shall try to make an appearance more often then," he grinned holding her hand to his lips and giving it a gentle kiss. "A little bit of this and a little bit of that," he said calmly. "International Cooperation requires one to attend these sort of events." He looked around a little at the area and made a mental note of what he saw as the pachement in his pocket wrote down his thoughts. "St. Louis is a charming town," he smiled trying to bring himself back to the conversation as much as possible. "I am from the West Coast however, up in Washington." For Alexander Ryoma felt like turning around and running back to the pretty blondes when he saw his father flaunting his hair with some woman and a man he thought that he recognized, but he could be to sure. "So, Alexander," he said grabbing a glass of something bubbly. "Why the interest in the Ministry?" Had he been rejected for a job too? They should go on strike!
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But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... 
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