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lemon · 08-22-2013, 12:14 AM

Text Cut: Governors aka BEST FRIENDS

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Originally Posted by LilFox06

Carter grinned. "That's brilliant." He personally hoped the money went toward food. He was very much a guy in that sense. Plus... the students all had their own telescopes and potions ingredients. So, in his opinion, a healthy diet was the best place to start rebuilding the school.

"I like your tie, by the way." he said. "Just don't let the wife see it." Because she might steal it.

Speaking of which, he kept an eye on the petting zoo just to make sure Destiny didn't try to run off with anything there.

Quote:

Originally Posted by Steelsheen

When it comes to Hogwarts, Corin was always ready to give a helping hand and donations when necessary. Like today. He was just a bit concerned that the last time he was so generous, the entire proceeds literally vanished into thin air.

He strode along the tables and took out a money pouch filled with the gold pieces and casually dropped the entire thing into the jar. Heres hoping that does go towards where its supposed to go.

And yes exchange pleasantries with his fellow Governors "Gentlemen" he nodded cordially to each of them.

Quote:

Originally Posted by Lissy Longbottom

"Yes and yes!" Nolan said with a grin, grabbing one of the t-shirts and then plopping down next to him in a nearby chair. "I'm on my lunch break for about an hour, so I figured I'd come down here and help the cause," he explained as he took the t-shirt and promptly pulled it on over his button down shirt.

Maybe he'd stay an hour, maybe he'd stay longer. He WAS the manager of the store, after all.

"Hello Corin!" he called to other governor who had just joined them at the booth. He assumed now he was going to be offered a t-shirt and a chair, just like Nolan had, but he let Carter and Sherman get that one. He didn't want to COMPLETELY overtake the booth.

Quote:

Originally Posted by LilFox06

Here was another governor. "Hello Corin." Carter greeted. He watched the older gentleman drop a coin pouch into a jar. Brilliant.

"Care to join us as well?" he asked. Nolan was. "And you get a shirt for your donation." If he wanted one.

"Why thank you! ... does your wife not like zoo ani- Nolan! Corin!" Sherman had been busy trying to peek in the jars and count more galleons, but now that his fellow governors were here, he tried to relax a little. There were so many people donating! Mrs. Rae-Branxton would be ECSTATIC, he was sure of it. Plus they had company now!

Was Corin going to pull up a chair, as well?

The more, the merrier, right?

Quote:

Originally Posted by Zoe

Beneath his sunglasses, he eyed up the men at the booth when it was his turn to make his donation. They were clearly members of the Board. He wasn’t able to match any names with their faces until his eyes fell upon the youngest of the group. He was a chaser in the League, was he not? For Puddlemere United? It took everything inside of him to not make a snide comment about Magpie’s rival. “Evening, gentlemen,” Colin said casually instead, placing a large handful of galleons into one of the jars.

Was that Colin MacKenzie?

Sherman tried his best not to offer to let him pull up a chair as well. Could he autograph a tee? For his granddaughter? For HIM? The old man beamed even more and nudged a shirt at the man, nearly too excited to speak. "Thank you for your donation, sir. Would you like a-"

Quote:

Originally Posted by Tegz

He sidled up and did his best to play it cool.

Ahem. Hem hem. Cough. Over here. Cough.

"Excuse me? Er... Mr Mackenzie?" GONNADIEEEERGHgGHsdkgsaldk SO EXCITED. Cough. "I'm West Odessa, I'm a big fan of what you do for the Magpies. Can I have your autograph, please sir?"

And then his shirt offer was RUDELY interrupted by a KID. A really, really long one, at that. By the name of...

... West Odessa? Sherman knew that name.

His gaze shifted from the Quidditch player to the gangly boy who somewhat resembled an overexcited puppy at that exact moment. He was just there for the autograph? Not even going to donate to their cause? Didn't have a single knut to spare for a crippled old man, as well as ANOTHER professional player and two governors?

Tsk, tsk. How shameful.

Not that Sherman had reasons to be overly judgmental. Because he wasn't. Really.

08-22-2013, 12:14 AM	#23 (permalink)
lemon DMLE Mackled Malaclaw Join Date: May 2010 Location: Wakanda Posts: 11,002 Hogwarts RPG Name: Annaliese Toussaint First Year x12 x12	Dani's Citrus Duck Spawn \| Mama Giraffe \| Lemon PATch \| Pushed the Red Button Text Cut: Governors aka BEST FRIENDS Quote: Originally Posted by LilFox06 Carter grinned. "That's brilliant." He personally hoped the money went toward food. He was very much a guy in that sense. Plus... the students all had their own telescopes and potions ingredients. So, in his opinion, a healthy diet was the best place to start rebuilding the school. "I like your tie, by the way." he said. "Just don't let the wife see it." Because she might steal it. Speaking of which, he kept an eye on the petting zoo just to make sure Destiny didn't try to run off with anything there. Quote: Originally Posted by Steelsheen When it comes to Hogwarts, Corin was always ready to give a helping hand and donations when necessary. Like today. He was just a bit concerned that the last time he was so generous, the entire proceeds literally vanished into thin air. He strode along the tables and took out a money pouch filled with the gold pieces and casually dropped the entire thing into the jar. Heres hoping that does go towards where its supposed to go. And yes exchange pleasantries with his fellow Governors "Gentlemen" he nodded cordially to each of them. Quote: Originally Posted by Lissy Longbottom "Yes and yes!" Nolan said with a grin, grabbing one of the t-shirts and then plopping down next to him in a nearby chair. "I'm on my lunch break for about an hour, so I figured I'd come down here and help the cause," he explained as he took the t-shirt and promptly pulled it on over his button down shirt. Maybe he'd stay an hour, maybe he'd stay longer. He WAS the manager of the store, after all. "Hello Corin!" he called to other governor who had just joined them at the booth. He assumed now he was going to be offered a t-shirt and a chair, just like Nolan had, but he let Carter and Sherman get that one. He didn't want to COMPLETELY overtake the booth. Quote: Originally Posted by LilFox06 Here was another governor. "Hello Corin." Carter greeted. He watched the older gentleman drop a coin pouch into a jar. Brilliant. "Care to join us as well?" he asked. Nolan was. "And you get a shirt for your donation." If he wanted one. "Why thank you! ... does your wife not like zoo ani- Nolan! Corin!" Sherman had been busy trying to peek in the jars and count more galleons, but now that his fellow governors were here, he tried to relax a little. There were so many people donating! Mrs. Rae-Branxton would be ECSTATIC, he was sure of it. Plus they had company now! Was Corin going to pull up a chair, as well? The more, the merrier, right? Quote: Originally Posted by Zoe Beneath his sunglasses, he eyed up the men at the booth when it was his turn to make his donation. They were clearly members of the Board. He wasn’t able to match any names with their faces until his eyes fell upon the youngest of the group. He was a chaser in the League, was he not? For Puddlemere United? It took everything inside of him to not make a snide comment about Magpie’s rival. “Evening, gentlemen,” Colin said casually instead, placing a large handful of galleons into one of the jars. Was that Colin MacKenzie? Sherman tried his best not to offer to let him pull up a chair as well. Could he autograph a tee? For his granddaughter? For HIM? The old man beamed even more and nudged a shirt at the man, nearly too excited to speak. "Thank you for your donation, sir. Would you like a-" Quote: Originally Posted by Tegz He sidled up and did his best to play it cool. Ahem. Hem hem. Cough. Over here. Cough. "Excuse me? Er... Mr Mackenzie?" GONNADIEEEERGHgGHsdkgsaldk SO EXCITED. Cough. "I'm West Odessa, I'm a big fan of what you do for the Magpies. Can I have your autograph, please sir?" And then his shirt offer was RUDELY interrupted by a KID. A really, really long one, at that. By the name of... ... West Odessa? Sherman knew that name. His gaze shifted from the Quidditch player to the gangly boy who somewhat resembled an overexcited puppy at that exact moment. He was just there for the autograph? Not even going to donate to their cause? Didn't have a single knut to spare for a crippled old man, as well as ANOTHER professional player and two governors? Tsk, tsk. How shameful. Not that Sherman had reasons to be overly judgmental. Because he wasn't. Really. __________________ and so i took an axe to a mended fence.___________________.______._________________ __________________________________..____this is why we can't have nice things, darling.