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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Rowan Fairfax
Slytherin Seventh Year
Hogwarts RPG Name:
Ezra Greenwood
Ravenclaw Fifth Year  x2
|  Yeahhh, Mr White! Yeah science!
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Originally Posted by Lottiepot  Oh she saw him.
Without even having to LOOK at him, Erica had eyes in the back of her head that could spot late arrivals at any time. Yes, tardiness was something she despised at certain times.
"Nice of you to join us James" she turned to the blonde haired man with an eyebrow raised. "As one of my longest serving employees I'd at least expect you to have the DECENCY to turn up on time and show an example to our newer employees" the Department Head told him with a serious expression. "Tomorrow I expect you here bright and EARLY." Or there would be trouble.
Mhmm...
*Smirk*
"I'm kidding with you James" she smiled softly, encouragingly, the thirty two year old knew how unsociable and nervous the young man could be, she didn't want to give him a complex. "How is your err.. Tomato Plant?" she asked. It was a tomato right? Unusual thing to bring to work with you but eh, everyone was different.
That was another thing Ms Radley despised, not being spoken to. At least one of them had actually made an acknowledgment, knew that they were paying her attention, but the other hadn't even noticed she was there.
Well, if they didn't want a pay rise that was totally up to them. James was utterly MORTIFIED.
He stood there on the spot, looking at Erica as she reprimanded him.. IN FRONT OF EVERYONE. He wanted the ground to just open up and swallow him. His porcelain complexion flushed bright pink, contrasting against his white blonde hair. “I-I-I-I-I-I-I..” Oh, this was a nightmare. He took a deeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep breath and attempted to form a sentence in his head before speaking aloud. “...apologise.” Was all he managed. He swallowed thickly, totally taken aback that Erica would embarrass him in this manner in front of his colleagues.
He missed the subtly that was Erica's smirk and just stood glued to the spot and not sure what to do but look at the floor.
But her voice changed and he looked up at her.
Kidding?
Oh, thank MERLIN!
His hand went up to his heart which he could feel fluttering away in his chest. His cheeks began to cool. “Y-y-you really had me fooled th-there.” He replied, attempting a small, awkward, embarrassed smile. His plant? The mere sentiment of Erica's enquiry calmed him further. He went to his desk (which was next to the woman who had smiled at him), and waved his wand, summoning the VERY healthy looking plant, now complete with prize winning looking tomatoes growing away happily. “She's marvellous.” He replied, clearly happier. “...And I have something for you. I'll come and see you in your office later if I may?” He gave her a shy smile. Quote:
Originally Posted by Hanaa ツ Erk. This was totally how you made friends in the work-place. And OF COURSE he was going to smile back. That was just what happened. That was just what normal people did. Glancing back in the direction that the guy who wasn't Quentan was, Alyss nearly joined her bag on the floor. HE TOOK THE DESK NEXT TO HERS. What the heck were you meant to do in situations like this?! Smiling awkwardly at him again, she looked straight at the wood in front of her. There was nothing irregular in this. Just two coworkers making friends.
Flinching slightly as he spoke, Alyss turned her dark brown eyes onto him, biting her bottom lip shyly and swinging her legs below the chair. Beautiful morning? No. Gosh. It really wasn't a "beautiful morning". "Always." What? Um. Always would of been a fine answer if it hadn't come out more like "arwars". "Uh, yeah. Yes. It's lovely." But... Yooouu'ree lying, Alyss Glass.
Oh. Wait. Wasn't she meant to ask a question back? "Um, how's... Your morning been?" Articulate. AR-TIC-YOU-LATE. James did not recognise that accent. He gave the woman another small smile and looked at her face, not noticing her awkwardness. It didn't ever occur to him that anyone could be as uncomfortable as he felt most of the time. Anyway, always seemed an odd answer when it came to the topic of British weather. Beautiful morning's were a rare occurrence. He nodded, unsure as to what to say next. That book didn't really give you tips on everyday small talk.
He nodded again, “Very good! A stroll in the sunshine before you begin work is a marvellous way to start the day.” ..Except that was an outright lie, wasn't it? Shame on you, James! His morning had been dreadful, hence his lateness to work this morning. Quote:
Originally Posted by Rosiana Price When Miss Radley entered their Department, Erik noticed someone else slip inside and smiled. He excused himself from his friends and walked over to the guy who seemed years younger than he was. Looking around, he also realized something else. They were the only men. In the whole department.
Oh, well. The newcomer looked quite nervous and perplexed. He wanted to help this guy. Maybe he wasn't that comfortable speaking with ladies? Maybe a man-to-man talk would help him get through his first day of work...
"Hey there, need some help?" clearly, he did not. But Erik wanted to make sure he was alright. "I'm Erik Sophronia, Dragon Research Head Officer," he stretched his hand out and smiled. James shuffled through the papers on his desk. He was terribly nervous about his new job and he was sure Erica had placed him there (despite obvious reasons) because he would be forced to converse with the general public. Up his confidence, that sort of thing.. he wasn't sure HER confidence in him was well advised.
He looked up from the papers when someone approached him. A man. The only other in the department. He shook his head to the question, a little confused. “No.. no. I'm fine thank you.”
The gangly blonde man stood, extending his hand towards his co-worker when he introduced himself. “W-working with dragons? How interesting!” He said genuinely. “I'm James Greenwood. Werewolf adviser.”
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