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Originally Posted by
Anna Valentina 
A voice amplified by Sonorus sounded through the entrance area.
"May we have your attention, please? If everyone would please make their way to the grand stage area, the festivities will continue there. Please take a seat and get ready for our Ministry-led Board of Governors debate. All Board of Governors candidates, Hogwarts staff, and Ministry Department heads should take their seats now, please. Thank you."
OOC: So we're ready to get things started! When taking a seat, you can RP in any of the threads, as the grand stage can be seen from all locations. The debate itself will take place in the stage thread, though.
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Originally Posted by
Erik Vinteren [textcut=Bjorn Berg {not quoted}, Lissy Longbottom, lazykitty]
[textcut=Hoole. Spotted.]
Erik was well-trained in the art of spying, so much so that when he felt eyes on the back of his neck, he almost always knew who was staring at him. He felt the familiar hair-raising feeling now and turned his head, taking note of a suspicious character in round glasses and a dark hat. He was standing too close to their group for Erik's comfort.
"Excuse me, Roxanne, Nolan...Bjorn." He dismissed himself from the group with a bow of the head and started across the hall, seemingly going for the dining and seating area with his chin tilted up slightly and his eyes focused straight ahead.
Hardly on his way there, however, he made a too-close pass to the man in glasses and a hat. His pass turned into a bump...almost an intentional shove, if anyone had been watching...that should have knocked the smaller man over.
"Beg your pardon," he apologized immediately, stopping and feigning surprise at the sight of the dishevelled man. "I didn't see you there."
Crip continued to pretend to have the utmost fascination with the decor of the place, while instead listening to the candidates talk. They really were not saying much of interest. But these were some of the more popular candidates-especially that Vinteren. So he would keep listening. It was just a shame that he couldn't replicate himself and spy on Schirmer.
Then he heard Vinteren excusing himself from the group, no doubt to go to the Buffet table for a drink or such and such. All right then, it looked like this conversation had came to a halt and nothing of interest had been discovered about this man. Perhaps he had better go and spy on Athlea.
The thought had only entered his head when he was SHOVED to the ground by Erik Vinteren, knocking his hat off in the process. "AHHHG!" Was that deliberate?
He straightened his glasses and put back on his hat and was just about to shout an anathema to the candidate when he apologized. But before he could say anything else, a booming voice announced that the debate was about to begin.
"Good luck at the debate, Erik, I will be watching you." He smiled, winked, and dipped his hat to Erik, then turned to follow the crowd to the chairs.