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SlytherinSistah · 11-04-2013, 05:07 PM

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Originally Posted by Roselyn

And one strike against the new boss man for leaving her in the conference room with Demetrius. "Hello." she replied back in great monotone, staring at her cup of tea. Taking a deep breath, she stretched her back a little before relaxing...and stole the moment to glance towards her co-worker. She didn't know what made her do it, but she was going to do it! "Soooo, how...was your brea-"

Oh thank Merlin, newbie in the room. Being nice with small talk tasted bad.

"Maybe." Juuuuust maybe, random person. "Who are you?"

"Jasper Mitterbill." He held his hand out for the witch to shake, before drawing it back realizing that her question, which Jasper had found to be blunt, gave him the distinct feeling she was either about to judge him or was already doing it. It made him even more nervous. Schweddy palms. He made little sounds as though he were trying to say something before spitting out, "I'm the new prophecy collator."

Text Cut: Boss man & Syndil

Oh, thank Merlin! They were getting started. He awkwardly dismissed himself from his botched surgery of a self-introduction and took a seat. That had gone over well.

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SlytherinSistah DoM Ramora Join Date: Sep 2007 Location: Merlin Foresaken PST Posts: 5,432 x9 x3	C.R.E.A.M \| Haitian Sensation \| Shark Patronus \| Your Huckleberry \| T's ClayBaby Quote: Originally Posted by Roselyn And one strike against the new boss man for leaving her in the conference room with Demetrius. "Hello." she replied back in great monotone, staring at her cup of tea. Taking a deep breath, she stretched her back a little before relaxing...and stole the moment to glance towards her co-worker. She didn't know what made her do it, but she was going to do it! "Soooo, how...was your brea-" Oh thank Merlin, newbie in the room. Being nice with small talk tasted bad. "Maybe." Juuuuust maybe, random person. "Who are you?" "Jasper Mitterbill." He held his hand out for the witch to shake, before drawing it back realizing that her question, which Jasper had found to be blunt, gave him the distinct feeling she was either about to judge him or was already doing it. It made him even more nervous. Schweddy palms. He made little sounds as though he were trying to say something before spitting out, "I'm the new prophecy collator." Text Cut: Boss man & Syndil Quote: Originally Posted by Riverlynn And the day was finally here. The first day of her new job. The first one in years that was indoors/stable/safe. Her nerves were a little frazzeled but that was normal. Navigating through the entry way of the Ministyr and then to her floor had been an interesting ordeal. If this morning was any indication she was be practicing a few muscles of hers to the point of super strength within a month. Her mind drew up a picture of her in a super hero costume and she chuckled. Finally she found where she was supposed to be. The meeting was set for early so she had woken up super early and gone in search of coffee. Thankfully she had found a cute little cafe that served up a mean latte just down the street from the Ministry. Coming to the door she hiked up her bag higher onto her shoulder and moved her sunglasses higher onto her head and then walked in. She found a few people already present including Jasper. She smiled to the room at large. "Morning." Without giving it much thought she walked to the table and took the seat next to Jasper. Quote: Originally Posted by RachieRu Ashby was running a little late, but he figured that would be okay. He needed his employees to be there when he started the meeting anyway. So hopefully some of them would be there. Grabbing his papers from his new desk, he headed over to the conference room. He wasn't nervous. He'd taught at the wizarding university, so nothing really was more daunting than that. As he walked into the conference room, he smiled at all them gathered. "Good Morning." He murmured as he headed towards his seat at the end of the table. Oh, thank Merlin! They were getting started. He awkwardly dismissed himself from his botched surgery of a self-introduction and took a seat. That had gone over well.