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aguamentis · 09-26-2011, 05:03 AM

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Originally Posted by Starbreeze

"Noooooooooooooooooooooo, just on time!" Poppy screeched and smiled at her. Then the girl started talking to her sandwich and Poppy raised an eyebrow.

"Anyway," She stood up and cleared her throat, "Welcome members of the Ministry Maintenance. My name is Poppy Pricklepot the co-supervisor. So is he," she said gesturing to Mr. Phillips, "but you need to worry about that." She giggled. "This is just a quick meeting to remind you Lord Borr, the greatest and most gracious being in the entire world, has personally requested out help. Now, I know you have question about things and stuff, but those go to Mr. Phillips. If you need any help with anything, go to Mr. Phillips." There was way she was going to make herself available to other people. She just wanted to walk around and act like she was busy. "So, let's review the tasks at hand, shall we?"

"I was thinking we could divide into groups and set off. I WANT HER!" Poppy said jumping up on the table, and grabbed Ruby. Ruby belonged to Poppy now. "You can have everyone else." She told the boring man and stuck out her tongue again. "Any questions?"

Lucy instantly noticed the odd look the woman had given her and quickly stashed the sandwich back into her bag. Perhaps eating wasn't allowed in the meeting room...oops. Now was the time to take note of who everyone was, specifically Mr. Phillips, the man who helped her out earlier, and Poppy Pricklepot...WHAT KIND OF NAME WAS THAT? It sounds like a flower slash cactus. Lucy had every desire to ask her if her parents actually felt like it was necessary to name her after some type of mutated plant that was a combination of a flower and cactus. But then again, that would probably be very rude and would get her fired. Maybe another time.

Pricklepot followed the introductions with a long speech about some Lord Borr and a list of chores that--HOLD THE PHONE.

"L-l-lord...B-borr?" Lucy said, shaking and quivering. Oh, no. No, no, no. It couldn't be. Was it? The same man she had actually thrown up on during her fifth year? The same man who made her cry? Come on, Lucy. It's probably someone else. Lucky coincidence. They wouldn't dare let some narcissistic lunatic work at the ministry...would they? All of sudden, that same feeling she got during her fifth year before she threw up all over the place was, once again, present. Luckily, she didn't finish up her sandwich so obviously, there was nothing she could throw up, right? Well, except for that doughnut she ate on the way to work but that was nothing! Nothing at all. Or maybe it was something.

Lucy put her hands over her mouth and took a deep breath. Okay. Relax. After taking a deep breath, she raised her hand. "Erm...will each 'group' be assigned a particular task? Or do we all have to do these tasks?" As she thought about it, made zero sense to have everyone redo a certain task numerous times but then again, perhaps that's what this crazy flower-cactus lady wanted. Cleaning...eugh.

09-26-2011, 05:03 AM	#49 (permalink)
aguamentis Grindylow Join Date: Oct 2002 Location: California Posts: 14,433 Hogwarts RPG Name: Rishi Kapoor First Year	Film Addict! \| ♥ Suraj Sharma ♥\| TIGRESS! Quote: Originally Posted by Starbreeze "Noooooooooooooooooooooo, just on time!" Poppy screeched and smiled at her. Then the girl started talking to her sandwich and Poppy raised an eyebrow. "Anyway," She stood up and cleared her throat, "Welcome members of the Ministry Maintenance. My name is Poppy Pricklepot the co-supervisor. So is he," she said gesturing to Mr. Phillips, "but you need to worry about that." She giggled. "This is just a quick meeting to remind you Lord Borr, the greatest and most gracious being in the entire world, has personally requested out help. Now, I know you have question about things and stuff, but those go to Mr. Phillips. If you need any help with anything, go to Mr. Phillips." There was way she was going to make herself available to other people. She just wanted to walk around and act like she was busy. "So, let's review the tasks at hand, shall we?" *"I was thinking we could divide into groups and set off. I WANT HER!"* Poppy said jumping up on the table, and grabbed Ruby. Ruby belonged to Poppy now. "You can have everyone else." She told the boring man and stuck out her tongue again. "Any questions?" Lucy instantly noticed the odd look the woman had given her and quickly stashed the sandwich back into her bag. Perhaps eating wasn't allowed in the meeting room...oops. Now was the time to take note of who everyone was, specifically Mr. Phillips, the man who helped her out earlier, and Poppy Pricklepot...WHAT KIND OF NAME WAS THAT? It sounds like a flower slash cactus. Lucy had every desire to ask her if her parents actually felt like it was necessary to name her after some type of mutated plant that was a combination of a flower and cactus. But then again, that would probably be very rude and would get her fired. Maybe another time. Pricklepot followed the introductions with a long speech about some Lord Borr and a list of chores that--HOLD THE PHONE. *"L-l-lord...B-borr?"* Lucy said, shaking and quivering. Oh, no. No, no, no. It couldn't be. Was it? The same man she had actually thrown up on during her fifth year? The same man who made her cry? Come on, Lucy. It's probably someone else. Lucky coincidence. They wouldn't dare let some narcissistic lunatic work at the ministry...would they? All of sudden, that same feeling she got during her fifth year before she threw up all over the place was, once again, present. Luckily, she didn't finish up her sandwich so obviously, there was nothing she could throw up, right? Well, except for that doughnut she ate on the way to work but that was nothing! Nothing at all. Or maybe it was something. Lucy put her hands over her mouth and took a deep breath. Okay. Relax. After taking a deep breath, she raised her hand. *"Erm...will each 'group' be assigned a particular task? Or do we all have to do these tasks?"* As she thought about it, made zero sense to have everyone redo a certain task numerous times but then again, perhaps that's what this crazy flower-cactus lady wanted. Cleaning...eugh. __________________ A whole new world _________________________ ___________________________For you and me